Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 517

[Chapter 517 Plague Haze]

Jincheng.

The Tiemu Pagoda sits twenty meters away from Mule Hongzhen.

Although when looking for smallpox patients, he never came within thirty meters.

But for the sake of safety, he still has to keep a distance from his father Khan.

Lest the great khan be infected with the terrible smallpox.

After all, as far as he knew, an emperor of the Central Plains Dynasty also died of smallpox.

It can be seen that even the imperial doctor is helpless against this terrible plague.

“Father Khan, my son has driven a thousand slaves into the camp, and soon they will be infected with smallpox.” Tie Muta said.

Mule Hongzhen nodded.

He finally waited for this moment, except this time he found a person infected with smallpox on the grassland.

He also dispatched people from all over Beidi who had been infected with smallpox and survived by chance.

Because Ivan assured him that those who have had smallpox will not get it again.

These people can come into contact with people who have smallpox.

“It will take ten days for them to get sick. At that time, the Khan will let them collect the things that the infected people have come into contact with, and find a way to throw these things to Yanguan.” Ivan said.

That’s his whole plan.

Mu Lehong nodded in satisfaction, and said to Ulanba: “Have you

selected the candidates for Yanguan?” “Father Khan has been selected. They used to be archers in the Xiliang Army.” , laughing very cruelly.

This time, he wanted to see how King Yan would respond.

As they were talking, suddenly the surrounding Beidi soldiers raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

A look of horror.

I saw many pieces of paper falling like snowflakes.

Above their heads, a black dot was slowly moving.

“Hot air balloon.” Ivan was taken aback.

Seeing it with his own eyes, he finally believed that what Mule Hongzhen said was true.

The King Yan they said really knows how to make hot air balloons.

“Father Khan, be careful, hide quickly.” Ulan Ba yelled.

The soldiers immediately surrounded Mule Hongzhen and ran into the house.

The fact that Enke was killed by this thing is now known throughout the grassland.

They will absolutely not let this happen again.

So, when they see this kind of thing, they hide.

“Damn it.” Hiding under the eaves and looking at the hot air balloon, Mule Hongzhen almost gritted his silver teeth.

These days, such pieces of paper floating down from the sky have appeared one after another in coastal counties.

All the way is basically from Yanguan to the north, and now it is finally Jincheng’s turn.

“Jincheng is too close to the sea.” Ulan Ba frowned.

It is no more than thirty miles from the coast to Jincheng.

At that time, when the King of Yan sent troops to attack Ningjin Dusi, they made troubles near Jincheng several times.

Unexpectedly, King Yan’s hot air balloon is now flying over Jincheng.

“What was said on the paper? Is it the same as in other counties?” Mu Lehongzhen asked.

Ulanba nodded, and held up the palm-sized piece of paper in front of him.

“Father Ning Jin, the separation of more than ten years is too long, and the hatred is endless. Today, the king of Yan has great ambitions, wants to regain his homeland, and return you to the peaceful and prosperous age. Don’t lose your ambition, rather die than surrender, break free from the cage, and regain your hometown… “Ulan Ba read it in a low voice.

On the reverse side of the paper, there are some pictures.

It depicts the soldiers of Yanzhou embracing the people of Beidi.

“Same as those sent by other counties, this king of Yan is really wishful thinking. This time, I only hope that he will die of smallpox.” Ulan Ba cursed viciously.

Mu Lehong really thought so too, but he didn’t say it out loud.

“Does he think that with these few small pieces of paper, he can stir up the Dasong people in Ningjindusi to rebel against us in Beidi? What a joke, I’m afraid he doesn’t know that we killed them with swords back then.” Mu Le Hong Zhen looked to the south, “Let him be proud for a few more days, and he will cry soon.”

At the same time.

The scattered papers also scattered towards the camp outside Jincheng.

In the camp, more than a thousand Dasong slaves looked at the pieces of paper sprinkled from the sky in confusion.

A young slave over thirty years old picked up a piece of paper, just looked at it, and burst into tears.

He used to be a scholar. When Ning Jin Dusi was broken, he did not escape after all and was arrested by Beidi soldiers.

Since then, he has been driven by Beidi people to cut trees and dig mines all year round, and he has survived until now.

But the god damn Beidi didn’t let him go after all.

After being driven into the camp, special Beidi soldiers escorted them into a tent.

When he entered, the first thing he saw was that the man lying on the ground had smallpox.

Forced to kiss the man’s feet, they were kicked out again and replaced.

Now, they are just waiting to die in this camp.

He knows very well that those who suffer from smallpox do not have one out of ten.

“Is King Yan coming? Unfortunately, I can’t wait for this day.” Zhuang Ai wiped away tears.

His white palm, which used to hold a pen for reading, has become dark and full of cracks, and a few nails have fallen off.

This wipe left a stain on his face.

“Come down, come down…” When he was feeling sad, the slaves suddenly pointed to the sky.

I saw the black dots in the sky getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, he saw clearly that it was something like a balloon.

After staring in astonishment for a while like the other slaves, Zhuang Ai suddenly realized something.

Beidi drove them into this camp to infect smallpox.

If you want people like yourself to die, there is no need to use such troublesome methods.

Moreover, the outside of this camp is very guarded, it seems more like Beidi is planning something, after all, it is definitely not a good thing.

Seeing that the hot air balloon was getting closer and there seemed to be people on it, he felt it necessary to spread the news.

After all, the piece of paper was dropped by this thing, so it must belong to King Yan.

Thinking of this, he immediately whispered a few words to the people around him.

All around him were slaves who usually lived with him, and they were very familiar with him.

He also told them about the smallpox.

At the moment, these people are as desperate as they are.

This despair turned into a monstrous hatred for Beidi.

Left and right are dead, and now they are afraid of nothing.

After some exchanges.

He led the familiar slaves to stand up, and drove the surrounding slaves away, leaving only themselves.

Zhuang Ai immediately asked them to stand according to his command.

The Beidi soldiers who guarded them looked at them, feeling strange, but they didn’t notice anything unusual, so they ignored them.

Just like his other slaves, just looked up to the sky.

now.

On a hot air balloon flying in the sky, three soldiers were observing the camp.

Today, they took off from the warships on the sea east of Jincheng, and flew to the sky above Jincheng to drop leaflets.

This is an order given to them by the Propaganda Department.

At the same time, they also received an order to take a closer look at the camp outside Jincheng.

This order was given to him by the Supervisory Council and the Fourth Court.

At this moment, the movement below caught their attention.

The shape of some slaves standing in the clearing seems to be two characters.

(end of this chapter)