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"Ahem. Ahem. One of the slaves coughed incessantly.

"Damn it. Pull this slave out of me at once. Hurry up. A second mate shouted loudly. The storm has passed. They needed to transport the slaves to another place. The colonies of Chu went up, they needed to give it a try, and he didn't know where his captain heard that the colonies of Chu needed a large number of slaves, and in such a need, they decided to sell them to those Chu people.

"Sir." One of the sailors looked at his commander in embarrassment, for he saw that the slave had coughed up blood. He felt like he might be infected. Because the other person does look disgusting.

"Damn. Damn it. The second mate scolded anxiously.

"This coughing slave is going to kill a boatload of our people, get it out for me. Hurry up. Get it out. Saying that, the second mate hurriedly waved the short knife in his hand, and he immediately cut open the other party's body and get the slave out.

"Bang." Saying that, the second mate kicked the other party down, and the slave was covered up by a gunshot before he could even beg for mercy.

"Damn, such a slave would kill us all." The second mate scolded anxiously.

"Look more carefully later, the thin, sick slaves are not allowed to go on board, these people should be shot on the spot. Kill them all. The second mate scolded excitedly.

"This." The sailors did not know what to say.

"Bang. Bang. At that moment, a sailor on the side of another ship decisively shot and killed a seriously ill slave, who was also coughing.

"See, no, there is a sick slave. Kill them all. Kill them all. The second officer yelled loudly.

"If there were people like that, our situation would cost us a lot, a lot, you know?" The second mate cursed, then went on to inspect the slaves on board. The sailor now raised his musket and stood again. Bands of slaves came aboard the boat, and some of them collected the slaves they had killed and threw them into a large pit in the distance, where the corpses would be burned by special people, and the corpses would cause a great epidemic of diseases. It must be effectively controlled, which is written in the manual of the Qin army. It's just that the Koreans paid attention to this, and there was no place for slaves to gather. Because they don't see the need to do it. The main thing is that slaves are more cumbersome to manage.

"I feel that there are too many people shooting these ships of slaves?" Wu Xiang said worriedly as he looked at the slaves on his ship.

"It's raining lately, and these slaves are just getting a little cold." Zhang Fan said disapprecrisingly.

"Don't worry too much, we just need to single out those sick slaves." Zhang Fan waved his hand and said. Because they've all done it before. Now it's all you have to do now. After all, this kind of thing happens naturally.

"Hmm. Maybe we can really control the progression of the disease in this way. Wu Xiang also thinks that this will solve the problem. This has happened many times before. Maybe it's really not a big deal.

In the midst of the long line of slaves, there was a slave who coughed lightly, and he watched in horror at the murder of the sailors in front of him. He knew that if he coughed, he wouldn't kill him. In order to be able to live, he can only hold himself as much as possible, because only in this way can he live. A few days ago, a storm landed here, and the Koreans had their own boats and some well-inhabited places to live, but they didn't, they had to stay under the poor trees to hide from the rain, and many people had a fever from it. At that time, the Koreans found a batch. They killed a group of them immediately, and then quickly burned the corpses, the slaves couldn't have known about the burning at the time, but they knew that the Koreans would kill the sick. They don't politely think of sick people at all. Many of the slaves were terrified, they were terrified.

"Come out. Fast. As he spoke, a sailor pulled out a slave, raised his gun, shot him at close range, and dragged the body away. The occasional coughing slave was frightened, and he kept it as usual as he could. Soon they were on board as fast as they could, urged by the sailors. The slave also passed. He was much more relaxed, but he broke out in a lot of cold sweat all at once. As soon as the wind blew, he felt even colder. But he was lucky to be able to escape.

"Alright. My boat is almost full. I have to go. Wu Xiang looked at his boat and said.

"Hmm. Bon voyage. Zhang Fan said.

"Hmm. Sure. Wu Xiang said.

"Wait, when I get to the territory of the Chu State, I will make a fortune. The people of Chu need a lot of things. Wu Xiang said with a smile. After hearing that there was a large demand for slaves in the Chu colony, he hurried to the Chu people's colony.

"Hmm." Zhang Fan smiled and nodded. He hoped that would happen. After all, it's a big lucrative sale.

But they simply don't know that their anti-epidemic measures are not working as well as they should. The original method of concentrating on plagued slaves brought about the opposite reaction, because the slaves who feared death would try to hide their illness as much as possible and concentrate in a small cabin environment, which was not intended to further increase the speed of the epidemic. This will cause more trouble. But they simply did not pay attention to this, and in their opinion, those epidemic patients had already been executed in time. The condition has been completely resolved.

On the territory of the Mauryan Empire.

"This area is mountainous, is there really a plain on the road to the south?" The nephew of Gao Cheng, a slave trader in the Qin State, asked happily.

"I don't know, I know what the Qin military said." Gao Cheng said.

"However, the population of this Mauryan Dynasty is really large, I heard that tens of thousands of people were arrested in one city, such a big business, it is really big, and the entire Western Regions country may not be able to catch so many slaves at once." Gao Cheng said excitedly.

"Uncle. Look at the city over there. The city of the Mauryan Empire. Happy shouted in surprise with a telescope at this time.

"What's the matter?" Gao Cheng said impatiently. His people must keep up with the situation of the Yueshi people, and only by keeping up with the Yueshi people can his business become bigger. Because only where the Yueshi people fight, there will be a large number of slaves.

"Look, over there, I saw a lot of people from the Mauryan Empire, many, approximately, approximately. I don't know how many there are either. Happy scalp numb said.