galloped all the way to the dock, the army took the waterway, and after reaching the shore, Xuanyuan Yi picked out a group of elite soldiers, and some generals were replaced by camels, and galloped again.

Along the way, Mu Bingyue wanted to speak several times, but he noticed it, accelerated even faster, the wind and dust were rolling, and Mu Bingyue was choked several times and couldn't speak.

Seeing the outline of the Devil's City, she still didn't find the right time.

She didn't know why Nangong Chen would take such an extreme path this time, but she knew that Xuanyuan Yi would not let them go easily this time.

The sun was scorching, and it was almost noon, Mu Bingyue and his party rushed to the Devil's City, if it weren't for the fact that things were wrong and wrong, Mujiazhuang's sites were kicked out of his borders by Xuanyuanyi, and they wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Mu Bingyue looked at the Devil City with a sigh, only three years have passed, but everything is different.

As far as the eye can see, the outline of the Devil's City is more than ten times larger than at that time, and the outer layer has also been sealed with a continuous mud wall, and there are people guarding the hanging tower.

Xuanyuan Yi secretly looked at her with shallow eyebrows, her eyes were lost, as if she was recalling the past, and her heart was suddenly unhappy.

The play that she and ruthless staged in the desert, although he didn't see it with his own eyes, but at this moment, seeing that her mind did not belong, it was clear that her heart was no longer here, which made him suddenly block a big stone in his heart.

Sima Han looked at the expressions of the two, and knew what they were thinking, and he also sighed in his heart, time has passed in a flash, and what has happened in just three years is more than what happened in any dynasty in the sky.

And their identities have changed so quickly.

Who would have thought that the bright and delicate woman that day was the mysterious person who created Mujiazhuang, and she not only became a favorite concubine in the future, but also subverted two dynasties, and now it has caused them such a big danger.

Although this incident did not start because of her, it was also caused by her.

Mu Bingyue's brows were tightly locked, and she was full of worries.

The Devil's City is no longer what it used to be, but is the hearty and heroic person of the past still there? Red Flame has been completely defeated, and he ...... What's in your mind?

When I got closer, I only heard the little soldier in the hanging tower shouting: "Who is down there? ”

All...... It's all different......

Mu Bingyue straightened up from her horse and stretched out her left arm, and the divine bead and the sunlight reflected each other.

The little soldier in the hanging tower was puzzled at first, and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly his eyes widened in horror.

He looked at her in shock, "But Miss Mu?" ”

Mu Bingyue nodded silently. The little soldier swept over her face, his head was clouded, and he didn't ask any questions, but waved his hand and shouted urgently, "Open the city gates, open the city gates quickly." ”

The city gate slowly opened, and Xuanyuan Yi led the horse to gallop in.

The little soldier who opened the door looked at the strange faces who had gone away, and asked them, "Who are these people?" "He's never seen it before.

"It's Miss Mu......" the little soldier in the hanging tower muttered distractedly.

"Who?" The soldier was confused, but for a moment he exclaimed, "The one carved in the city? ”

The soldiers upstairs nodded, but the eyes of the people below had already followed the group.

There is a statue taller than the castle tower in the devil's city, which is made of five-colored quarrying, and when the city is expanded, there are thousands of exquisite stonemasons to work together, and it took more than half a year to complete the carving.

The tall statue has always been regarded as a god by the people of the city, until the transformation of the Devil's City is completed, but they have never seen this legendary figure, and can only know from the older generation in the city how this goddess used to dig a gold mine in a ruined city.

Set up good halls and hold lectures, so that those who are homeless have a shelter from self-sufficiency and not being exploited by the war.

Xuanyuan Yi and his party quickly attracted the attention of the city, and Zheng Hao was also alarmed.

"A benefactor?" Zheng Hao's eyes widened, wanting to look more carefully.

Since the fall of the firmament and the settlement of the outcasts in the city, she has always corresponded with her by letters.

Sigh......

Xuanyuan Yilema stopped in front of Zheng Hao, he had never seen him, but the attitude of the crowd and Mu Bingyue's reaction let him know that this person was the city lord of Devil City.

Mu Bingyue cleaned up her chaotic thoughts, and with the help of Xuanyuan Yi, she jumped off the horse.

Looking away from the divine bead, Zheng Hao immediately bowed: "It's really a benefactor!" ...... The world is changing, how can a benefactor be? ”

The former sentence was amazed, but the latter sentence was already a little choked.

Mu Bingyue was as kind to him as a mountain, but she was in prison, but he was powerless to rescue her, he was really ashamed......

With just one glance, Mu Bingyue knew that Zheng Hao was still the same person in the past, and she was not turning a corner, she said directly: "There is an epidemic in the desert garrison, and rescue is urgently needed." ”

"Don't dare to disobey." Zheng Hao's expression was solemn, and he lowered his body again, "Although the benefactor commands, Zheng Hao will do his best." ”

Pestilence? Her appearance always seems to be able to connect all the people and water and fire!

Zheng Hao sighed a lot in his heart, and he didn't ask the reason, just waiting for her to be dispatched.

Zheng Hao's reaction made the team that followed Xuanyuan Yi secretly relieved. Although she knew that at this moment, Mu Bingyue would not have other dissenting intentions, but Zheng Hao was the city lord of the Devil City, and she was a tyrant in the desert, Mu Bingyue only said that the Devil City had reserves, but she did not say that she had a relationship with this difficult character, see you at this moment

The leader of the sand thieves bowed down to a woman, and although they had doubts, they did not dare to ask more.

Sima Han's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything. Only Xuanyuan Yi pursed his lips, I don't know what he was thinking?

Xuanyuan Yi's subtle movements did not escape Mu Bingyue's eyes, any of his emotions at this moment were related to tens of thousands of lives, how could she dare to miss it.

Seeing that he seemed reluctant to speak, she had no choice but to assert herself: "This matter requires the full cooperation of the people in the city......

Seeing that Mu Bingyue seemed to be embarrassed, Zheng Hao knew that she was afraid that these homeless people from the sky would hate her and be unwilling to cooperate, so he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the people in the city are willing to dispatch for the benefactor." ”

Some people who realized Mu Bingyue's identity also echoed at the moment, "I am willing to send it for my benefactor." ”

At this point, Mu Bingyue was no longer entangled, and immediately ordered, "Take out all the flying blue, pack them with medicinal materials for the treatment of cloud plague, clean silk, cloth, clay pots, food and clothes, and transport them to Mishawan as soon as possible......

Xuanyuan Yi's piece she didn't make sense yet, and at this moment she could only do his thoughts while preparing.

All of them were ordered, and they took action immediately. Zheng Hao let them go to the main hall.

Although he knew the man beside Mu Bingyue, he knew that he was the emperor of Xuanyuan Kingdom and the person who imprisoned Mu Bingyue by looking at his bearing and dress. Appearing here at this moment, and letting Mu Bingyue command and dispatch, this made him really a little puzzled, but this is not the time to say this.

Seeing that those city-dwellers were busy and gathered in the hall, Mu Bingyue had time to start explaining, "This epidemic will be contagious at close range, so we can only let those soldiers save themselves......

Hearing this frizzy general, he was about to speak violently, but he was intercepted by Sima Han on the side, and he had already signaled him with his eyes not to be impatient, and the general was panting heavily, but he was not mad.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were waiting for this batch of medicine, and it was impossible to say that they had already been infected, but she asked them to save themselves, and there was no medicine for them, how could they save themselves.

The other generals also looked unhappy.

I only listened to Mu Bingyue's eloquent words: "This epidemic is not a cure-free disease, ordinary typhoid medicine can be cured, but because everyone has no sense of protection, doctors and patients are frequently exposed to infection, the epidemic will spread, so as long as we take protective measures, so that the epidemic will not spread, and the medicine will be in place in time, the epidemic on the soldiers."

The disease gets rid of it quickly. ”

"You can say it's lightweight. Everyone knows that this disease will be transfected, but they don't send anyone to save it, isn't this leaving the soldiers to fend for themselves? The frizzy general couldn't help but speak when he heard this.

Another general also said: "Yes! If you don't send anyone here, how can you treat them? And how to control the epidemic? And how to achieve timely supply of medicine?

He asked three times in a row, but he asked what everyone thought, but Zheng Hao didn't even frown.

Sima Han glanced at it darkly. In his heart, he also guessed what Mu Bingyue thought.

"The most important thing in this epidemic control is not Langzhong, but isolation." Mu Bingyue didn't solve their doubts for the time being, "Even if the medicine is in place in time, the epidemic will still break out repeatedly." ”

The faces of the leaders condensed, this can put an end to the plague by separating people? There is no medicine and no medicine, doesn't this make their soldiers wait for death? What kind of heart did she press?

"People carry saliva when they speak and exhale and breathe, and this is also the first way for the epidemic to spread, so I ordered people to load several batches of cloth, which must be boiled at high temperatures, and everyone must cover the noodles, and they must not be removed from time to time, and they must be changed at least three times a day."

"The amount of food and water imported must also be boiled at high temperatures." She added.

Some of the generals frowned, not knowing why.

"The dwelling must be cleaned with burning charcoal before it can be occupied, and it must be cleaned more than twice a day, and those who are clearly infected with the epidemic must be doubled."

Dissatisfaction suddenly rose in the hearts of the generals.

What are these? I didn't say how to suppress it, but just blindly wasted people's static and material resources, what if it didn't work? Shouldn't you go to Lang Zhong to see a doctor and apply medicine first?

After doing so much useless work, if the best time to see a doctor is delayed, it is their people who die.

Mu Bingyue swept away the unhappy faces of the crowd, and continued: "Anyone who is infected with the epidemic or who has close contact with the sick must burn their clothes, clothes, bedding, and weapons with fire. ”

When they heard this, the disgruntled generals suddenly shouted in disbelief.

If the armor and weapons are burned, and the red flames are coming, won't they be slaughtered?

"It is very likely that there is a source of epidemic left on it, so it must be burned, and one must not be left unlucky, otherwise repeated infections and frequent epidemics will only fall short." Mu Bingyue's voice became serious.

Just now she was talking about epidemic prevention measures, the mouth, nose and imported food are cooked at high temperatures to kill the phytophag bacteria to a great extent, but if there are phytophag residues on their close objects, it will only cause them to be infected repeatedly.

The noise of the crowd miraculously subsided.

Looking at Bingyue's expression, Sima Han knew that greater difficulties were still to come.

"All dead soldiers must be gathered together and burned with fire." Leng Yu's voice hid a few hints of obscurity.

"How does this work?"

"Don't ......"

The voice that had just been quiet roared again.

Mu Bingyue knows very well that the people here all talk about the dead being buried in the ground, not to mention that digging out the dead again will make the soul of the deceased in the underworld restless, and it will also affect the yin virtue of the gravedigger, even the burning at the stake, and only the great traitors will use it to punish it.

These soldiers all sacrificed their lives for the country, and if they die and let them have no peace underground, then how can they go back to see their fathers and mothers and the people in the country?

"Patients infected with the plague will have a source of epidemic in their skin and blood, and after the corpse decomposes, a large number of mosquitoes and flies will be provoked, and one of them will fly to the army, but everyone has thought about the consequences?" Mu Bingyue's eyes sank, but her voice didn't dare to be angry, "In the place where the corpse is buried, it will be exposed after a few years by the wind and sand or the erosion of the torrential rain, then it will be one."

What a catastrophe? ”