Although Hanquan and Qiang are under the same sky, it is obvious that Wanyan Xiadan's blood is nothing to the huge Hanquan.

Externally, Li Xunduan only claimed that Xia Dan was sick and recuperated, and no one investigated it at all.

In Hanquan, who cares if she has become a cripple and is locked up in a dungeon to die?

However, when the news reached the Qiang Kingdom, Wan Yan Xiadan's difficult plea for help should have caused some splashes, right?

She thought so, but after Yan Shilu got the news, she smiled.

"She was imprisoned by Li Xunduan? Still alive? ”

The guard replied, "The princess has had her legs cut off, and now she is worse off than dead."

Wanyan Shilu: "Li Xunduan is really ruthless. It's my own woman...... Since she has been married, what to do with it is up to the emperor to decide. The king is very sorry, but there is still nothing he can do. ”

A few words, to put things aside.

The guard nodded and stepped back.

Wanyan Shilu turned around with a serious expression.

"Block this news right away, and don't let some people make trouble."

A general beside him nodded: "Yes, you can't let the people of the Changxia tribe know about this, they will work hard for their princess."

The Changxia tribe is the smallest of the eight tribes of the Qiang State, living in the center of the desert all year round, the conditions are harsh, and the people are also ruthless, not a tribe to be messed with.

General: "The princess of the Qiang Kingdom is still a princess with the blood of the Changxia tribe, if something happens to her, the Changxia tribe will not agree to it no matter what."

"General Xiangxi, this news will not reach the Changxia tribe so soon, as long as we intercept it. Wan Yan Xia Dan is not dead yet, what can they do? After Yan Shilu thought about it, he said.

Qian Ting: "Why did Han Quan suddenly make this move and not kill anyone, is it a warning?"

"Could it be that Li Xunduan noticed us and Qian Yu...... Or did Xia Dan do something to annoy him? No matter what it is, Li Xunduan shouldn't do things perfectly. Wanyan Shilu thought.

At that time, the contact with Li Xunduan in the capital, and that small cooperation told him that Li Xunduan was a cautious, dark-bellied, and suspicious person.

It's not like he would express his anger so blatantly......

Forget it, it's useless to think too much, the most important thing now is the army stationed in the city!

Today, it is half a month after Mujin's army was stationed in the city of Li Qiong.

What used to be a calm and comfortable environment has changed.

And it became so fast, like a storm in the desert, sweeping everything!

Thousands of people in the barracks seemed to fall ill overnight, spitting yellow water from their mouths, vomiting up and down and diarrhea, and they were also delirious.

Mu Bo arrived at the barracks early in the morning, and when he saw thousands of sick people, howling and miserable, he was so anxious that his whole body was like an ant on a hot pot!

When the doctors arrived, he was furious.

Mu Bo grabbed a doctor and asked, "Didn't you say that it was just the climate that was uncomfortable?" Why are there so many more patients who have not been conditioned yet? ”

"I really don't see any other symptoms, you let us check it again!" The doctor replied without timidity.

Mu Silk yelled angrily: "Go! If you can't find out! I ......"

He had an ominous prediction that something would happen!

Several doctors immediately rushed into the camp tent to check, and the wooden silk was anxiously pacing outside the camp.

Looking at the yellow sand under his feet, he became more and more anxious.

This time he led the troops to the expedition, Mu Jin is the commander-in-chief, and he is the role of the military advisor, when he left, Li Xunduan had already told him that the increase in troops in Li Qiongcheng could be to defend the city for them, or it could be ah: break the city for Hanquan!

Under the situation of unclear, the army must not make any mistakes, the last time Ouyang Tong led the army of Shayi Lune to kill them by surprise, only more than half of the troops remained, and nothing could happen again!

"What the hell is going on?" Mu Jin hurried over on horseback and asked immediately after dismounting.

Mu Bo looked up at him: "I don't know what the disease is now, and those doctors have no effect at all." So many people are all sick, I'm afraid it's going to be ......"

"Plague!" Mu Jin interrupted and said these two words heavily!

Just after noon, the imperial city of Qiang Kingdom reached the hottest time of the day, Wanyan Shilu sat in the pavilion to enjoy the coolness, and the maidservant girl next to him held a long feather fan to fan the wind.

His eyes were half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, the scars on his face had been healed, and after that life-and-death duel, he would always be that bloody and powerful man in the hearts of the Qiang people, and such a prestige was very important.

"See the King." General Stinger walked into the pavilion.

"The king is resting." The handmaid replied.

However, Wanyan Shilu frowned and motioned for the thorn to speak.

"Wang, something happened to the Hanquan army. This morning alone, thousands of them fell ill! "The stinger reports.

When Wanyan Shilu heard the news, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils contracted violently due to discomfort, looking very ruthless.

Wanyan Shilu: "What about Mujin?" What reaction? ”

"He's been in the barracks all day, and the doctors we sent in are also constantly helping them, and they need medicine." The stinger replied.

Wanyan Shilu sat up with a solemn expression: "Give them medicines, provide what they need, and keep an eye on their movements." This is just the beginning. ”

"Yes, King." The thorn nodded.

Wanyan Shilu looked at the fiery red sun in the sky and smiled proudly: "Doctor, you can also send it over, don't worry." They couldn't have found out. ”

This matter has something to do with them.

"Yes."

By the time the doctor was sent by the stinger and the medicine was delivered, it was already night, but there were more and more patients in Mujin's barracks, and it had become an uncontrollable spread.

They already knew that it was an epidemic, and although no one had died yet, it was spreading too fast and had to be controlled.

Mu Jin arranged a team of people to transfer the patients to the unified camp tent with veils and masks, and let the doctors rescue them.

It was late at night, and they were standing outside with a bonfire, and the whole barracks was brightly lit, patrolling with pairs, and howling from the sick.

The shadows of the few people standing by the fire were stretched long, like the stumps of a few dead trees.

Mu Jin crossed his hands on his waist, and his dark face could not see any expression now, but the anger and flames in his eyes were blazing.

"And now? How's it going after being fed soothing medicine? Mu Bo asked weakly, he was already soaked with sweat.

"The patient has already drunk the medicine, but it has not been relieved, all of them are soreness and weakness in their limbs, vomiting and diarrhea and cannot eat, I don't know if they will ...... in a few days," the doctor reported on his filth.