In the sixth year of Guanghe, there was a flood in Luoyang, the imperial capital, which was rare in a thousand years, flooding tens of thousands of fields, drowning millions of people, and piling up corpses outside Luoyang City, as high as thousands of zhang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three days later, a large number of Taoist priests wearing yellow scarves appeared in the area of the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, reciting the proverb in their mouths: "The emperor faints, the two sons fight, the heaven and the earth collapse, and the people die." ”

Under the pretext of a flood in the imperial capital and the death of millions of ordinary people, he preached everywhere that 'the sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious', announcing that the great Han spirit has been exhausted and will perish soon, and only by joining the Yellow Turban Road can the disaster be avoided.

All of a sudden, the Han people were panicked, the people's hearts were lost, coupled with the exploitation of the family, the common people who had long been unable to survive joined the Yellow Turban Dao.

The original number of Yellow Turban Dao, which was only tens of thousands of people, has skyrocketed to millions in just one month, covering one division in the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty.

The general He Jin and the seven heavenly generals wrote to the Yellow Turban Thieves, but the Emperor of the People did not adopt the general's opinion on the pretext of comforting the victims and burying the corpses to prevent the outbreak of the plague.

In desperation, He Jin led thousands of elite soldiers to inspect all sides on the grounds of rectifying the local garrison, preaching the force of the Han Dynasty and deterring the Yellow Turban thieves who intended to rebel.

Liu Ban originally wanted to follow his uncle to inspect all sides, and in the name of the general, recruit the unborn civil ministers and famous generals to serve him.

However, Yama seemed to see through his thoughts, and made a proposal to the human emperor to continue the war of sealing the country.

Although Liu Bian's teeth itched with hatred, he still led the Imperial Auxiliary soldiers to the Jishui area to fight with the Yulin Army led by Liu Xie.

"Ahem... Cough... The lord knows, why didn't the emperor agree to the general and send troops to suppress the Yellow Turban thieves? Xi Zhicai stared at the map, planning a strategy, and asked coldly.

He glanced around and saw that the roadside was full of rotting corpses, and countless ghost crows were screaming and pecking at the corpses, densely packed, as if laying a black tide on the earth.

The ghost crows, which often saw people coming and flying around, just raised their scarlet eyes, stared at them a few times, and then continued to tear at the yellow-black carrion.

Seeing this scene, Liu Wei sighed suddenly, and said: If it is a barbarian people, it doesn't matter how many people die, but these are the most pure Han people, the frontier is vast and sparsely populated, and originally wanted to migrate a group of people to enrich the feudal country, but now they are all dead on the side of the road, but it's a pity.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked with some uneasiness: "Mr. Zhicai, there are so many corpses on the road, and after the scorching sun, a large-scale plague will definitely break out. ”

"When I set out from Luoyang, my uncle had already left the capital, and the money and silk seized from Penglai Island had been used up, and there were no medicinal materials for treating the plague, so what countermeasures were there?"

After finishing speaking, there was a sudden commotion in front of the imperial auxiliary army, and Zhang Xiu led the Honghu Flying Cavalry to surround more than a dozen soldiers, aiming at them with an iron longbow, pulling the bowstring full, and preparing to attack.

Seeing this, Liu Yan immediately drove forward, majestically glanced at the people in conflict, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter!" ”

Zhang Xiu saw Liu Wei coming, put away the sneer on his face, and invited credit: "Lord, when I came back from investigating the information, I saw that these soldiers had black eyes and weak bodies. ”

"At the risk of death, the minister took a closer look and found that all of them had the plague."

More than a dozen soldiers looked at Zhang Xiu silently, and when he finished speaking, a lieutenant said weakly: "Lord, General Zhang is right, he has the plague." ”

"We know that once we are infected with the plague, it will cost a lot of money to cure, and the Lord has been so gracious to us, and now, it is a critical moment for war, so we will not cause trouble to the Lord."

"We have only one wish."

Liu Bi looked at them quietly, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, but in order to control the non-spread of the plague, he could only let them die.

Liu Wei pretended to be very embarrassed, gritted his teeth and said, "Say." ”

"I implore the Lord to kill Liu Xie and avenge us."

As soon as the words fell, these veterans who followed Liu Bian's expedition to fight against the Xiaoyang Barbarians, the East China Sea Clan, and the Penglai Army, and dozens of small battles, Huo Ran raised his spear and stabbed it at his throat.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a miasma dragon about dozens of zhang long roared and flew in, and the smoke was billowing and black, and it crossed the throats of the soldiers, and at an extremely fast speed, it drilled into their bodies.

A moment later, Xi Zhicai, who was sweating profusely, waved his arm, and the miasma dragon returned to the plague god flag, and the frail imperial auxiliary soldiers, their faces became a little ruddy, and they slowly stood up from the ground.

Xi Zhicai rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and coughed lightly: "Cough... Cough... My lord, one of the most important reasons why I want to get the plague banner in every possible way is that it can cure the plague of soldiers. ”

Liu Zhi's sad and joyless face bloomed with great brilliance, and he said happily: "How much can be treated?" ”

Xu Sheng, Gan Ning, and Zhang Xiu, when they heard this, their eyes also flashed with brilliance, and they laughed: "The most important thing to march across states and counties to fight is to carry heavy grain and grass, and the other is the prevention and control of water and soil and plague. ”

"Back then, the reason why the six Kwantung countries such as Qi and Chu failed to attack Qin was because of the strength of the Great Qin Tiger Division, and on the other hand, because the soldiers were not accustomed to the water and soil, and a large-scale plague broke out."

"Before the war began, nearly 200,000 troops died of illness, and the remaining armies of the six countries were sharply reduced in combat effectiveness and demoralization, so they were broken by the Qin army in one fell swoop."

Xu Sheng and the three of them stared at Xi Zhicai, and said solemnly: "With Mr. and the Plague God Flag, in the future, our army will conquer the Quartet, and the soldiers will at least be able to die by thirty percent." ”

Liu Wei stared at Xi Zhicai in amazement, and silently counted the number of people in his heart: "100,000 people and horses died 30,000 less, 500,000 horses died less than 150,000, and the million army died 300,000 less!" ”

Liu Wei was shocked by the huge number, his heart was very excited, he stepped forward and firmly held Xi Zhicai's hands, and was about to speak, but saw Xi Zhicai shaking his head slightly, and coughed lightly: "Cough... Cough... With my current realm, I can heal dozens of people at most, and even if I step into the realm of heaven and man, there are only a few thousand. ”

Xi Zhicai looked around, the corpses were piled up like mountains, the bones were like the sea, and under the backdrop of the undulating cries of ghosts and crows, it was like a ghost domain, and he sighed: "Once the plague breaks out, thousands of people will be infected at every turn, and with my modest efforts, it is just a drop in the bucket." ”

When Liu Wei heard this, the vigorous and heroic appearance on his cheeks did not diminish but became much stronger, and his eyes stared at him fiercely: "All plagues can be cured?" ”

Xi Zhicai looked at the joy on Liu Yan's face, a little puzzled, and nodded: "As long as it is a plague that has appeared since ancient times, the plague god banner can be cured." ”