The source of horse blast is transmitted by insects, mosquitoes and flies, and the physical constitution of the host directly affects the length of the incubation period. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In northern Xinjiang, sky burial is revered, allowing the corpses of sweaty and bloody horses to rot on the ground, and to be used as food by mosquitoes, flies, insects, birds and animals.

The horse farm is not a clean and dust-free place, and the slaves are not prepared for those little mosquitoes, flies and insects.

One can imagine how terrible this horse plague will be if it really spreads.

The Northern Imperial Court was pit 10 million yuan by the horse dealers of the Shalan Kingdom, fortunately, all the mares have been bred, and more than 1,000 mares have been found to be pregnant one after another, and some losses have been reluctantly recovered, otherwise the Northern Imperial Court will really lose money and lose the crotch this time.

It's just that the bad luck doesn't end there.

About half a month later, the previously pregnant mare had a high fever, the whole body seemed to be swollen, breathing like a cow's wheezing, occasionally coughing violently, the nostrils were wide open, and a large amount of "snot" with foamy liquid flowed, which was obviously a serious illness.

The slave who was taking care of the pregnant horse was so frightened that he took three steps and two steps, and hurriedly reported the matter to the public.

The slave trembled, his body trembled like chaff, and his mouth kept begging for mercy, for fear that he would also be dealt with secretly.

"Could it be that the mare's illness was caused by the sweaty horses before?"

The owner of the horse farm had a gloomy face, the mare was lying on the ground of the stable, her breath was heavy, but her body seemed to be filled with water, swollen in a big circle, and her illness was serious, and the blind could see that the pregnant horse was seriously ill, "Can it be saved?"

The veterinarian shook his head weakly with a bitter face.

Ordinary minor illnesses can still be treated, but those who are terminally ill like this are really powerless.

The owner of the horse farm secretly clenched his back molars, and his eyes seemed to burst out with venom that sealed his throat with blood.

The previous sweat and blood BMW has lost too much money, fortunately, the probability of conception of the mare is still high, if the delivery is successful, the loss of the northern Xinjiang side can be flattened, and then breed for three or five years, train into a powerful war horse, the previous losses can be doubled.

What now?

The pregnant horse, who was carefully cared for as if it were gold, fell ill, and the veterinarian was powerless.

When the mare dies, the fetus in the womb cannot be saved, and a mare with a good pedigree and a foal with more potential are lost in one go.

The thought of this loss breaks the heart of the owner of the horse farm.

Before he could recover from the blow, slaves from another area came and went, and another pregnant horse was seriously ill.

"What-"

The world was spinning, and the voice of the owner of the horse farm was distorted.

He resisted the urge to roar and drop things after half a sound, and hurriedly said to the veterinarian, "Go over and have a look!"

It's the same illness again!

Seeing the second sick mare, the owner of the horse farm sank in his heart and hurriedly said, "Check all the pregnant horses." ”

Obviously, the disease on the sweaty BMW has been transmitted to these mares, and if it is detected early, it may be saved.

It's just that the symptoms of this horse plague during the incubation period are mild, at most some are not in good spirits, and the mood of the pregnant horse itself is not high, which is really difficult to judge. In the end, the veterinarian found five sick horses with some symptoms and were urgently isolated from the horse farm.

This incident once again alarmed the entire Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court, the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court King roared and was angry, and the people below silently endured the other party's saliva attacks, and the "wise man" Wu Liba was refrigerated by the Northern Xinjiang King for nearly a year because of his opposition to extravagance some time ago.

The king of Northern Xinjiang can indeed listen to advice and is ambitious, but he is still a man of Northern Xinjiang in his bones, and he advocates force even more.

He also disdains the people who Wu Liba talks about, what is so powerful about his mouth, plus he likes to enjoy and like extravagance, Wu Liba's opposition to the extravagant atmosphere of the nobles in the northern Xinjiang is not to restrain his daily behavior?

In the past year, Wu Liba has been treated coldly by the king of Northern Xinjiang, and he will be scolded from time to time.

However, the king of Northern Xinjiang still had his brain, and he didn't do anything too much, just let Wu Liba's work be idle.

Now in the face of these crises, he thinks of this good helper again.

"Does Aiqing have a plan?"

Wu Liba thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "The king, the minister thinks that it is better to be ruthless and give up those pregnant horses!"

When the king of Northern Xinjiang heard this, he almost fell down in anger.

He asked sincerely, the other party gave such a bad idea?

Giving up all pregnant horses?

Why don't you go to heaven when you step on a horse!

The sweaty BMW bought by the country of Chalan has lost 10 million yuan, those mares are also the best war horses of northern Xinjiang blood, the price of a horse is not as good as the sweat and blood BMW, but it is also worth 350,000 or even more expensive, the total number of successfully conceived mares is more than 1,000 and 5,000, and there are two or three thousand mares who are not pregnant.

"Get out—"

After gasping for breath, the king of Northern Xinjiang was so angry that he grabbed what he had at hand and threw it at Wuliba.

What's the bad idea?

Nineteen sweaty horses have already made them lose tens of millions of dollars, and the price of those mares is also forty or fifty million, plus the horses in their stomachs, if they are all abandoned, the three clans in Northern Xinjiang will lose seventy or eighty million dollars this time!

Which mare can stay as a breeding mare and not be the best?

Now that they are all killed, how many elites will the war horses in Northern Xinjiang lose?

Wu Liba was smashed squarely, and his neatly combed little pigtails became a mess, and he did not say a word, but bowed down in silence.

He also knew why the Imperial Court King was so angry, the loss was too great.

But he had a hunch that if he didn't, maybe the loss would be even greater in the future.

It's just that the king of the royal court will not agree to his suggestion, and the horse farm owners of the major horse farms will not agree.

The king of Northern Xinjiang asked the horse farm to block the news, so as not to shake the determination of the warriors of Northern Xinjiang to fight, and on the one hand, let people hurry up to eliminate the sick horses and treat the sick horses, and recover as many losses as they could...... After a while, his hair turned a lot grayer.

It's just that the insects and mosquitoes that used to gnaw on the carcasses of sick horses have spread, and it is difficult to suppress them.

Of the sick horses, nine out of ten died, the remaining one survived, and the foal in the womb also died.

This bad news is far from over, not only the pregnant horses are showing signs of disease, but even the foals in the horse farm are also having problems.

In those days, the Northern Xinjiang Horse Farm was full of rumors, and the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court was filled with all kinds of roaring and angry roars of the king.

The horse farm was heavily guarded, and there was not the slightest wind coming out.

The spies sent by Jiang Pengji did not find out the specific situation in the horse farm, but for her, this bit of news was enough.

"The Northern Frontier Imperial Court has suffered a big loss this time. Jiang Pengji smiled and handed the bamboo slip to Wei Ci, let him read it and pass it on to others, "Not only will you lose your crotch, but you may even lose the belongings accumulated by your ancestors." ”