Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 59 Teach you how to prevent epidemics
  The old god Shang Jiong exclaimed that the enemy was preventing the epidemic, which scared everyone.

Plagues often broke out in ancient times. The disasters caused by plagues were extremely frightening, and the consequences were indescribably tragic. Often I carry you to the funeral this morning, and people carry me to the grave at night. A whole family is dead, and a whole village is full of dead people.

The army passed through Shanxi, and the places they passed were already empty. The situation was so miserable that it is horrifying to think about it now.

Li Zicheng was shocked: "Old immortal, you mean, you mean, a plague broke out in Zijingguan?"

As a result, Shang Jiong's face turned paler and his lips trembled as he replied: "They are not preparing for the outbreak of plague in Zijingguan. They are preventing the plague from being transmitted to them in our army."

Li Zicheng nearly sat on the ground, his face was also pale and his lips were trembling: "What, old god, are you saying that a plague broke out in our army?"

When a plague breaks out, the entire army may die, and no one will be spared.

Shang Jiong said painfully: "Our army has passed through the Shanxi epidemic area. Although there is no outbreak now, there are already infected people, and those who are sick are not far away from the outbreak."

Li Zicheng jumped up and shouted: "Stop the attack and prevent the epidemic throughout the army."

Li Zicheng suddenly stopped attacking, and everything in front of Zijin Pass suddenly became quiet.

This sudden silence made people feel uneasy, as if a greater disaster was about to happen.

A white flag was held by an old man with gray hair, clothed in cloth and linen shoes, and a medicine gourd hanging on his waist. He approached the city wall and stood among the piles of corpses. He shouted at the top of the city: "General Liu, please come out and speak."

Liu Mao deliberately appeared in tattered clothes and armor, holding the city head with both hands, and replied to the people below: "This general is Liu Mao, the guard of Zijin Pass. Who is here? Do you have any explanation?" ’

The old man replied calmly: "Emperor Dashun is at your side, and the doctor is Shang Jiong."

As soon as Shang Jiong's name came out, Liu Mao couldn't help but take a step back, clasped his hands at the top of the city, and bowed sincerely: "Junior, I pay my respects to the old immortal."

In ancient times, there were only two types of people who were truly respected by everyone; one was the scribe and the other was the doctor. Especially the doctor is the most respected.

Shang Jiong returned the salute and said with a compassionate tone: "General, you and our armies have been fighting hard for more than two months. The soldiers on both sides have suffered heavy casualties, and there are many corpses under the Bauhinia Pass. The hot summer is coming, and the rotting corpses may lead to plague. I have a problem. I would like to respectfully request that in order to prevent the outbreak of the plague from affecting all people in the world, we ask both sides to stop fighting for a few days and allow our army to collect the corpses."

Zhang Mao handed over his hand again: "The old immortal is compassionate and compassionate, and his compassion moves heaven and earth. Of course I agree to your request. How long will your army and my army stop fighting?"

"Ten days."

Zhang Mao nodded: "You are invited by the elder god. However, I also have a request from the general."

"Please tell me, General."

"I predict that there may be signs of an outbreak of the plague among the Chuang army. For the sake of the livelihood of the people of the world, I implore King Chuang not to leave this place, so as to prevent the plague from spreading with the army and poisoning the people of the world. I would like to ask the old gods to please you. For the sake of the common people, please kindly ask the old immortal to convey this to King Chuang."

Liu Mao's sincere tone and sincere attitude moved Shang Jiong.

This was the first time that Li Zicheng was called this in the army.

Shang Jiong responded: "It is rare in the world for a general to have a compassionate mind. I must advise my emperor."

Liu Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Now, I am entrusted by someone, not for the sworn enemy of the two armies, but for the sake of the common people in the world, to offer a method of epidemic prevention to the old god." Shang Jiong's eyes lit up, and his originally calm tone actually changed. Becoming urgent: "The general has a good way to prevent the epidemic, please enlighten me."

Liu Mao spoke in as loud a voice as he could, word by word: "Isolate the sick, spread quicklime on the ground to disinfect, use sulfur to cool down, take garlic, and drink light salt water regularly. The corpses of those who died of the disease will be cremated."

After hearing such a strange prescription, Shang Jiong, who was well versed in medicine and respected as an old god, immediately understood that this was the most correct way to face the plague that had begun to appear in his army. It can be said to be the right medicine.

For this reason, the old god Shang Jiong knelt down and worshiped Liu Mao among the piles of corpses.

Liu Mao was shocked and quickly turned aside to avoid it: "The old god must not do it. This junior cannot bear it."

Shang Jiong cupped his hands and said: "The old man is not worshiping you, but the person who passed on my recipe. If we meet one day, I will definitely pay homage to him."

This method is a formula that Lu Mou has known since the late Qing Dynasty, when the plague broke out in Jilin, Wu Liande, the Chinese plague prevention expert who was closest to the Nobel Prize.

Why did Lu Mou announce this formula to the bandits? Rather than sit back and watch Li Zicheng's army of bandits die in the plague?
  It's not the outbreak of Lu Mou's mother-bitch feelings, but the outbreak of the plague. In this era, without a vaccine or special medicine, no one can be spared regardless of friend or foe.

He must control the spread of the plague, otherwise his people in the Ming Dynasty will also suffer. By then, all the people will be dead, what else can they do to fight against the Manchu Qing, who are immune to the company of war horses?

However, there is no harm in telling them that the plague has begun to spread in the rogue camp. This thing cannot be absolutely controlled with these methods. Death will be inevitable, and the elimination of the plague cannot be achieved within three or four months.

In just three or four months, I was confident that I could start a face-to-face decisive battle with Li Zicheng's million-strong army.

Otherwise, even if you want to have a decisive battle with him now, you have to be prepared for the two armies to fight and he will infect himself with the plague again. When the time comes, our enemies and we will perish together, and I will not die unjustly.

The rogue bandits began to clean up the corpses under the city, felling nearby trees and burning them. In the distance at the rogue camp, thick smoke rose from burning corpses.

Seeing the thick smoke rising from the enemy camp, Lu Mou, who was hiding in the dark, finally felt relieved.

Well, my west side is safe for now.

Now it’s time to deal with the other side.

Taking away the less than 3,000 veterans who had survived hundreds of battles at Zijingguan, Lu Mou felt happy as he looked at the soldiers who were promoted to one level one by one.

A veteran with three new recruits can immediately form combat effectiveness. Three thousand veterans can produce tens of thousands of capable soldiers in a blink of an eye.

It's just a pity that there are too few. News has come from Li Yan that the two new armies have been fully recruited in just ten days. They are waiting for Lu Mou to take these future officers back to form an army. .

When I go back this time, I must take the two newly formed armies to attack Liu Fangliang in Shandong Province, practice with that soft persimmon, and then turn around and be ready to deal with the Manchus at any time.

Lu Mou made arrangements for peace negotiations with the Manchus at a time when they had no more confidence and bargaining chips, but he did not place too much hope on it. What you can’t get on the battlefield, you’ll never get at the negotiating table.

In the end, sooner or later, he would have to fight the Manchus. I just hope that Dorgon of the Manchu Qing Dynasty will not come too early due to the double changes caused by Wu Sangui's surrender and Li Zicheng not stationed in Beijing. I am lucky.

(End of this chapter)