Chapter Seventy-Two: The Source of the Plague
Du Hongchuan stood tremblingly under the hall, in the past, he had no reverence for royal power, and he had never felt the taste of accompanying the king like a tiger. Now he stood at the foot of the hall, and the temple was the supreme man of the entire tribe, and life and death were in the hands of others, which made him feel fear for the first time.
"If you save you, you have to do your best, otherwise we won't be able to raise dry food here!"
Yang Tiantong looked at Du Hongchuan coldly, when the flood came before, he rescued this person, but he didn't expect to save the former secretary of Shu. He is short of a master to plan with him, and this person came at the right time!
This person calls himself "the secretary of Shu State", so give him a try.
Du Hongchuan bowed his hand in fear, he understood the contact in the past few days, the man in front of him was not good at all, if he did something that did not go his way, he was afraid that he would never recover!
Under Yang Tiantong, there is still a young son who sits upright, but he trembles and sits like pins and needles, which is no better than Du Hongchuan.
He knew who it was, Yang Tiantong's younger brother Yakulto, who had been dragged down as the patriarch by Yang Tiantong as a usurper, and replaced him himself. But they are brothers after all, and Yang Tiantong is just putting them under house arrest, and they are not embarrassed.
Du Hongchuan felt that this was the only right thing for Yangtiantong to do.
It is said that the fifth son of the adoptive family named Yakult had a very close relationship with Tang Cheng, the only son of the merchant, and if Yangtiantong killed him, he was afraid that he would make enemies with the merchant, causing the entire Shushan to cut off the connection with all the tribes of the Xiangyi and gradually decay.
Yang Tiantong suddenly said: "Lord Shangqing, now that the Qiang people are in decline due to the floods, and the Di people are rebuilt, it is an excellent time to attack!" I want revenge, but I don't know if I can win if I send an army to attack at this time? ”
He first glanced at Yakult, Yakult was frightened, and quickly lowered his head and said, "But listen to the eldest brother's orders......"
Yang Tiantong nodded with satisfaction, he was very useful to his younger brother's submission, so that he could feel like a leader.
Du Hongchuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked around the hall, and said slowly: "Is raising the monarch for revenge or hegemony?" ”
"Does it make a difference?" "Now that the Qiang people are destroyed, the merchants are incompetent, and the Di people are destroyed, they are hegemonic!" ”
He was very confident that in this catastrophe, all the tribes had large and small losses, but because their Shu Mountain was arranged from north to south, the torrent flowed directly through the waterway next to them, and failed to cause any losses.
With such a strong soldier, how can he not be defeated against the tired soldiers of the Di tribe?
"This is true, but if the Yang Jun wants to dominate, it will take a little more time......"
"Why?"
"As far as I can see, although the Di tribe is in ruins, they have not lost too many troops; And even though the loss of Yangjun is very small, but the last battle between the two clans was broken, and if it really fights, the odds of victory are unpredictable......"
Although Yang Tiantong is irritable, he is not a reckless man, although he has confidence in his own strength, he will not be blindly arrogant. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then what did Lord Shangqing ask me to wait for?" Waiting for them to be rebuilt and regrouped? ”
"Naturally not!" Du Hongchuan shook his head and said, "I got the news yesterday that the Qiang people are not allowed to collect the corpses, and the Qiang and Qiang clans are not more than a hundred meters apart, maybe a week, at most two weeks, the corpse qi emitted by the rotten corpses will produce a terrifying plague!" The Di people are so close to Qiang Village, it only takes a few days for the disease to spread to their entire tribe! As long as Yang Jun sends troops at this time......"
"If the corpses are not disposed of, there will be a plague?" Yang Tian was stunned, obviously not believing it, "It's a fart!" The plague is God's punishment for the unethical, and who says it's because the corpses are not disposed of? ”
In this backward tribe, it is natural to think that the plague is a natural punishment, even hundreds of years later, thousands of years later.
In fact, as early as the pre-Qin period, people realized that the source of the plague was rotting corpses, but the mainstream consciousness still regarded the plague as a bad omen.
After all, Du Hongchuan was a knowledgeable person, and patiently explained the principle that the corpse would produce an epidemic plague if it was not disposed of in time, Yang Tiantong nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "You mean, wait for the plague to break out, and then fight them?" ”
"Exactly!" Du Hongchuan seemed to be very proud of his plan.
"Yes...... But if the plague spreads to our tribe......" Yakulta held back a sentence for a long time, and he didn't even know if he should talk too much.
"Huh...... This matter is very easy," Du Hongchuan showed a meaningful smile, "If the people of this clan suffer from the plague, kill them immediately and bury them on the spot!" ”
Yang Tiantong and Yakult were shocked when they heard it, how could this person be so ruthless? That's the people of their tribe, just because they are innocently infected with the disease, they say they will kill them?
Even if the vicious Yang Yuan was alive, I am afraid that he would not make such a decision so easily.
Du Hongchuan naturally knew that the two of them were worried, so he took a sip of tea leisurely and said: "If you don't kill a person, you will cause more people to get sick, and only one person will be sacrificed...... Which is better? ”
"......"
As soon as Yakult opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Du Hongchuan: "Two, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!" A little sacrifice is worth it in order to win...... Since ancient times, it has been unheard of to win a war without sacrifice! If Yangjun really has the ambition to dominate, please let me see your determination! ”
Du Hongchuan only said a few words and turned against the guest, a little exchange, Yangtiantong became a savage in his eyes, relying on his excellent resourcefulness, it is easy to make Yangtiantong admire!
The previous awe is gone, after all, it is much easier to do things here than under Tho Fu.
Yang Tiantong's face was black, extremely ugly, walked around the hall twice, and said leisurely: "If there is no death, there is no life, just listen to you!" ”
"Big brother!"
"Military and political affairs, you don't have to say more!" Yang Tian Tong Chao Yakult shouted angrily.
"The Lord of Wisdom and Wisdom!" Du Hongchuan did not hesitate to start patting Yang Tiantong's ass.
“…… What else can you teach me? ”
"Yang Jun can only act according to the plan, and he will know after a while!"
……
He didn't know that corpses would produce plague, and neither did Murmur Cliff, but Taijia knew.
He's a veterinarian after all, and if he doesn't even know this, he's too unqualified.
After the tribe gained a little momentum, the white unicorn left the mound; He also has to go back to give Tho Fu his life, otherwise in addition to the disadvantage of sending troops, he will also be guilty of delaying the military plane. And the Thai armor went to find Qiu Luo at this time.
He took the risk of the so-called "killing his head" and asked Mao Qiu Luo to send troops to help bury the body, but this old guy did all kinds of things against him, and refused to let him die.
Of course, he didn't dare to say to Taijia, "I'm going to kill you!" This kind of thing, because he knows that in the end, it is just a slap in the face.
In desperation, Taijia could only clean up the body by himself, but what he didn't expect was that all the Qiang people who belonged to him came to help Taijia and approached him like relatives.
An elderly Qiang man pious bowed to Taijia and said, "I can't repay the kindness of the Son of God; After the body is buried, please come to the house as a guest, and we are willing to entertain you! ”
Under the leadership of the Qiang people, dozens of Qiang people surrounded the Taijia in the middle and bowed down reverently, as if they worshipped him as a true god.
Regardless of the era or nationality, the attitude towards the dead is almost unexpectedly unanimous. As the only Di people who are willing to settle their relatives, their position in the hearts of these Qiang people is naturally irreplaceable.
However, Taijia simply wanted to avoid the plague, although he took the opportunity to send a favor to the Qiang people.
"Everyone, please get up quickly, the most important thing is to place the body now, and other things will be talked about later!"
As Taijia's voice fell, he raised his hand and invited all the dozens of people up. As ordinary people who have left their hometowns, they have no choice but to surrender, and they are also very pitiful.
The Qiang people wiped away their tears, bowed to the Taijia with gratitude, and under the mobilization of the Taijia, they went to carry the corpse and bury it.
Because this place is located in the lower reaches of the Di people, in addition to the remains of the Qiang people, there are also many corpses of the Di people. Taijia saw some acquaintances, young and old, looking at their faces puffy from soaking in water, and sighed helplessly.
Mao Qiu Luo is really ruthless, in order to take revenge on the Qiang people, he doesn't even collect the corpses of his own people......
"Rest in peace......"
He patiently covered everyone's eyes, perhaps only in this way could he ease his guilt for not saving these people.
In the morning, the corpses of the two tribes were slightly integrated, a total of more than 200 people, and most of them were washed downstream and could not find traces. But they have done their best, and those who cannot be buried can only erect a wordless monument to talk about comfort.
This monument alone made the Qiang people cry for a long time.
After collecting the corpse, Taijia breathed a sigh of relief, he solved the problem so quickly, the plague will never happen, right?
But everything is as simple as he imagined, and that's good......