Chapter 493 Guo Jia is infected

Guo Jia's heart was warm and he nodded and agreed. He didn't know what was going on yesterday. He felt that he was top-heavy and light-footed, and his walking was also a little light. Thinking of the situation when the soldiers in the army were infected with the plague, Guo Jia's face suddenly became extremely bad.

After receiving the soldier's order, Hua Yu did not dare to neglect it. He hurried over. After taking Guo Jia's pulse, his face changed slightly and motioned Jia Rong to speak aside.

"Hua Lao, what's wrong with Fengxiao?" Jia Rong asked.

"Lord, if I expected it, the military division should have been infected with the plague." Hua Yu whispered.

Jia Rong's face immediately turned pale and retorted, "Impossible."

"Lord..." Hua Yu wanted to stop talking.

"Anyway, you must cure Fengxiao, otherwise I will only ask you." Jia Rong said with a pale face.

"I will try my best."

"It's not trying your best, but it must be cured." Jia Rong repeated.

Hua Yu shook his head slightly. Guo Jia also knew the importance of Jia Rong, but the plague also had a serious illness, and he was not sure that he could completely cure a person infected with the plague.

Despite Hua Yu's advice, Jia Rong came to Guo Jia and said, "Feng Xiao, Hua Lao said that you were infected with wind and cold. Let's go and treat him first. I'll do what's closed."

Guo Jia nodded and said, "Thank you, Lord, you have nothing to do, or..."

"Let you treat it. Where did you get so much nonsense? Hua Lao, use the best medicine." Jia Rong turned his head away from him.

Guo Jiagong left. In fact, when he saw Jia Rong's performance, he already had a plan in his heart.

"Filial filial piety." Jia Rong looked at Guo Jia's back and shouted.

Guo Jia looked back at Jia Rong puzzledly.

"You must be fine. I'll see you later." Jia Rong waved his hand to signal Guo Jia to leave.

"Lao Hua, have I got the plague?" In a clean tent, Guo Jia asked.

"The military division has thought too much and treated the disease well." Hua Yu said.

"Don't hide it from me, I already know." Guo Jiadao.

Hua Yu sighed and said, "Master, the lord has given the order to die. He must cure you."

"Life and death have life and wealth in heaven. Even if it is death, there is nothing terrible. The only thing I care about is the princes outside the customs." Guo Jiawei closed her eyes.

"Military, I will do my best to treat you." Hua Yu said.

Guo Jia suddenly got up and grabbed Hua Yu and said, "You have a bad idea. Why do you want to harm the master?"

Hua Yu was shocked and said hurriedly, "The military division must not talk nonsense. I am loyal to the lord. How can I do anything unfavorable to the lord?"

"Then you know that I was infected with the plague and still let the lord come close to me. Isn't it uldeed?" Guo Jia asked.

Hua Yu sighed and said, "I didn't persuade you. It's just that the lord asked you to talk to you in person."

Guo Jia let go of Hua Yu's hands and sat on the ground with a face like ashes. The plague made people talk about it. He was a military advisor and was also afraid of death. When he was young, he still wanted to show his fists in the Xiliang army and make suggestions for Jia Rong. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Guo Jia's affairs made Jia Rong feel extremely uncomfortable. Guo Jia joined the Xiliang Army later than Jia Xu, but his own talent was quickly recognized by the generals and officials, and the kings and ministers knew each other.

The soldiers in front of Li Ru attacked Hanguguan with complete blood. They were abandoned children, but they could shine at the last moment, so that their families could be taken care of because of their death and get some pensions.

"Attack!" Li Ru ordered.

The flag danced, and thousands of soldiers resolutely attacked Hangu Pass with the rumble of war drums, and the ladders were skillfully set up on the top of the city by the soldiers.

"Pray!" When the allied soldiers entered the best range of the crossbow, Jia Rong did not hesitate to give the order.

The crossbow arrows covering the sky and the sun roared towards the allied soldiers. Their eyes were carefree and happy. They had already put life and death aside. How could they care about this life-threatening crossbow? Attacking Hangu Pass is lifeless.

The crossbow almost took the lives of half of the soldiers. The ladder on the head of the city was also pushed by the Xiliang army in an orderly manner. The allied soldiers were tigers who pulled out their teeth. Except for wielding a few weapons to scare the timid, there was no deterrent.

On the battlefield, the sacrifice of the allied soldiers was particularly tragic. There was no cover of archers, no wells, no rushing cars, and no heavy infantry. They relied on their flesh and blood bodies to shake the elite Xiliang Army with their bodies.

Li Ru's expression was gloomy, and the battlefield was fierce, which only made his eyes narrow slightly. In his opinion, as long as a soldier climbed the wall, even if the battle was won, it would be better to be broken than the tiles, which was a portrayal of Li Ru's heart at this time.

No matter how brave the Xiliang Army is, Li Ru doesn't believe that they can still live under the infection of the plague.

In the Han Dynasty, the plague was almost insoluble, and no wonder Li Ru had such an idea.

After a soldier fell, the soldiers in the rear walked forward without hesitation and greeted the swords, guns and halberd of the Xiliang Army with flesh and blood.

Dozens of soldiers climbed onto the city wall, and the allied soldiers who could hardly lift their strength were soon killed.

Jia Rong's face changed slightly and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to throw the bodies of the allied soldiers down the city wall.

Li Ru's face showed a color. The war was here, the goal had been achieved, and he rushed back to the camp with satisfaction.

The allied forces' offensive did not bring too much trouble to the Xiliang army. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, the allied forces are completely death-seeking. There is no armor. It is a miracle that they can capture the Hangu Pass only with the weapons in their hands.

"Throw all the oil to the bottom of the city!" Jia Rong ordered.

"Rocket launch!"

A blazing flame was ignited under the gate, and the bodies of the allied soldiers were almost covered in it. Perhaps only the fire can truly purify the plague on these soldiers.

After returning to the camp, Jia Rong felt a little worried from time to time. Could it be that after the allied soldiers attacked the city wall, they were accidentally infected with the plague and hurriedly sent someone to invite Hua Yu to come.

"Lord!" Hua Yu arched his hand.

Jia Rong hurriedly ordered the bodyguard to take a seat for Hua Yu. Such an old man, who had been running for the Xiliang Army for many years, learned that there was a plague, and resolutely went there. This courage deserves everyone's respect.

"How is Guo Jia's condition? Is there any progress in the plague? Jia Rong asked.

"Lord, it still can't be cured. The humble position is only a prescription to relieve the spread of the plague. In addition, the master's recent actions have greatly alleviated the spread of the plague. Since ancient times, there has been no radical cure. In my opinion, if you don't let the army retreat, The soldiers infected with the plague gathered in one place and let him die. The military division was being treated in the tent, and he would do his best. Hua Yu said slowly.

Jia Rong was shocked. He didn't expect that the old man who had always been kind would have such a plan. It was really incredible. "No matter what, filial piety must be cured."

"No." Hua Yu arched his hand and said that he didn't want to cure Guo Jia, which could not only make Jia Rong trust him more, but also let Guo Jia owe him a favor, but the plague was not so easy to treat.

"And these soldiers have been with me for many years. How can they be abandoned because of a small plague?" Jia Rong's tone was resolute.

"Is it that if I am infected with the plague, I will be ruthlessly abandoned?" Jia Rong asked back.

Hua Yu's face has changed greatly. The officialdom is different from being a carefree man in the past. If you are a little careless, you will bring the disaster of killing your head. "Lord, you are guilty of being humble!"

Jia Rong helped Hua Yu up and said, "It's not that you don't know who I am. Even in the end, I won't give up appointing a soldier infected with the plague. It seems that after the coalition siege, I was also infected with the plague, and now I feel dizzy and weak."

Hua Yu was shocked and hurriedly asked Jia Rong to sit down and began to observe.

For a long time, Hua Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Hong Fu, is just infected with wind and cold. He prescribes a little medicine, and he can recover after a short break."

Jia Rong's heart is also determined. No one wants to be infected with the almost unsolved plague. "The plague of soldiers must find a way to cure it and pass on the order. No matter who can solve the plague, reward a lot of money, and directly promote him to the deputy curator of the medical center. The position is equivalent to the county magistrate level."

Hua Yu arched his hand and said, "No!"

After Hua Yu left, Jia Rong sat in the tent and thought about the plague. He could not bury tens of thousands of troops here because of Li Ru's dying back.

Under the reward, there must be brave husbands, hundreds of members of the medical hall, not afraid of the plague, walk through the camp. On the one hand, it is to observe whether there are soldiers infected with the plague. What fas them most are what Jia Rong said to solve the plague, reward a lot of money, the deputy director of the medical center, the deputy director of the medical center, what a great honor, positions, etc. Like the county magistrate, it seems that since the establishment of the medical center, there has only been the position of curator, and Hua Yu is old. In less than a few years, the position of curator is not readily available. The position of curator is equivalent to that of Taishou in the Xiliang Army. If a doctor can reach this stage, it is the smoke of the ancestors. Not everyone has such a good family as Zhang Ji. The world.

Under the huge interests **, the personnel of the medical center flocked, but there were still many dead. Even under the maintenance of drugs, soldiers began to die in the wounded barracks. The death was almost the same, and even the doctors died nearly ten people under the plague.

In the camp of the allied forces of the princes outside the customs, people had already been in panic. Nearly 10,000 soldiers died in a row, and they were silent. Yesterday, the robe was still alive. In the morning, it became a cold corpse. This kind of blow from the soul made the morale of the coalition even lower.

Yuan Shao praised Li Ru's mastery in practice in front of the princes, but the dead soldiers did not pay attention to it. As for whether their family can get compensation or not, it is unknown whether a low-level soldier dies when he dies. It is difficult to pay attention to it, that is, it is above The compensation will also be deducted layer by layer, and there is little left in the hands of the soldiers' families.

Li Ru smiled and said, "The alliance leader praised it. It all depends on the work of the alliance leader. Otherwise, how could Confucianism think of such a wonderful plan?"