"Someone is coming!"

Feng Wuyou rushed out of the tent like the wind.

Qian Yue was waiting at the side. Hearing the words, he immediately came over and said, "Your Majesty..." What's so urgent?

"Take someone with you and follow me to the river."

Feng Wuyou kept walking, walking towards the place where the horses were tied while talking.

Qianyue didn't dare to neglect and immediately went over to call for help. Yulong quickly followed with a team of Jinyu guards.

Nie Zheng saw it on the way and hurried over.

Zhuo Tianning's men were stationed at Qingyang Pass, which was not too far from Qingping Plain. For safety reasons, he still had to follow them.

Feng Wuyou rode his horse all the way to Luoxi.

"Qianyue..." "My subordinate is here."

"During the battle that day, where did the Donglin Army retreat to before you stopped pursuing it?"

Qianyue was with Fan Yu's people that day. When Fan Yu sent people to pursue them, Qianyue also went with them and knew exactly where they were returning.

Qian Yue immediately stretched out her hand and pointed forward in a direction and said, "It's about three miles away."

That day, Feng Wuyou ordered the bandits not to pursue him, so they didn't pursue him too far. They gave a symbolic chase and then stopped.

Feng Wuyou didn't say anything, just shook the horse's reins and headed downstream along the stream.

After walking for three miles, Feng Wuyou did not stop, but continued forward.

"Mother, I'm afraid it will be dangerous to go any further."

The distance between Qingpingyuan and Qingyang Pass is really not that far. If Zhuo Tianning has spies nearby and they suddenly attack, they only have so few people, and it will definitely be very dangerous.

"Don't worry, Zhuo Tianning doesn't dare to come out now."

Feng Wuyou didn't care: "Unless he wants the people of Donglin to be infected with the disease."

Although this epidemic has made them suffer a lot, is it not a good thing?

At least Donglin people are not immune to this disease like them, so at least during the epidemic, they dare not attack easily.

All they have to do is wait until enough people have died, the epidemic will pass naturally, and Yan Yun is weak and vulnerable.

Upon hearing this, Nie Zheng retreated silently.

Feng Wuyou was right, Zhuo Tianning didn't dare to come now.

Feng Wuyou walked downstream for another two or three miles, looked at the distance and said, "It's almost done."

"Everyone dismount."

Feng Wuyou dismounted first and asked the people who followed him to take the long poles they had brought with them, and they went to the stream together.

"Tightly cover your mouth and nose. Spread out and catch them for me."

After giving the order, although they didn't understand what Feng Wuyou was going to do, Jin Yuwei still obeyed the order and scattered along the stream, and started fishing in the water with the long pole they brought.

Their long poles are all specially made, with a hook at the front end, which is very suitable for fishing things in the water.

"Mother, what are we going to get?"

Yulong couldn't help but ask.

"We'll find out later."

Feng Wuyou did not reply, but kept staring at the stream.

Although she had some guesses, she had to see it in person before she could truly confirm it.

Yulong was full of questions, but Feng Wuyou didn't say anything, so she had to endure it and just urged her subordinates to work hard to salvage.

"Empress!"

A voice shouted.

Feng Wuyou heard the sound and looked over, only to see the soldier leaning back and pulling hard on the long pole. The front of the long pole was bent and hanging down, and something was obviously hooked underneath.

"Everyone disperse!"

Feng Wuyou shouted sharply and walked over quickly.

She asked everyone to retreat three meters away. She reached out and fished out a long pole in her hand. She went to the soldier, dipped the long pole into the water, and fished up with him.

"Empress..." Nie Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to take over. How could Feng Wuyou do anything like this?

"Stay where you are!"

Feng Wuyou didn't even look back and drank directly.

Has she not done anything for so long that everyone regards her as a waste?

She swept the long pole back and forth under the water, and when she realized she had hooked something, she asked the soldiers around her to leave as well.

The soldier was still unwilling, but after being glared at by Feng Wuyou, he reluctantly put down his long pole and retreated to the outside.

Feng Wuyou was slightly relieved, and raised his wrist upwards... clatter... there was a sound of water, and something was picked up by Feng Wuyou with a long pole and broke out of the water.

Feng Wuyou skillfully stretched out the pole and placed the items carried on it on the empty space that had been vacated from a distance.

"What?"

The people around him were already extremely curious and craned their necks to take a look.

The thing was a wet and swollen mass, and it had a pale white color that comes from being soaked in water for a long time. For a while, it was really difficult to identify it.

But some sharp-eyed people still recognized it, and immediately, several exclamations were heard in succession.

"It's human!"

"It's a dead person!"

At this time, everyone saw clearly that the thing picked out by Feng Wuyou was indeed a dead person.

He was wearing the uniform of the Donglin Army, and his body had begun to rot. Moreover, there were ropes tied to his body, and several large rocks were hanging from his body.

Obviously, someone didn't want the body to surface.

Feng Wuyou stared at the corpse, suddenly turned around and shouted: "Hui Jiu!"

A thin and small figure was pushed out, Hui Jiu shrank, unwilling to step forward.

Feng Wuyou didn't force him, but just asked: "Take a look, do you recognize him?"

Hui Jiu didn't want to look at it at all.

That was a dead person, and he died so horribly.

But he knew better that if he was of no use at all, Feng Wuyou might not want him at any time, and once Feng Wuyou lost attention to him, the rest of his life would definitely be difficult.

After all, this disease is related to him, and he might be torn to pieces by the angry family members of the patients.

Therefore, he suppressed his nausea and glanced forward.

A corpse that had been soaked for more than ten days could not even see its face.

Not only that, the rotten corpse that has been exposed to the world, whether it is the swollen skin or the pale flesh color, makes people just want to feel sick.

He looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly saw a patch of green on the skin somewhere on the body. He immediately nodded and said, "I know, this is a member of our tribe."

It was a person he knew, and he had a tattoo on his arm made of tree sap that was unique to the wilderness.

The tattoo is deep in color and goes straight into the skin. Even now that the tattoo is swollen, it can still be seen.

Sure enough.

Feng Wuyou threw the long pole in his hand and shouted: "Keep fishing."

At this time, everyone knew what they were going to get, and everyone felt strange and repulsive.

However, because of Feng Wuyou's order, no one complained.

Following Feng Wuyou's instructions, they wrapped their mouths and noses with cloth towels, avoided the place where the body had just been, and began to salvage it on a large scale.

Once a person was fished out from the bottom of the river, they did not fish them out immediately. Instead, they first hooked and walked for a while at the bottom of the river until they reached the position where Feng Wuyou was standing. Then they fished out the body and placed them all in one place.

The salvage process lasted for most of the day. They searched the entire area two to three miles up and down, and salvaged hundreds of corpses.

Don't stop until you really can't get anything out.

Hui Jiu followed Feng Wuyou. Every time he fished out a body, he carefully identified it and told Feng Wuyou the result.

Some of these people he knew, but most of them were still unrecognizable. Obviously, apart from the barbarians, the corpses of the Donglin Army's own people were also dumped here.

No wonder the Xiao Jiajun's spies on the front line didn't see the Donglin Army disposing of their own bodies, because they had already finished disposing of the bodies at the moment of their defeat.

Binding, tying ropes, dropping rocks... this is no small amount of work.

Zhuo Tianning had clearly been prepared for it.

He forced Fan Yu and others to Qingping Plain not to kill or injure them at all, but for Luo Xi.

It doesn't matter to Zhuo Tianning how the battle ends.
To be continued...