Chapter 490 Plague
Cao Cao also echoed, "This time our attack on Hangu Pass has completely offended the Xiliang Army. There is no room for redemption. There is no other way but to fight to the death."
Of course, Li Ru agrees. He originally rebelled from the command of the Xiliang army. He doesn't want to see the allied forces withdraw like this. If he doesn't completely defeat the Xiliang army, Li Ru is the real sleep and food.
Guo Jia looked at the princes outside the city and still had no intention of retreating. It was also expected that the princes were still struggling to support.
"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry!" Jia Rong sighed.
There is a large camp in the princes' army that is specially used to house soldiers who are scalded by oil and manure. Looking around, there are more than 5,000 soldiers, and the soldiers inside can do or lie down. In addition to howling and eating, they seem to have no other choice. What the princes lack most is not only food and herbs but also medicinal materials, and the soldiers at the bottom can't be effective at all. Treatment can only endure painstakingly. Every day, soldiers can't stand the destruction of injuries and die. The princes also turn a deaf ear to this and let them die.
Set up a separate battalion, and divide them from the army, which will not affect the normal order of the army.
The camp was smelly, and the soldiers who delivered food were all covering their noses. The eyes of looking at these soldiers also contained a trace of disgust, and did not take into account that these people were also former robes.
The injured soldiers also knew in their hearts that once the generals in the army were injured, they were all healed. Only they were wailing in pain in the camp. For a period of time, Yuan Shao disliked their cry, which affected the morale of the army and strictly made them not allowed to make a sound.
In the hot summer, a famous soldier died, and the soldiers in the camp gradually became indifferent from the initial panic. In their opinion, life and death at this time, it was very plain, but what happened behind them was a little uncomfortable. After so many years in the army, they did not bring anything to their families.
Soldiers die every day. Originally, there were 5,000 people here. Unexpectedly, more than 500 people died in these three days. In the past, this is shocking news, but the princes are confused by the grain and grass at this time. How can they be in the mood to take care of here? I'm afraid Yuan Shao can't wait for the more these wounded soldiers to die. That way, a lot of grain can be saved, and the assassination of the man in black is still continuing. At this time, the grain and grass have become the primary protection object. After Yuan Shaojun lost the food and grass, the pressure of the princes doubled.
The soldier who delivered the food was sick, and he felt weak and dizzy all over his body. But how could a soldier at the bottom attract the attention of the upper class? However, two days later, the soldier who delivered the food died in the tent and was buried in a wasteland behind the army after being found by the robe.
In that wasteland, discarded corpses can be seen everywhere. Whenever soldiers or generals pass by, they hide their noses.
Another food delivery soldier died, and the death condition was exactly the same as the previous meal delivery soldier.
There are fewer and fewer soldiers in the wounded barracks. From more than 5,000 five days ago to more than 4,000 today, 1,000 people have died in just five days. Such a speed of death is terrible.
When the news reached Cao Cao's hands, it was finally taken seriously. Not only the soldiers in the wounded barracks died, but also the soldiers responsible for delivering food, all of whom died in the same condition.
Aware of the seriousness of the problem, Cao Cao immediately found Yuan Shao.
The allied army battalion was attacked by the lonely wolf. Although it lost countless grain and fodder materials, fortunately, all the princes had food and fodder storage, which could barely support the army to survive. The grain and fodder and materials from all over the world were also constantly transported in the direction of the Hangu Pass. As long as they passed this pass, within half a month, the vassals' army could launch a new round. The attack.
"At the beginning, a thousand people died in the wounded barracks within five days." Cao Cao said several times in panic.
"If you die, you will die. In addition to eating, these people wailing every day is also a burden for the army, and death is a relief." Yuan Shao said without thinking.
"At the beginning, the soldiers who delivered food also died. The death was the same. After Lang Zhong saw it, he still couldn't solve it."
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Yuan Shao said in surprise.
Cao Cao's bearded hand suddenly pulled down one. "At the beginning, I suspected that this was a plague. If it is not handled properly, it will affect the whole army."
Yuan Shao's expression changed greatly. "Meng De, don't talk nonsense."
After a long silence, Yuan Shao asked, "Meng De, in your opinion, what should I do? If there is a plague in the army, the soldiers must be panicked, and there is no need to fight this battle. The two grew up together since childhood. Because of the entanglement of interests, they have swords and soldiers, and their private feelings are still good.
"What the alliance leader said is right. The plague has now spread in our army. It is not easy to solve it. We should gather all the Langzhong in time to discuss countermeasures and let them treat it." Cao Cao said.
"This matter cannot be spread. Those dead soldiers are said to be poisoned by the Xiliang Army." Yuan Shao added.
The two looked at each other and nodded slowly. At this critical moment, all the grudges were left behind. The plague was a nightmare for the backward medical technology in ancient times. It was unstoppable and more terrible than war. After a plague, it was fatal to the army and even the city.
All the Langzhongs were mobilized to treat the infected soldiers, but Langzhong's strength was limited. Instead of curing the soldiers' plague, he got sick.
More and more people died, and the coalition soldiers finally found something wrong, and all kinds of rumors spread in the army.
In Hangu Pass, a soldier died of illness. The staff in the medical hall were red and went to Jia Rong to plead guilty. The responsibility of the people in their medical hall was to save lives and help the casualties for the Xiliang Army. The war did not happen, but it was not a small matter to let a soldier die under the disease in the army.
Jia Rong was furious when he heard the report from the medical staff. The soldiers fought to the death on the front line. They did not die on the battlefield. Instead, they were deprived of their precious lives by a disease and punished the medical personnel. Jia Rong did not pay attention to this matter. Tens of thousands of people died because their condition was not treated in time. The two are really normal. Even in the future world where medical equipment is very advanced, they still die by mistakes.
After three days, death appeared again in the army. This time, a company commander died, who still died.
Jia Rong was slightly moved, and two consecutive cases of death were enough to attract attention. The skills of medical personnel were not weak. Although they could not treat any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, some ordinary minor diseases were still easy to do, but they didn't expect to make mistakes again.
A company commander is a backbone in the Xiliang Army, and can also be called a small talent. He has a precious role in the battle. Jia Rong was shocked and took people to go there in person.
On the way, I met another medical staff member. This person was one of the first talents cultivated by the medical center, which was not comparable to those who had just arrived in the army. Jia Rong recognized him.
"Hua San, what are you doing here?"
Hearing Jia Rong's voice, Hua San stopped his hurried footsteps and said, "General, two more soldiers have just died."
Unlike the general report of ordinary medical personnel, Hua San continued: "The death of the two soldiers is exactly the same. It may be plagued by illness."
Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "It's impossible. Every soldier in our army is like a dragon and a tiger. How can there be a reason to get sick one after another."
Hua San's face changed and he hurriedly said, "Please return to the camp as soon as possible. Don't walk around and wait for the humble position to investigate."
"Then I'm sorry to bother you. If there is any result, report it to me in time." Jia Rong hesitated for a moment and said.
The disease that can make the personnel of the medical center helpless. It is expected that it is not ordinary. The death situation of the two soldiers is exactly the same. Jia Rong secretly guessed that it was the drugged by the allied spies and wanted to make the Xiliang soldiers panic.
Half an hour later, Hua San appeared at the door of Jia Rong's tent, stopped the soldiers from being notified. He stood outside the tent and shouted, "General, please forgive me for being rude."
Jia Rong in the account was slightly stunned. Hua San followed the rules. How could he shout outside the tent?
"General, the situation of the deceased is the same. The inferior position speculates that this may be a plague, so when the general has nothing to do, do not go out of the camp and wait for the inferior position to discuss with the rest of the medical personnel before making a conclusion." Hua Sandao's tone was full of worries. Although he was a doctor, he didn't want to face the plague.
Jia Rong was shocked. If it is a plague, tens of thousands of Xiliang troops in Guan will be in danger. The unusual disease of the plague spreads quickly. If there is no medical treatment, he may die within a few days. The enemy on the battlefield is not terrible, but the plague is an invisible enemy. A little air circulation may lead to spread.
Jia Rong walked out of the camp, grabbed Hua San and asked, "Maybe sure?"
When Hua San saw that Jia Rong walked out of the tent regardless of dissuasion, he was a little stunned and said, "General can't get out of the tent."
"Although I'm not sure, it's not far away." Hua San added.
"Life and death have life and wealth in heaven. Can the small plague make the world-famous Xiliang Army worry? Tell the medical personnel of each battalion to carefully check the soldiers, and the medical personnel should also pay attention to their own safety." Jia Rong ordered.
Hua San hit a thrill and said, "No!"
"Try to the medical center in Chang'an to transport more medicinal materials and other things to Hanguguan. The main medicinal materials are to reduce fire and detoxify."
"No!"
After that, Jia Rong personally came to the bodies of the three people and checked it. His face became heavier and heavier. The plague did not need an unusual disease. Once entangled, what was waiting for them might be death.
"The messenger, the soldiers of each battalion are not allowed to walk around at will without an order, but those who violate the order, be beheaded!" Jia Rong ordered.
Although the soldiers of the Xiliang Army did not know what happened, they saw that there were no soldiers walking around in the camp except the patrol soldiers, and they withdrew to the camp account one after another. In each camp account, the medical personnel treated the soldiers with a heavy face and observed what extraordinary situation they had. Of course, when checking the soldiers, they It is also facing the shore of life and death. If you are not careful, you will be infected with the plague, which is also a great trouble for the doctor himself.