Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 986 Corpse plague poison

   Just as Fei Qian was facing some inexplicable problems in Pingyang, the people in Guanzhong ushered in an extremely rapid plague.

   When the plague first started, not many people cared.

  People just don't get it.

  Unknowingly, the plague came.

  At the beginning, people thought it was the weather. When the disease spread and more and more people were infected with the plague, people suddenly realized that the claws of the plague had reached their eyes!

   During this period of time, the battle in Guanzhong was too concentrated.

  Sucheng is not bad. After Feiqian finished the battle, he ordered his soldiers to tidy up. Now, the government functions of the central court have been shut down. As a result, in many places, corpses are everywhere, and no one cares at all.

  Plagues mostly originate from the decay of corpses. Among all the corpses of animals and plants, humans eat all kinds of things, so they accumulate the most toxins. Once they accumulate and rot, the bacteria and toxins produced are quite terrifying.

  In fact, the plague was not unfamiliar to the people of the Han Dynasty strictly speaking.

   One of them had a far-reaching impact, even affecting the order of the entire government, which may have caused some deviations in history, and it was a plague during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

  Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's obsession with the Huns finally made the Huns unable to afford it. During the Zhenghe period, the Xiongnu made people tie horses in front of the pass, and then expressed their willingness to give these horses and livestock to the Han people as a goodwill...

   These war horses and livestock are actually said to have been "cursed by the witch", that is, cursed by the Hu Wu of the Huns. In fact, they were infected with some diseases that exist on the grasslands but not in the Han. Then these war horses and livestock were sent to Guanzhong, and then the plague broke out.

   This plague was swift and long-lasting, and continued to break out until the later period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Due to limited knowledge, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty believed that the epidemic came from the Hu Wu of the Huns and their curse, so he became vigilant against the Hu Wu including the so-called witchcraft, and immediately issued an edict to "prohibit the Hu Wu temple, and search for it", and then sent many times The imperial envoy "Zhizhi Embroidered Clothes Envoy" arrested Hu Wu across the country.

In the second year of Zhenghe, Gongsun Jingsheng, the son of Prime Minister Gongsun He, was accused of being a witch, cursed Emperor Wu, and committed adultery with Princess Yangshi. Gongsun He and his son were imprisoned and died. punish.

Later, because of the gap between Jiang Chong and the prince Liu, he took the opportunity to frame the prince, and framed the prince with four people including the case Dao Hou Han Shuo and the **** Su Wen. The prince was afraid and raised troops to kill Jiang Chong. Wei Zifu and Prince Liu Ju committed suicide one after another, implicating more than 100,000 people.

   Later, under the comfort of the three elders of Huguan, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty suddenly realized, but it was too late to regret, so he vented his anger on the people who participated in the murder of Liu Shi. Relevant figures were killed or committed suicide for various reasons, and the killing was widely implicated. The royal relatives and prominent officials shocked the high-level regime of the Han Dynasty at that time, and the country was shaken.

The original prince Liu Ju was kind, generous, gentle and cautious. Emperor Wu of the Han thought he was not like himself, but perhaps Liu Ju was more suitable as the candidate to clean up the mess of Emperor Wu of the Han, and if his mother, Mrs. Wei, was not because of the witchcraft Perhaps under the pressure of the Wei family, the Huo family may not have become so arrogant that they cannot be controlled in the end.

  But all the assumptions were wiped out along with the plague.

  Han people used to call the plague typhoid, because these patients would feel unwell at first, accompanied by fever, and then they would have symptoms such as burning forehead, red and swollen eyes, ulceration and bleeding of throat and tongue, difficulty breathing and foul smell.

When the pain continues to spread, the virus will infect the entire lung, and the patient will start to cough violently for a long time and it is difficult to contain it. In addition, he will also sneeze and his voice will become hoarse. Along with the beginning of repeated vomiting, it means the virus is coming. It spread violently, and at the same time possessed a strong ability to infect...

Once bacteria and fungi trigger inflammation inside the body, high fever will be generated, and this high fever will be accompanied by the functional failure of the internal organs of the body, which will be manifested externally. In the late stage, it will explode on the surface of the body Some small blisters, pustules, bleeding, and even ulceration.

Faced with such a disease, neither ordinary people nor doctors at this time are capable, they can only sit and wait for the patient's own resistance to take effect, but in the face of this ferocious germ, most people have no ability. Rebellion became the purse of death.

  Even high officials and dignitaries are no exception.

  Huangfusong has already started coughing. Today, it is already the third day of his coughing, and he feels hot between his chest and abdomen, but there is not much heat when he reaches out to touch, his throat is swollen, there is a lot of mucus, and it is very difficult to swallow saliva. Coughing is like coughing up all the internal organs in the body...

   "My fate... is not long..." Huangfu Song said weakly, half lying on the bed, "I didn't die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of the epidemic... This is God's will..."

   "Uncle!" Huangfu Li kowtowed to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

  In a daze, Huangfusong felt as if he had returned to Quyang.

   Blood everywhere.

   Corpses are everywhere.

  A few red-eyed crows were up and down unscrupulously, pecking at carrion, staring at **** eyes, and laughing coldly.

  Standing on the city wall of Quyang County, Zhang Bao had loose hair, wielded a long sword in his hand, and pointed at Huangfusong like a halberd: "Huang Tian is above! You will surely die!"

   "..." Huangfu Song rolled his eyelids, then waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

   Soldiers are like ants.

  Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

   Zhang Bao finally died in battle, and his head was sent to Huangfusong.

  Huangfusong squinted at Zhang Bao's head, expressionless.

   "General! How should we deal with more than 100,000 soldiers in the city?"

  Huangfusong said calmly: "Why do you want to surrender the crowd? They are all thugs, and they will all be beheaded to build a Beijing temple."

   "... General, this... Wei! Please follow the general's order."

Huangfusong withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Zhang Bao's head in the wooden box. Just when a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he saw Zhang Bao's head suddenly opened his eyes, black blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and instantly It is full of the whole wooden box, flowing down along the edge of the wooden box...

Before Huangfusong stood up in surprise, the whole world was already black and red, and there were countless hands deep in the stinky sea of ​​blood, some were old, some were young, some were plump, some were muscular, all of them They all caught Huangfusong himself, and dragged him bit by bit to the depths of the red-black sea of ​​blood.

  Huangfusong struggled violently, but couldn't get away.

   "Uncle! Uncle!" Huangfu Li looked at Huangfusong who was on the bed and suddenly twitched, stood up involuntarily, and shouted to the outside of the room, "Doctor, where is the doctor?!"

  As soon as Huangfu Li finished speaking, he heard Huangfu Song let out a long breath on the bed, and then he relaxed and never moved again...

  ………………

  Zhu Jun frowned tightly, watching the civilian husband transport car after car of corpses out of the city.

  The civilian husband dragged his feet and pulled the cart with difficulty, like a living zombie, dragging various shapes of evil spirits, grinding out a few imprints in the mortal world.

   On the vehicle, it may be a bump, or it may be a hallucination. Zhu Jun can even see a few hands that are like withered branches in the air, and they seem to be trembling slightly.

   Even animals seem to be aware of the danger of the plague. The wild dogs that used to gather in groups in the wilderness seem to have disappeared.

There are too many people who died one after another, and there is no time to bury them one by one. They can only dig a big pit, and then pour one corpse after another into it, and finally fill it up before burying it. Dig new pits.

  In the whole of Xinfeng, many corpses that were too late to clean up had to be piled up on the streets. The whole city seemed to be completely decayed, and even the houses in the city seemed to be exuding an unspeakable stench.

  Just took advantage of the internal strife among Xiliang soldiers to take down Xinfeng, but suddenly suffered such a heavy blow.

   Originally, Xinfeng was not easy to fight, because although Zhu Jun had a large number, the cavalry did not have the advantage. Unexpectedly, for some reason, Li Jue and Ma Teng attacked each other, and the two led the soldiers to fight each other in Xinfeng City. Unprepared, Ma Teng was blocked by Li Jue in the government office in the city. Li Jue besieged the government office and attacked forcibly, while Ma Teng's soldiers outside the city attacked the periphery in an attempt to rescue the besieged Ma Teng, and there was chaos inside and outside the city...

   It turned out that Zhu Jun and the others just picked up a bargain.

  When Zhu Jun led the troops to press up, Li Jue had just killed Ma Teng, and before he had time to clean up the mess, he withdrew from Xinfeng when he saw something was wrong.

  But before Yang Biao, Zhu Jun and others celebrated, the plague struck with lightning speed and broke out suddenly, catching Zhu Jun and others by surprise.

  Facing the unseen, unpredictable, and unknown method to resist the virus, the morale of the soldiers dropped to a freezing point. If it weren't for Zhu Jun's reputation, he might have defected.

  While Zhu Jun was inspecting the city wall and setting up defenses, suddenly there was some movement in the city, and Yang Biao, who was waiting for more than a dozen guards, also came to the top of the city.

  After the two parties met the ceremony, Yang Biao was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Gongwei, I just got rewarded, General Yizhen is dead..."

  Zhu Jun opened his eyes wide: "What, Yizhen..."

  Yang Biao shook his head slightly and sighed: "It's true that God is jealous of talents..."

   Both of them fell silent for a while.

  Although Yang Biao felt that Huangfusong had made a mistake in the previous commanding process, and the commander's incompetence affected the three armies, but after all, he was a bit sad.

  However, Yang Biao's sadness was more due to his own considerations. After all, Huangfusong was more or less a veteran in the army, so his death would more or less affect the morale of the Chinese army.

   Zhu Jun's feeling was even stronger, and somewhat different from Yang Biao's. After all, he and Huangfusong were comrades-in-arms in a certain sense.

  In the seventh year of Guanghe, the yellow scarves spread and became out of control. All court ministers recommended Zhu Jun, saying that he had talent. Therefore, the imperial court appointed him as You Zhonglang General, holding the festival, and went out with Huangfusong.

  However, the battle was not all smooth sailing. At the beginning of the battle with the yellow turban bandit Bocai, the yellow turban bandit's morale had not been completely tortured. Correspondingly, the morale of the imperial army was not high, so failure became an inevitable result.

However, the Yellow Turbans are still a rabble after all. With the advantage, Huangfusong's fire in Changsha burned the Yellow Turbans' dreams of another day, and more importantly, broke the myth of the Yellow Turbans' invincibility and strengthened their strength. After that, the situation suddenly reversed. Even though the Yellow Turban resisted tenaciously, it could not save the defeat.

  And now, the person who set the fire can no longer maintain the candle of his own life...

  The past is like a dream, but in the blink of an eye, the world has changed.

  Yang Biao covered his nose and mouth with a piece of incense-scented silk, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Gongwei, you can't stay here for long, you must lead the troops to Beijing quickly!"

   "March into Chang'an?" Zhu Jun hesitated.

   Right now, not only the people in the city, but also many soldiers in the army are sick. Under such circumstances, how can they march?

  Plague, in Zhu Jun's previous military career, he had encountered it before, but this time it was more ferocious, so ferocious that he felt a little caught off guard...

  On the outskirts of the barracks outside the city, there is an additional circle surrounded by wooden fences. At a glance, it looks like a pustules bulging on the head of the original barracks.

  In the "pustule" of this military camp, there are all sick soldiers.

   No one manages, and no one dares to manage.

The original dozen or so tents were no longer enough, but no one added them. The soldiers of the rear battalion would carry the rice and soup buckets to the door of the wooden fence for two meals a day, and then they would eat them far away. Aside from that, the half-dead sick soldiers in the fence are dragged in, and dragged out after eating.

  This wooden fence is like a wall of life and death that separates the living from the dead, and entering the fence means that death is not far away.

  Originally there was only one wooden fence like this, but as the number of sick soldiers increased, a second one had to be built, and then a third...

   "If it can't be done," Yang Biao didn't care to cover his mouth and nose, and got closer, gritted his teeth and said, "They all died here!"

  In addition to the sickness of the soldiers, there is a more critical point. The plague broke out, and Tongguan was the hardest hit area. This means that all Hongnong's supplies cannot be transported...

  Even if it takes a lot of hard work to bring food and grass, will anyone dare to eat it?

  In the past few days, most of the surviving rural Wubao nearby have also moved with their families, going to Jingxiang through Wuguan, or going to Hanzhong through Chencang Road. In the face of the plague, no one will have any luck, because even if they are huddled in the Wubao, will the surrounding cultivated land need to be taken care of by tenants, and who can guarantee that these tenants will not be infected? On the plague?

  So now, Yang Biao and Zhu Jun can’t go in. There may still be some hope for marching. If they don’t march, it’s tantamount to waiting to die...

  After a long time, Zhu Jun finally nodded in agreement, and then called the messenger: "Go on the order! Set off tomorrow, and the soldiers will go to Chang'an!"

  (end of this chapter)