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Chapter 650

Chapter 650

What kind of army is this?

Who can withstand such an army?

...

Changzhou area.

In fact, the situation is even worse than that in Dunhuang.

They belonged to the group of people who were truly abandoned by the imperial court. They were originally thought to be dead, but when a part of the Yinzhou Army led by Jiang Xuan came here, they came back to life.

It turns out that the imperial court has not forgotten us?

who?

Who came to save them?

Yinzhou Army?

However, in Changzhou at this time, the number of people who died was no longer a small number, reaching 70,000! What is the concept? There were more than 300,000 people in Changzhou, and 70,000 died! This is a quarter of the mortality rate!

horrible!

There was no way to dispose of the corpses, and the social order had completely collapsed. Many children were living in houses with a strong smell of corpses, crying loudly. They didn't know how many days they had to eat.

The Changzhou Army, the Changzhou Army, no longer exists.

Because the plague has attacked every family, and they are all members of these families... When life is no longer guaranteed, who can take care of any work?

When Jiang Xuan saw these scenes, he couldn't help crying.

Start healing!

Only then did he understand why Liu Zheng would announce the prescription to the public as soon as possible.

Because I can't wait any longer.

At this time, time is everything and life is everything!

However......

What Jiang Xuan didn't expect was that the governor of Changzhou refused to let him take charge of the medical treatment.

"What are you talking about?"

Jiang Xuan almost chopped off this bastard's head with a knife.

Wen Yang, the prefect of Changzhou, broke into a cold sweat and said: "General, general, the prince is already on the way. He has just come to Zhao. Don't do anything rashly until he arrives!"

"Prince?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes turned cold: "When will he arrive?"

"It will be here in three days, three days..."

Bang!

Jiang Xuan's sword was thrown on the table by him, with murderous intent in his eyes: "According to this, Jinghua is only a few hundred miles away, and the urgent march will be there in three days! It has been three days since this imperial edict was issued, why are there still three days? His prince's army

,Did you crawl here?"

Wen Yang didn't dare to speak.

In fact, who doesn't know that the prince is waiting. He is waiting for the effectiveness of Artemisia annua in treating the plague before he dares to come boldly... No, yesterday, great news came from Dunhuang.

The natural enemy of malaria! The effect is amazing! So what are the prince waiting for? Let’s go!

Not only does he want to set off, he also wants to take credit!

"How can this not make sense? How can it not make sense..."

Jiang Xuan sneered and said: "In three days, he is a noble prince, how many people will die in three days? How can he know how the plague will worsen in three days?"

"I can wait for three days. Can the people of Changzhou afford it?"

He almost roared.

"Tens of thousands!"

"That's tens of thousands a day! The situation in Changzhou is even worse than that in Dunhuang, and many of them are severe patients in the later stages! You told me that we have to wait three days?"

He shouted these words.

Many officials in Changzhou also had red eyes and clenched their fists.

But what can you do? This Wen Yang is originally from Chen Ping's faction, that is to say, he is following the prince. How dare he disobey the prince?

The prince wants credit, how dare he refuse to cooperate?

Jiang Xuan endured his anger, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.


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