Chapter 418
"The plague is more terrifying than you imagined. Once it comes, it's not such a simple matter to leave." Holly looked to the northwest direction and sighed, "It's already a dirty land, if you have Courage, it will be ruined."

"In a disaster, someone always dies."

Everyone was silent, Dongqing saw Song Hui, and suddenly laughed twice, "As for you, accompany me up the mountain in a few days, the good season for brewing wine is coming soon, this year, I will brew well for the next ten years. Year wine."

Song Hui stood aside in embarrassment.

It was Gu Ziye who laughed, and Song Hui who was on the side asked, "Mr. Dongqing, can I just give you as much wine as you can drink in ten years?"

"sure."

Hearing his answer, Song Hui immediately showed a smile on his face, and then Mr. Dongqing immediately said, "You can send it, you can send it as you like."

"Drink it yourself, I drink the wine I brewed, what are you guys!"

He raised his head arrogantly, "Horse urine! Yours is horse urine! I brewed it myself is the fine nectar."

Gu Ziye: ...

"General Song, the sir asked you to go, it must not be just for wine making, sir, you are an expert in the world, you should go for it."

Song Hui hummed, and Dongqing glanced at Gu Ziye, then nodded, "I saw early on that none of you people are savvy, only this little girl is more polite."

"Let's go, come and see tomorrow."

The thing is indeed the same as what Mr. Holly said, the plague is nothing to fear.

Many people in the northwest came here on a large scale when they heard that there was medicine here. There were more and more people in Hankou, and the time to burn the northwest was getting closer and closer.

Rong Lin felt that this matter must be announced to the world.

So, the night before the Northwest was set on fire, he held a public opinion meeting.

"Burning the Northwest."

"Imperative!"

The notice was posted below, the reasons were clearly written, and everyone's faces were sad.

Even in the army, there is a kind of pain.

They are all compatriots, but they want to do such a thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs, burning down other people's homes and burning down other people's land.

"For the sake of the whole world, this move is imperative."

That was the first time Gu Ziye was serious and resolute in Rong Lin.

Even though there were countless creatures in front of him, he never hesitated.

Sometimes, people are very cruel. When comparing two people, we must take the lesser one.

All the Northwesterners in Hankou City fell silent. They had all seen the horror of the plague.

If this disease spreads across the world, the consequences can be imagined, even if you don't want to give up, you have to do it.

The fire burned for three days and three nights, countless kerosene was poured northwest, and the orange flame seemed to be able to shoot flowers.

Rong Lin stood on the tower and watched all night.

Gu Ziye looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Is this plague over?"

"It's over." No, far from it.

Even from tomorrow onwards, it will be Rong Lin's time of complete despair.

He leaned against the city wall and looked at the sky, "I want to go back, go back and tell my father, leave a way out for these survivors, what do you think?"

"very good."

"I know, you support me." Rong Lin looked at Gu Ziye, the moonlight cast a silhouette on her face, and he gently touched her face.

A happy and bright feeling.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, Song Hui... I guess I'm leaving too."

The plague is over, and Mr. Dongqing is about to take Song Hui away.

General Song's winemaking journey is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)

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