Chapter 834 Could it be an epidemic?

As soon as these words were said, most people who watched the fun ran away and still ran out to fuck them.

Only more than twenty Xianbei people stayed, and they still shouted loudly and shouted:

"It must be these Han people who killed him, killing people to pay for their lives, and letting them pay for their lives!"

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the most yelling Xianbei man and asked:

"Which guy are you from? Are you from this guy?"

"No! But we are from the same military town as Shawei. Now that he is dead, we must seek justice for him. It is impossible to just let it go!"

Xie Yuan sternly browsed and shouted coldly:

"If there is any injustice, I will preside over justice for him. If there is any need, I will order someone to inform you to come and ask. Now, I will say it again. Except for those who are accomplices of the deceased, those who live in a tent can stay and the rest can leave quickly!"

Xie Yuan's scolding voice was filled with obvious anger, and as soon as these words were spoken, they ran away a little further.

But the leader was obviously unwilling to give up when he saw this, and shouted at the hesitant people with incitement:

"We can't leave, we can't leave. They are all Han people. If we leave, we're afraid that the evidence will be destroyed and the people will die in vain! We must watch, we must watch!"

When Xie Yuan heard this, he sneered directly and decisively ordered the personal soldiers behind him:

"Come here, this person does not obey the general's orders, and is provoking trouble. He will drag him down and fight twenty military sticks!"

"yes!"

Immediately, two personal soldiers responded, turned over and dismounted, walked over, stopped the man's resistance in two or three ways, pressed him to the ground, dragged him away and executed.

Seeing this, the rest of the people did not dare to delay any more and immediately ran away.

Off the field, there were only more than a dozen Han people in the same group as the dead. They stood aside in panic, seemingly at a loss and do not say anything.

Xie Yuan glanced at them, turned over and got off the horse's back, walked to them, looked into the gap in the tent, and saw a person lying straight inside, on the innermost bunk, no different from sleeping.

"What's going on?" Xie Yuan asked with his sharp eyebrows.

The partner stood up and said:

"The commander...we really don't know what's going on. We're going to have sex early in the morning. When we saw that he didn't move, we realized that the person was dead. It really has nothing to do with us."

The others also shouted, with a look of grievance and said:

"yes."

"Yes, yesterday was fine, there was no problem at all. Now we can't even explain it clearly. Those Hu people must think that we killed this person."

Xie Yuan's sharp eyes swept across their faces one by one, and then said to Zhao Nianyou:

"Go and call the military doctor for autopsy."

"yes."

Zhao Nianyou arranged for someone to go, and Xie Yuan walked straight into the tent and looked at the surrounding environment.

It was just an ordinary group of military tents. Fifteen people lived together. All kinds of utensils were placed in place according to the rules. The bunks were flat and the quilts of the others were folded. It was obvious that after everyone got up and was ready to line up. They had no choice but to call the Xianbei people.

Xie Yuan frowned and felt a little resentful. If you say that you are not isolated, it would definitely be impossible.

She lifted her robe and squatted down. She first reached out and touched the man's breath, then looked at the pulse on her neck, and found that the man was already cold, and she was sure that he was dead.

She stood up and felt a little heavy.

There are fifteen people in a group, only one Xianbei, who suddenly dies now. If it is not handled properly, it is very easy for people to use it as a sensation and arouse hatred.

At this time, the military doctor carried the medicine box and trotted into the tent, hunched over and called out with a smile:

"Commander."

Military doctors are the only military branch in this military camp that does not need to be assessed. What they need is people who are old and have experience in treating injuries.

Xie Yuan was really in a bad mood. He took a cold face and took a step back and gave in and said:

"Try it."

The military camp responded, put the medicine box on the ground, went to the corpse, lifted the quilt, and carefully checked it.

Xie Yuan stood behind him and watched. Seeing that he had stripped the body's clothes, checked from his scalp to his feet, looked and touched back and forth, checked many sides, and saw that the expression on his face became more and more confused, Xie Yuan's mood became heavier.

Sure enough, the sound of the horns came out again until the sound of the horns came out. Half an hour of morning exercise had passed before the military doctor stood up and said to Xie Yuan with some embarrassment:

"This, the commander, seems... it's not poisoning or injury, it may be that it's sudden death from the disease."

"It seems?" Xie Yuan asked with a brow raised.

The military doctor quickly bent and added carefully: "...I died suddenly during the illness."

"What disease?" Xie Yuan asked again.

"Uh... He didn't see me before his death. Now everyone is dead, no one knows this. Anyway, he has no sign of poisoning and has no injuries on his body. That's not because he died of illness. How could he die?" The military doctor said helplessly with his hands spread out.

"It's not a disease, right?"

"No, no, the epidemic is so sudden. Everyone with his accomplices is fine."

When Xie Yuan heard this, his eyebrows relaxed and felt relieved. He then ordered someone to take away the body and transfer it to another tent alone. After the entire camp announced the autopsy results, he would be buried.

When she walked out of the tent, Xie Yuan looked at the more than ten people standing in line at the door, and saw them standing with their eyes hanging down and their hands hanging down. There was no initial panic on their faces, as if they felt that things had passed.

Xie Yuan's anger rose a little more, he stopped in front of them, and cursed coldly:

"You live in the same tent with him, and you actually waited for someone to die and get cold. You only realized that this is normal?"

Everyone's expressions were loose and their expressions were different, but they still didn't say anything.

Xie Yuan pressed his hand on the sword around his waist, and slowly paced back and forth in front of them, saying:

"I have said it many times, almost a matter of hearing, so that you can regard him as your comrades-in-arms, take care of each other, and help each other when you go to the battlefield in the future. You can only help each other. You think my words are in front of you?!"

Xie Yuan's voice was not loud, but his tone was like a blade. Several people were so scared that they shook, and the co-chair spoke:

"The commander, it's not us, it's not us who deliberately ignore him, it's because he doesn't talk to us, so can we still rush up?"

Who knew Xie Yuan immediately said:

"You have to hurry up! You are the mate leader, and the mate leader is the leader who leads a group of people. It is your responsibility to resolve conflicts and unite accomplices, otherwise what do you do?!"

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to say anything anymore.

Xie Yuan thought helplessly: Now everyone is dead, what is the use of these? So he restrained his anger and scolded him:

"Go to train!" He left with a cold face.
Chapter completed!