Jincheng.

The Iron Tower sits twenty meters away from the Truth of Mulehon.

Although he never entered within thirty meters while looking for smallpox patients.

But for safety reasons, he still needs to keep a distance from his father Khan.

To prevent the great Khan from being contaminated with terrible smallpox.

After all, as far as he knows, an emperor of the Central Plains dynasty also died of infection with smallpox.

It can be seen that even the imperial doctors were helpless against this terrible plague.

"Father Khan, the child has driven a thousand slaves into the camp, and they will soon be infected with smallpox." Tiemuta said.

Muller-Hon nodded.

He finally waited for this moment, and this time he found someone infected with smallpox on the grassland.

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

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

These people can contact people with smallpox.

"It will take ten days for them to get sick. At that time, Khan will be able to collect the things that infected people have been exposed to and find ways to throw them into Yanguan." Ivan said.

That's all his plan.

Mulehon nodded in satisfaction and said to Ulaanba: "Are the candidates for Yanguan ready?"

"I chose my father Khan. They were all archers in the Western Liang army before." Ulanba looked to the south and smiled very cruelly.

This time, he wanted to see how the King of Yan responded.

They were talking, and suddenly the soldiers around them raised their heads and looked into the sky.

A look of fear.

I saw many pieces of paper sprinkled like snowflakes.

Above their heads, a black dot was moving slowly.

"Hot air balloon." Ivan was shocked.

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

The King of Yan they mentioned really makes hot air balloons.

"Father Khan, be careful, hide quickly." Ulaanba shouted.

The soldiers immediately surrounded Mulehnzhen and ran into the house.

Now the whole grassland knows that Enko was blown to death by this thing.

They will never let this happen again.

So, as soon as they see this kind of thing, they hide.

"Damn it." Hiding under the eaves, Muller-Hon almost slashed his silver teeth.

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

We basically came from Yanguan to the north, and now it was finally Jincheng's turn.

"Jincheng is too close to the seaside." Ulanba frowned.

There are no more than thirty miles from the coast to Jincheng.

When the King of Yan sent troops to attack Ningjindushi, he made trouble near Jincheng several times.

Unexpectedly, King Yan’s hot air balloon also flew to the top of Jincheng.

"What is said on paper? Is it the same as in other county towns?" Muller-jin asked.

Ulaanba nodded and held the paper size of a palm in front of him.

"The elders of Ning Jin, who have been separated for more than ten years for too long, this hatred is endless. Now the King of Yan is ambitious and wants to regain his hometown. You are still in peace and prosperity. You are not willing to lose your heart and ambition. You would rather die than surrender, break free from the cage and restore your hometown..." Ulanba said quietly.

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

It depicts the soldiers of Yanzhou hugging each other with the people of Beidi.

"Just like the ones sent by other county towns, this Yan King is really delusional. This time he only hopes that he will die if he gets smallpox." Ulanba cursed viciously.

Mullehn really thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

"Did he think these small pieces of paper can stir up the Dasong people of Ningjindushi's rebellion against us Beidi? It's a joke, I'm afraid he doesn't know that we used swords to kill them back then." Mulehn really looked to the south, "and let him be proud for a few more days, and he will cry immediately."

at the same time.

Thousands of paper were also sprinkled on the camp outside Jincheng.

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

A young and strong slave in his thirty picked up a piece of paper, and just glanced at it, his face burst into tears.

He used to be a scholar. When Ning Jindushi was broken, he did not escape and was captured by the Beidi soldiers.

Since then, he has been driven away by the people of Beidi to cut down trees and mine, and has survived to this day.

But Bei Di, who was killed in heaven, did not let him go.

After being driven into the camp, special Beidi soldiers took them to a camp.

After he entered, he saw at first sight that the person lying on the ground had smallpox.

Forced to kiss this person's feet, they were kicked out again and replaced with a group of people.

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

He knew very well that one of the ten people who had smallpox was not allowed to stay.

"Is King Yan coming? It's a pity that I can't wait for this day." Zhuang Ai wiped his tears.

His white palms, which he once read and held a pen, had become black and covered with cracks, and his nails had fallen off a few.

This rub left a stain on his face.

"It's down, it's down..." When he was sad, the slaves suddenly pointed to the sky.

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

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

As surprised as other slaves, Zhuang Ai suddenly realized something.

Beidi drove them into this camp to infect smallpox.

If you want to let people like you die, you don’t need to use such a troublesome method.

Moreover, the outside of this camp is very strict, which is more like what Beidi is planning, and it is definitely not a good thing.

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

After all, the piece of paper was thrown down by this thing, so it must be the King of Yan.

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

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

He also told them about smallpox.

At this moment, these people were as desperate as they were.

This despair became a tremendous hatred for Beidi.

All the people are dead, and now they are not afraid of anything.

After some exchange.

He led his familiar slaves to stand up, drove away the slaves around him, leaving only themselves.

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

The guards of Beidi soldiers looked at them and felt strange, but did not notice anything abnormal, so they ignored them.

Like his other slaves, he just looked into the sky.

now.

On the 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 specifically to the sky above Jincheng to sprinkle leaflets.

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

At the same time, they also received an order to observe the camp outside Jincheng up close.

This order was given to him by the Supervision Bureau and the Fourth Court.

At this moment, the movement below attracted their attention.

Some slaves stood in the clearings in the shape of two words.
Chapter completed!