The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

With the guard force of Bingzhou, it can't be guarded at all.

What's more, Liang Xi, the governor of Bingzhou, deliberately released the water, which made it even more difficult to block it now.

"Lord Inspector...is it really okay to do this?" Wang Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

Because these people rushed out of the blockade, they posed the greatest threat to ordinary people in Bingzhou!

Liang Xi also reacted, and quickly ordered: "Quickly, order the counties to block the city gates and not receive people from other places."

During the Jian'an period of Emperor Xian, social conflicts intensified, warlords fought, famine and epidemics occurred.The adults are at a loss, and the small people are at a loss for food and clothing.

As a result, diseases related to cold and hunger repeatedly broke out on a large scale.

Although the situation has improved with Liu Ke's help, the situation is still serious.

As for how to deal with it, all regions have their own methods, the most important of which is isolation.

Everyone stay away from the sick!

Whichever village is infected with the plague, that village will be blocked.

Now people in these villages, under the threat of death, or under the consciousness of survival, disregarded the blockade ban and fled frantically.

The rumors refuted by the medical mission had little effect. They could only report the matter to Chen Qun, the governor of Jizhou.

Chen Qun had received news from Liu Ke a long time ago, so he was on guard, so he was not in a hurry.

He first contacted Liang Xi and wrote to him, hoping that Liang Xi could put the overall situation first and block Huguan.

Liang Xi agreed on the surface, but still harbored evil intentions.

More than a thousand people from Bingzhou took the path and came to the border.

The scouts found them and ordered them not to take a step forward, and informed Chen Qun of the information.

Things get tricky!

Chen Qun immediately summoned the soldiers and went to where the refugees were.

How many people here are carrying the disease?

Chen Qun wasn't sure!

Seeing these hungry refugees, Chen Qun ordered to distribute some rations to them.

The sergeant took a large number of steamed buns and steamed buns and put them on the ground in the middle, and the refugees rushed forward.

These sergeants ran away without looking back!

If it is infected with the plague, the gods will not be able to save it.

Chen Qun is no longer the boy he was back then, now he can be the governor of a state.

When he studied with Lu Su and resettled hundreds of thousands, or even millions of refugees in Yangzhou, he did not hesitate and arranged properly.

But with these thousand people, Chen Qun really didn't know what to do.

The easiest way is to kill them all.

But Chen Qun couldn't bear it.

As for letting them go, don't even think about it.

Chen Qun is responsible for the entire Jizhou.

Things are at an impasse.

After the refugees had enough food and drink, Chen Qun said:

"Fathers and folks, I understand your feelings, but I can't let you pass!"

Chen Qun's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"Why, the king of Dongyang loves the people like a son..."

"It is precisely because the lord loves the people like his sons that we cannot let you pass. You only have a thousand people, while Jizhou has a million people!" Chen Qun said forcefully.

"Cut, in the final analysis, I just dislike us as Bingzhou people!"

"No, your life is your life, and the life of Jizhou people is also your life. Why do you kill others? King Dongyang arranged for you the best doctor and sent you precious ginseng. You just want to hurt people Life?" Chen Qun said.

The refugees are silent, they are just trying to survive, nothing more.

Whenever there is a glimmer of hope, they will seize it.

However, the medical mission has been in Bingzhou for some time, but they have not come up with a solution to the epidemic.

It just did it, stopping the spread of the blight.

"I don't care, I want to go to Yangzhou!" a refugee shouted.

Chen Qun sneered and said, "Do you want to harm others?"

"I'm not sick! — If I'm sick, I'm going to die. Who cares about that?"

With a wave of Chen Qun's hand, a crossbow arrow shot out, hitting the stabbing head's throat.

The vociferous refugee wailed and lay down.