The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

Southern Xinjiang.

The war lasted for three months, and the smoke of gunpowder looked at Wujing. After one war after another, there was a mess everywhere. The horses were hissing, the wind was howling, and the air was still full of blood.

Just after the age, ganye suddenly started a rebellion, and the southern Xinjiang army was defeated in a hurry, retreated, and was defeated.

The king of Jiangxia took orders in the face of danger, led the dragon and tiger troops to attack strongly, quickly contained the torrent of ganye, and took back the three cities in one go. At that time, the morale of the army was greatly boosted.

Ganye saw that Jiangxia army was strong and strong, brave and good at fighting. He changed the way of fighting quickly before and returned to the camp. After several battles, he confronted Jiangxia army.

Ganye can't hold on, and Jiangxia king can't stay in southern Xinjiang for a long time to adjust his new battle plan. Just when the generals want to fight ganye and crush the main force of ganye army, no one thought that at this critical moment, the king was infected with the plague.

The Lord is the God in the hearts of Jiangxia soldiers. He is infected with a deadly plague. This top secret is only spread among his confidants, and no information can be divulged outside.

If the news of Wang Ye's infection with the plague is spread, the morale of the army will be shaken, and Gan ye, who is not a thief, will take the opportunity to fight back.

Originally, I thought that Wang ye would be better soon, but unexpectedly, a few days later, instead of getting better, Wang Ye's condition deteriorated rapidly.

Feng Wei's temper is hot, and the man who is as tough as iron is red eyed now. If he can suffer for the Lord, he is willing to be angry with Shizi and speak ill of him. "Shizi, what's the matter with you? When will Wang Ye get better? "

Chu Li is always a calm face, not warm, not fire, "the king of Jiangxia is infected with the plague, he has told anyone not to close, your ear is not good?"

As soon as Feng Wei heard it, his blood was surging. What kind of doctor? Just fishing for fame and fame, he said angrily, "don't say that the Lord is a plague. Even if it takes my life, I won't be afraid. What are you and why are you giving orders here?"

Chu's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't say anything. He was so noble that he didn't have the same insight as the rough men in the army.

Shizi is the son of the eldest princess. He has a noble status. The Lord has already told him not to offend him. But Feng Wei, who has already been red eyed, is full of the Lord's life and death. He can't care about the following crimes. For him, the safety of the Lord is better than everything. "I don't care, I'm going to serve the Lord!"

Feng Wei said that he was about to rush inside. Chu Yao stopped him and said angrily, "are you crazy?"

"Can you just watch the Lord suffer from the plague and have nothing to do?" Feng Wei is not willing to be outdone.

The most troublesome thing for those who march and fight is not the fierce and brutal enemy, but the pervasive pestilence that can unconsciously destroy the fighting power of the elite army.

After the rebellion of ganye, the plague spread in the army, causing great panic. Shizi and military doctors studied methods day and night. But because the plague was fierce and the time was too short, they only found a defense strategy. As for the radical cure, there was no shadow.

Those who were infected with the plague had to be isolated from others, and finally died miserably. When he thought of the fate of his godly Lord, Feng Wei felt pain in his heart. Even in the battlefield, he was covered with bruises, which was not as painful as today.