Jin Sui came out of the south gate, and then went south, passing through a forest. There are towering trees growing in it, and it is rarely visited on weekdays, and it is basically a place infested by wild beasts. Under a dead tree, there is a half-man-high tree hole, which is covered with dead branches and covered with snow, so it is not easy to find.

Not far away, there was the sound of fighting blades.

Listening to the voice, the battle did not last long. Soon, the sound of the blade died down, replaced by the sound of hurried footsteps approaching the tree hole.

The man familiarly picked up the dead branches and snow at the entrance of the cave with the long knife in his hand, and drilled in.

"The county lord said that there are only three days to live from the illness, we have to hurry, we must reach Luohe before nightfall." The man lifted a limp body on his back and immediately whistled his horse, "If you really don't have time to see the last face, I will have to burn your corpse." ”

The body on his back never responded, as if he was talking to himself.

"You hold on a little more." When the man had finished speaking, he tied the man to his horse, and then he jumped on the horse and walked away.

Adjacent to the Luohe River, above the line of Jinsui south to the city, there is a small city, called Qinghuai. At this moment, the news of the royal capital is already panicking.

The Queen Mother murdered King Ping's biological mother, Concubine Liang.

The king of Pingnan raised private soldiers with the intention of rebellion.

The Luohe plague, which died within three days of the onset of the disease, has no cure at present.

When these three things are put together, any of them are earth-shattering events. Now that all three are happening at the same time, people don't know what to do.

The murder of the Queen Mother has already happened.

King Pingnan's rebellion may happen in the future.

I don't even know if these two things are real.

Only the plague of the Luo River is happening, and it is only a city away from him.

Qinghuai had an outbreak of smallpox five years ago, and it was only because of a plague that it went from a large city of hundreds of thousands of people to a small place with only more than 60,000 people left.

Dead die, walk away.

At that time, in order to put an end to the spread of the plague, Qinghuai closed the city for a month, and many people died of illness. After the reopening of the city gates, people outside were afraid that there was still an epidemic in Qinghuai City, and they were reluctant to enter the city without anything important. And the people inside were afraid of being infected again, and the young and strong left home to make a living in other towns. Only the old and weak women and children were left, guarding an empty city, and there was no hope.

The city has lost its popularity, and it has become more and more depressed, and this vitality has not slowed down.

People who go out of the city are not having a good time, they stay incognito, and even change their accents, for fear that they will be known to be from Qinghuai, discriminated against, excluded or driven away by the owner.

Because the people of Qinghuai City have experienced it, they talk about the epidemic. When he received the news of the epidemic, he closed the city gates early.

At the south gate, an old man pushing a cart, wearing a coat and a hat was scolding at the city gate.

He said that he had business to do, and he had to go out of the city to deliver wine, and if this batch of orders was yellow, the year's rations would be gone. Who raises it when it is brought? Does the government support an old man like him?

The city guards guarding the gate felt that this old man was taking advantage of the government and scolded the government for being his son.

"Either you buy my wine for a fixed price, five hundred taels, or open the door and let me out of the city."

"Five hundred taels, old man, you rob it."

"If you want to stand in my way, I will come to you every day to scold, greetings and greetings to you up and down eighteen generations, anyway, you will not break the law."

A few recruits where are the opponents of the old rivers and lakes. The old man had gray hair and was quite old, and it was not easy to do it casually, so in desperation, he had to alarm the Governor's Mansion.

The city guards asked the captain, and when the lieutenant asked about the appearance of the characters, he was dressed, sighed, and waved his hand to let them go.

"You tell him that if you go out, don't come back." Captain Qinghuai was so angry that he took the case.

The guards should be.

The old man listened to the reply and smiled happily, "If you don't go back, you won't go back, it's good to be like this earlier, everyone is happy." Then he went out of the city, and on the cart he was pushing, dozens of sealed wine cans rattled with ping-pong bells.

South of Luohe City, outside the border.

The Pingnan army, which retreated from the west gate yesterday, found the forest outside the south gate in the dark.

Their tent was destroyed, so they had to borrow the tent of the Red Devil Camp.

Even though it was dawn, they stepped on the camp and were still mad.

The Red Ghost Battalion led a group of scattered soldiers, a total of 33,000 people as a vanguard army, and was completely wiped out in one night.

They carefully chose their foothold between corpses and corpses, and the more than 30,000 corpses were no longer indescribable as being full of corpses.

Almost every corpse had several arrows stuck in it, and when the arrows fell, they were stacked on top of each other.

The arrows were poisoned, the corpse's face was blackened, and the death was horrible.

"Carry the people and pile them up, leave a few as evidence, and burn the rest!" The leading lieutenant commanded the soldiers to carry the corpses, and everyone was silent, just clean up, and there was a good place to sleep tonight.

"I just looked, there is still steamed bread and ginger soup in the tent, we can eat it in a while to drive away the cold." A soldier in charge of the baggage carried the corpse's feet while talking to his comrades opposite, "It's good that we only have catapults to take care of, and you still bring so many arrows, and your arms and shoulders are sore from the rain of arrows last night, right?" Our battalion's Dr. Sun is a good hand at massage. If you look for him, don't look for someone else, and the more you push, the more you twist it. ”

The soldier on the opposite side, carrying the corpse by neck and shoulder, bowed his head and was silent.

The soldier looked and saw the golden turban pinned to his waist.

Oh, the Golden Ghost Camp probably disdain to speak with our Green Battalion.

He shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

"Just eat steamed buns." The man spoke suddenly, still keeping his head down, not looking at the road, as if just staring at the corpse's face, "Don't drink ginger soup." ”

The little soldier was stunned for a moment, and oh. I thought that the ginger soup must have been the first to follow the people of Jinying, and it would not be their turn. He just thinks about it.

"It's all to blame on the hateful Luohe soldiers." He pushed the baggage last night, and now he has to move the corpse again, he hasn't slept all night, he has nothing to eat, he is hungry and tired, "They are all Gu Fierce people, how can they be so ruthless." For fear that he would not die, he would be poisoned by the arrows. We will win this battle, and we will take the head of the demon girl inside to pay tribute to our slain soldiers. Kill for your life! ”

"Puff"

The person on the other side was unsteady in his hand, and threw the body to the ground, hitting his head on the ground, and there was a muffled sound.

"Brother, are you tired? Do you want to take a break? I'll carry this first? "The creeps are concerned. The archers who finished the golden ghost drew their bows again and again to cover for the brothers who were besieging the city. He was hungry and tired, and the golden ghost was not a real ghost, so he must be tired. What's more, he was accustomed to the physical work of transporting heavy loads, and thinking that the archers should not be as physically capable as he was.

"It's fine." The man was stunned for a moment, then silently lifted the corpse's shoulder again, and moved to the corpse mountain not far away without saying a word.

In the woods outside the east gate of the Luohe River, the Pingnan Army was resting. Two camp flags were planted in front of the tent. One side is the military flag of the Pingnan Army under the command of King Pingnan, and the other side is painted with a blue-faced ghost.

Inside the big tent, a man with a golden turban pinned to his waist was wearing a robe, sitting upright behind the desk, rubbing a silk book in his hand.

"Zhong Junshen, what did the prince say?" Several lieutenant generals on the side wore green scarves on their heads, and when they saw that he had not spoken for a long time holding the military order, they couldn't help but ask.

The man looked at the sound and put down the silk book in his hand.

The adjutant general of the green ghost hurriedly lowered his head to avoid his gaze, for fear of offending.

"Not a general's order." He raised his eyebrows coldly, and there was no emotion in his words, "The Queen Mother proposed that the forty-five officials of Jinsui and the prince have been stamped with private seals and launched a slaughter order. ”

The adjutant who questioned him was stunned.

"The plague of Luohe is spreading, Yelang official Yu Jinsui is sick but refuses to seal his feet, the fear of the epidemic is spreading, the Yelang official is wanted all over the country, and at the same time the slaughter order is launched, tonight, not a single living mouth can be left." After the man finished speaking, he stood up from the case and walked out of the big tent.

He looked into the distance, the gray tower of the Luo River, representing the beacon fire of the plague still in the sky.

Scold.

What a ridiculous war.