Rhodes has been feeling dizzy these past few days, and facing the unstoppable epidemic, he feels a little exhausted. Originally, the plague was not too scary. Although it had a high fatality rate, if the transmission route was cut off, it would die out quickly.
After the death zone was first isolated, the epidemic was effectively controlled. No new infected persons appeared for several days. But later, those infected patients who could not be cured became desperate in panic and went crazy in despair.
Since the power of Nurgle appeared among the people, more and more civilians have taken refuge in it and become slaves of darkness... Its power is growing. Rhodes can clearly detect it.
At first, only a few civilians believed in the evil god, causing their bodies to mutate. Later, more and more desperate civilians turned to Nurgle. The evil god even had a good name among them - a loving father.
In the eyes of ignorant civilians, it is this god who cures their diseases. What even doctors and priests cannot do, a loving father can do. So, why not believe in it?
However, they also gradually lost their minds in the process of believing in evil gods. They didn't even care about the abnormalities in their bodies. Instead, they felt that it was a blessing given to them by their gods.
Those who believe in the Chaos Gods can no longer be purified. Their spirits have been twisted, their souls enslaved, and they have fallen into a state of madness.
They encountered a lot of resistance when wiping out these underground chaos forces. Many civilians were even protecting these believers... The plague would kill people, but by believing in a loving father, at least they could save their lives... Rhodes knew that the army was in Er
In the eyes of the common people of Lungrad, he is becoming their opposite little by little.
This situation is very bad. Originally, the plague only caused serious damage. But as long as the isolation measures are in place and all the infected people die, the plague will lose its host and transmission route, and it will disappear naturally soon.
But when the evil god Nurgle got involved, the situation became very bad. Those patients who were destined to die were cured by the power of the evil god. However, the plague bacteria in their bodies were not eliminated at the same time, but coexisted with the host. These
Half-dead people mixed in with the crowd, further aggravating the spread of the plague...
It has been three months since I arrived in Oerengrad, and the number of deaths caused by the epidemic is increasing every day. At the same time, the number of infected people is unstoppable and continues to increase.
Rhodes didn't want to call Lyanna to inquire anymore. He knew that the High Priestess had done her best. She only slept four or five hours a day and often didn't even have time to eat. In order to treat patients, she almost always lived in the monastery.
The entire Sarlacc Monastery is more like a shelter in a refugee camp. Outside the monastery, regular northern troops stand guard day and night to maintain order, while outside the monastery, countless civilian patients gather. Sometimes Rhodes is really worried that Lyanna will not
She will be accidentally infected. If she also falls ill, it can be said to be a fatal blow to the battle against the plague.
At the same time, looking at the dense crowd of patients outside the monastery and hospital, Rhodes was also worried that the people's psychology would one day collapse?
After dark, Erengrad is quiet and desolate, like a ghost city, silent. Only the sound of rats running around in the streets, eating corpses... makes people feel scared and helpless.
Late at night, in the Oerengrad City Hall, a short, lame figure moved slowly. In front of the huge statue of the Three Gods, Alves took off his thick black cloak, signaled his guards to go away, and walked into the city hall alone.
The empty hall.
In the darkness, the stone pillars on both sides of the city hall were like messengers of the devil, looking down at this tiny dwarf. He was walking like this, the torch in his hand was burning with a weak flame, the light was dim, and it seemed that he would be overwhelmed by the endless surroundings at any time.
Darkness engulfs everything.
Finally, with heavy steps, Alves arrived at the door of the secret room. He pushed open the stone door with all his strength. In the room, a burly figure was sitting at the round table with his back to the stone door.
"Here you go, sit down."
Rhodes turned around, motioned for Alves to sit down and said.
The stone door was closed, and there were only Rhodes and Alves in the secret room. The atmosphere seemed a bit solemn and gloomy.
"An infected person has appeared in the Witch Trail area and has been isolated."
"how many people?"
"Three. But I can't guarantee whether there will be more after dawn. All civilians are forced to stay indoors. But who knows how many people these three germ carriers came into contact with before they were discovered. According to their account
, one of them was at the disaster relief area this morning. Damn it!”
Alves cursed and climbed onto the stone chair. His face was very pale, and like Lyanna, exhaustion was written all over his cheeks. Under the candlelight, his weathered face looked even more aged.
Rhodes sighed deeply and said——
“How much relief supplies are left?”
"There is still enough food to last for a month, but medical and health supplies can only last for a week at most. And as more and more people are infected, this time will be shorter."
Alves returned in a low voice. He was very tired, but like Rhodes and Lyanna, he couldn't sleep.
Elengrad seemed to be brought back to the war period. The plague, like a huge and terrifying army, once again surrounded the city. The whole city seemed to be choked by someone, unable to breathe.
"Towns and villages across the country are doing their best to deliver supplies here, but winter is coming soon, and other towns and villages also need some food storage for the winter. In addition, the roads will be blocked by ice in the next two months.
Sometimes it will be worse.”
Alves added. At this moment, he can still wear comfortable clothes and lie on a feather bed to rest, but in two months, when the city's food reserves are exhausted and the plague cannot be eliminated, perhaps the crazy people will rush out.
Enter the city hall, beat them to death, and burn them to death.
Alves has seen too many crazy mobs. In order to survive, humans sometimes become crazier than beasts.
"There is also bad news. Serta and his pirate fleet have not intercepted merchant ships for two consecutive weeks. The entire Gulf of Kislev has been labeled with a warning that pirates are frequently infested. In the past two weeks, there have been
Some imperial merchant ships entered and exited the port, but without exception, they hired mercenaries and equipped them with heavy artillery. Celta and the others had no chance."
Alves muttered that after more than ten minutes, there was almost no good information coming out of his mouth.
Rhodes frowned. In fact, he also knew this information. He called Alves here today more for discussion...
"As of now, Lyanna's priesthood, medical school, and the Hospital Knights have no way to cure people infected with the plague. Some doctors are even helpless when facing patients and can only rely on praying for a miracle. And in the city,
The chaos pollution is getting more and more serious. The evil god never seems to be stingy with his magic, reviving the dying infected people and turning them into monsters. I don't know how many rats are still lurking in the dirty underground of this city.
But no matter what, the evil god prevented the infected people from dying, thus bringing about a larger-scale plague infection. This is a very critical situation."
Rhodes said and pursed his dry lips——
"Alves, this city has reached a critical moment of life and death. In other words, the entire Kislev has reached a critical moment of life and death. If Oerengrad falls, then Kislev's economy will never recover.
The huge national industry that has just been invested will also lose the economic support from the rear and be aborted. In that case, the entire kingdom will collapse. Can you understand what I say?"
Alves nodded.
Rhodes went on to say——
"This is not a conventional war, so I will not use conventional means, do you understand?"
Alves nodded again, as if he had guessed that the great northern lord in front of him was about to make a big move. A faint uneasiness rose in Alves' heart.