The group rushed to the nearest county seat, rested a little, changed to a larger carriage by the way, and began to hurry non-stop.

The weather was not really good at all, and it rained from time to time, even if it didn't rain, the weather was very hazy. Near Dengzhou, the weather is getting worse and worse. There were also a lot of shocking bones on the road, most of them escaped from Dengzhou, and they froze to death and starved to death halfway.

Looking at all this in front of him, Qin Fengwu's heart was desolate. His hand tightly grasped the coat on his body, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Jimo Zhantian put his arm on her shoulders and whispered in her ear.

She lowered the window and said lightly, "It's nothing, I feel a little sad." This is already the case outside the city, and you can see what it is like inside the city. ”

After hearing this, Jimo Zhantian's gaze also became a little distant.

When they came to the outside of Dengzhou City, the officers and soldiers of the whole city were on guard and did not let anyone come out. The people of the city, who were not yet infected with the plague, wailed and begged the officers and soldiers to let them out, they did not want to wait for death in the city. You must know that one of the three imperial doctors sent by Modu is dead, and one has also been infected. The remaining one was even more helpless and useless.

Qin Fengwu slowly stepped out of the carriage, and there was still a drizzle in the sky. When I looked up, I saw an oil-paper umbrella above my head. Looking back, I saw Jimo Zhantian holding an umbrella and looking at himself gently.

"Let's go."

"Stop, the whole city is under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave." Two officers and soldiers in robes blocked their way. The two dripping silver spears were pressed against him.

Qin Fengwu frowned, very unhappy.

"Get out of the way." Jimo Zhantian shouted at them domineeringly.

The cold on his body was colder than this day, and the officers and soldiers shivered. He said with difficulty: "It's not that I won't let you in." Rather, there was a plague here. If you go in, you will not be able to get out. ”

They were kind enough to persuade them, but they did not thank them in return.

Qin Fengwu smiled coldly: "We know that we are here for disaster relief. ”

Their words and the domineering aura exuded from them can't help but be convincing. The officers and men unconsciously moved out of the way. Let them in.

But at this moment, the people seized the opportunity to flee. The scene was extremely chaotic all at once.

"Hikoichi, Subai, Sulan stopped them." Qin Fengwu shouted loudly.

She knew it was cruel, but she also knew that she couldn't let them out if she wasn't sure if they were infected with the plague, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

Those ordinary people were stopped, crying and scolding Qin Fengwu: "You demons, why do you want to cut off our way of life." You're trying to force us to death. ”

What's more, he grabbed the mud on the ground and threw it at Qin Fengwu and them. Jimo Zhantian quickly took the umbrella with one hand, circled Qin Fengwu, and protected her tightly.

Qin Fengwu felt a lot of unbearable in his heart. But more people were affected, and she had to do it.

"Are you sure you're not infected with the plague? Do you know that if you don't let you out, it is not to force you to die, but to let more people live. Do you know that letting you out may harm more people? Can your conscience be at ease? Whoever dares to go out, I, Qin Fengwu, will kill him first. It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to spare one. Qin Fengwu shouted at them.

The common people looked at each other, lowered their heads one after another, and stopped what they were doing. At this moment, an old man led a thin little girl out. They looked so weak in the drizzle that the little girl's lips turned purple from the cold.

The old man trembled and said, "That's what the girl said, but we're really afraid of you!" You don't know how terrible this plague is. I don't want my poor granddaughter to be burned in such a brutal manner as her father, without even a corpse, without even a cemetery. As he spoke, a stream of tears flowed down.

The people listened and wept uncontrollably.

Qin Fengwu pushed away Jimo Zhantian's hand, stepped forward quickly, took off his coat, and shook it handsomely. draped over the little girl's body. The little girl stared at her big eyes and was slightly stunned.

She smiled and patted her head: "Sister won't let you die." ”

"Rest assured, the silver materials and medicinal materials for disaster relief are already on their way and will arrive soon. I, Qin Fengwu, promise you that I will advance and retreat together with you to fight against this plague. ”

"How can you believe you empty-handed?"

"This king is here, who dares not to believe it." Jimo Zhantian finally couldn't help but shout. looked at the group of flat-headed people in front of him with questioning expressions on their faces. His anger does not come anywhere. I wanted to beat them all up, but I didn't dare to believe Wu'er's words.

The Weiya emanating from his body only stood there for a moment, and the frightened people were weak, and the farther away the better.

"Wang ...... King...... Rajah. The officers and soldiers were obviously a little afraid, and at the same time they were frightened by his coldness.

Jimo Zhantian took out the seal representing his identity, and everyone knelt on the ground. At the same time, they are aware. The imperial court has not yet given up on them. Even the King of War, the battlefield killer was sent to provide disaster relief. It was as if they saw the dawn of hope. Shouting:

"Lord Wang, save us, save us."

Qin Fengwu was shocked by the desire of this group of people to survive. I silently swore in my heart that I would defeat this plague. Save the people and the fire and water.

The perseverance in her eyes burst out like a flame, warming everyone.

"Sister, can you save us?" The old man's granddaughter looked at Qin Fengwu expectantly, with the innocence of a child.

She smiled slightly, "Yes." ”

Everyone gave way one after another, as if they had said yes, and tacitly gave way to the way into the city, and no one was clamoring to escape. One by one, they followed behind Qin Fengwu and returned to the city. In fact, they also understood what Qin Fengwu said. Trying to escape is just a desire to survive.

After entering the city, I found that the inside of the city was several times more desolate than the outside of the city. There were only a few people in the originally bustling streets, and most of the people gathered in the government office in order to get the supplies as soon as possible. There is also the panic of the corpses that the officers and soldiers have carried out from the post station one after another.

And the only prefect trusted by the people hid in the government and never appeared. The people waited for him to come out and distribute food and medicinal herbs.

Qin Fengwu was also the first time she had seen such a scene, and her heart was not afraid, but more shocked and sad. I really don't know how many people died here before I even came.

"Do all the prefects here eat dry rice?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Fengwu was furious, and couldn't help but burst into foul language.

rushed forward, defeated the officers and soldiers guarding the door in three or two clicks, rushed into the mansion, grabbed the prefect's clothes, and asked fiercely: "The people outside have nothing to eat, so you don't care?" ”

Qin Fengwu's fierceness really frightened the prefect, and he knelt down tremblingly and begged for mercy, he had long lost the backbone of a man, and said with a sad face: "Such a girl, it's not that the stupid officials don't care, but there is no food in the city, and the food outside the city has not been delivered, so there is no way." The official has no face to face the people, so he can only hide. ”

"How can there be no grain and an autumn harvest?" Jimo Zhantian obviously didn't believe it, not to mention that the people outside made Qin Fengwu look uncomfortable, and he would only get worse as a prince. With a calm face, the whole person looked at the prefect expressionlessly. He was more terrifying than angry.

The prefect looked at the two Buddhas in front of him and slowly knelt down.

From his mouth, he learned that it was supposed to be the harvest season, but it rained again and again, and a lot of rice was lost by the rain, and then the weather suddenly became cold and fast, and the sun was not seen all day. Eventually, there was a flood that drowned the crops. This year it was a no-harvest harvest. reported to the imperial court, opened the granary, and then transferred some grain from other counties, thinking that he could survive this winter, but he didn't think that the flood did not stop, and it rained coldly, and then the plague occurred. Those who are outside cannot get in, and those who are inside cannot get out. This is not big, but Dengzhou, which is not small, suddenly became a dead city. The food and supplies distributed by the imperial court were simply not enough. Seeing dead people being carried out all day long, his heart felt worse than anyone else.

"Let me ask you, where are those imperial doctors sent by the imperial court?" After Qin Fengwu heard this, his anger was not so great. She is not in a hurry to get food and medicinal materials, she believes that Gu Shaoqing will be able to handle this matter well. The most important thing now is to find the source of the plague.

"At the post station, where are the doctors in the city, but this plague is coming, and the doctors are also sick and dying." As he spoke, his tears couldn't stop holding. He wanted to help, but he was also afraid of death.

"Lord, let's go to the post station. It is imperative to contain the spread of the plague. Qin Fengwu let go of the prefect's hand, turned his head and said to Jimo Zhantian.

"Lord, are you the prince?" After the prefect learned that Jimo Zhantian was the king of war, he looked at him expectantly, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and his face suddenly had energy.

Jimo Zhantian looked at him coldly and nodded lightly. He doesn't like people who are so greedy for life and afraid of death. His eyes were full of disdain.

"Xiaguan Hang Bingzhi knocked to see the prince, and Xiaguan led you over." The prefect suddenly became lively, and he had completely lost the malaise he had just now.

On the way to the post station, I learned from the mouth of the prefect of Hangzhou that the plague came suddenly, and it stands to reason that the plague should be in a village with more rats, but the first outbreak was in Dengzhou City, and then spread to nearby villages outside Dengzhou. It has long been heavily guarded by officers and soldiers. Now the people in it are basically dead, and the sickness is even more tragic than in the city. Anyway, there are still some medicinal herbs in the city, at least they can be used for some purposes.

Listening to his babbling words, Qin Fengwu felt more and more that something was wrong here, as if he had planned it in advance.