This disease is neither smallpox nor any disease they are familiar with.

But the terrible degree is far better than smallpox.

But the bad news is far more than that. News came from the Dashi Capital that all the descendants left by Yi Zhixie died of illness.

Drawing a knife to cut off the water directly cut off Yi Zhixie's roots.

After hearing the news, the people from the Subu clan said in despair: "Bei Nu, there is no hope!"

What is despair?

This is despair!

Although no one said that, they all knew in their hearts that this must be Qin Mo's revenge.

Qin Mo was so cruel that he broke their spine and knees before others came.

Cut off their way forward.

They seemed to see a demon coming towards them.

A big hand has been squeezed over.

However, there is no way to make things happen.

"Shanyu, we shouldn't be greedy!" The people of Lan family regretted: "If you don't provoke Qin Mo, there will be such a disaster there. Qin Mo wants to destroy us!"

......

At this time, Li Xin and others had retreated to a relatively safe position.

The Spy War Department sent a retreat notice, and within a few days, the news of Yi Zhi's death spread.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of northwestern slave soldiers suffered from smallpox, and then the guards in the city were assassinated and beheaded.

Among the urgent reports, the person who cannot be ignored is Li Yongmeng.

Li Xin looked at the latest urgent report and distributed it to others to circulate it, "Yi Zhixie's seed is destroyed!"

Dou Xuanling stroked his beard and said, "Northwest slaves are not a problem!"

Tang Jian was even more happy, "It's great. Now the Northwest slaves can no longer jump around. Why don't we send troops to pick up the ready-made ones?"

"No, it would be fine if this disease is just smallpox. Our Daqian soldiers are not afraid of smallpox.

At present, a large number of soldiers from Northwest slaves have died, and their bodies are piled up like mountains. I am afraid there will be a plague, so we should be more cautious." Li Xin said.

"Plague? How could there be a plague in this cold day?" Tang Jian said.

"Will there be no other diseases without plague?" Li Xin said: "Now Li Yongmeng has dig the roots of Northwest slaves, and Northwest slaves are no longer in a state of climate.

We are not a combat squad, so we should leave this to Duke E and others. We just need to wait here for good news to come!"

"What the men in the county are right!" Dou Xuanling echoed: "The most important thing at the moment is to protect ourselves. I have reported it urgently. Let us strengthen our protection, wear masks, wash our hands frequently, and avoid crowds gathering.

Once someone finds vomiting and high fever, they need to be isolated.

This is not a joke. The Medical Journal said it is very clear that the transmission routes of epidemics are better. As long as we protect ourselves, we will be the biggest victory!”

Tang Jian sighed. Although credit is important, life is even more important!

"Okay, I wanted to do my best to the country, but I could only take into account the overall situation first!" Tang Jian said regretfully.

No one exposes his thoughts, and after a brief meeting, everyone leaves.

Li Xin found Dou Xuanling and said, "If Li Yongmeng had this ability, Su Yun would have won!"

Dou Xuanling pressed his voice and said, "Seeing through and not talking about it is the best way to deal with it. No wonder this kid hasn't seen anyone for so long.

I guess the war is over when he gets here.

In this way, the credit will not fall on him.

Moreover, it takes so much time to march from Lingnan for thousands of miles.
Chapter completed!