Liu Xiang slept soundly in the house. He had been overworked in the past few days, and he let go of his worries and slept very soundly.
In the middle of the night, I was shaken awake by a guard. I was about to get angry when I heard the guard whisper: "Sir, something is wrong. There are strange movements in the distance. It seems that someone is fighting, and they are getting closer."
Liu Xiang listened carefully, and there was a strange roar coming from outside the door. It seemed that there were many people making strange noises, and there were also various shouts, Chinese and gibberish, and the sounds of weapons clashing, all intertwined together, making it sound weird no matter how strange it sounded.
The sound is getting closer and closer, arousing fear in people's hearts.
The prefect sent out troops in the middle of the night and stormed into the military camp?
This bastard Zhang Ju is going to cheat his father to death!
Thinking of this, Liu Xiang quickly stood up and said, "Quickly find something to block the door, don't let anyone rush in."
The three of them acted quickly and looked around. There was nothing to block the door of this small house.
"Hold the door, otherwise we will die!"
The three of them had no weapons at all, and were hiding on both sides of the gate with their bare hands, feeling unsure.
The noise outside the door became louder and louder, and the sounds of strange screams and fighting continued.
But what Liu Xiang heard was strange. It didn't sound like the two parties were fighting at all. Instead, they were fighting on their own, with many parties in chaos. What was strange was that it was also mixed with various abuses and voices urging them to stop.
One of the guards also felt strange and couldn't help asking: "That's not right, what's going on?" He didn't know who to ask, and he didn't expect an answer. He just blurted out because he was really confused.
"Quiet, don't make any noise, don't attract attention." Liu Xiang quickly stopped him in a low voice.
Listening to the commotion outside, Liu Xiang thought deeply, maybe it was Ying Xiao, right?
Since the outbreak of the plague, no one has treated the county soldiers. The officers took the lead in fleeing, and the soldiers reported to their regiments. The hills were crowded with people.
There were soldiers and horses blocking the camp outside the camp. There were many conflicts, resulting in serious casualties. Armored cavalry were stationed outside the city and could annihilate them at any time.
Under such pressure, the soldier almost collapsed emotionally.
If someone wakes up from a nightmare at night, develops hysteria, rises up shouting, and fights with weapons, and the night is dark and difficult to distinguish, it will really be like a band of ten, a band of ten, a hundred, and it is out of control.
Even if you are somewhat sober, how can you not fight back when a sharp knife is thrown at you? Or if someone thinks it is an enemy attack at night, then they will fight to the death.
Historical records record that camp roars often occurred in ancient times. Even if they knew it was a camp roar, they did not dare to send troops to suppress it. The more troops were sent in the dark and midnight, the wider the scope of the impact would be. They could only wait for dawn to clean up the mess.
What a bad luck, Liu Xiang was irritated, wondering if he could escape with his life tonight.
After a while, the chaos outside the door continued, and the two guards became more and more uneasy. Liu Xiang could only pretend to be calm and whispered:
"Everyone, please be quiet. I see there is a roaring camp outside. As long as you don't attract anyone's attention, guard the door and wait until dawn, you can relieve yourself. There is no need to make random guesses or mess up the position."
The two guards heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.
The three of them hid behind the door, biding their time and looking forward to dawn.
When the sky turned white, the fighting finally stopped. Liu Xiang and the others were very lucky. No one broke in, and they stayed safe until dawn.
Liu Xiang pushed the door, but the door lock was still there. He couldn't get out, so he said to the two guards, "Let's rest for a while. It's safe."
I also walked aside to rest. I didn't know how big the roar was, and what I should do after dawn. For a while, my thoughts were disturbed.
I also thought that since I came into this world, I have been like a fallen leaf. Although I have racked my brains, I am still at the mercy of others. When will I be able to control my own destiny and live the life I want?
Liu Xiang looked at the two guards. They were running around with him, fighting plagues, and breaking into military camps. Today they went to camp together again. They were living and dying together, right?
But they are Deng Mao's people. They are said to be guards, but in fact they are surveillance. What should we do with them?
Liu Xiang couldn't believe them, but he didn't want to kill them. These days they guarded him conscientiously and never complained.
If only they were not Deng Mao's people, could he conquer them? Liu Xiang shook his head and said to himself:
"Liu Xiang, Liu Xiang, please don't have such naive thoughts. In this world of cannibalism, naive people cannot survive.
You are not a wise man who can manipulate people's hearts. Apart from broadening your horizons and gaining a little more knowledge, you are not smarter than people of this era. You must be cautious in everything, and no matter how cautious you are, you are never too cautious.
Make fewer mistakes and live longer.”
While I was thinking wildly, it was already bright, and there was the sound of unlocking the door. Two guards quickly stood up and stood in front of the door.
Liu Xiang didn't remember that he had to pretend to be calm and calm to see how the visitor would react.
The one who came in was the military prince from yesterday. He looked miserable, his armor was scattered, his neck and arms were bandaged with linen, and he was seriously injured.
Seeing Liu Xiang sitting cross-legged on the ground, he also sat opposite Liu Xiang and whispered: "I'm going to die."
"Are you going to kill me before you die?"
The military lord suddenly laughed, very happily.
"Little baby, you have such a tough mouth." He shook his head and said, "Did you get a fright last night?"
"It's just the roar of the camp." Liu Xiang was unmoved.
The Marquis was silent for a moment, his face a little gloomy.
"Liu Jun, maybe you can find a way to survive in the camp?"
Liu Xiang stood up and said, "I entered the military camp just to cure the plague." After saying that, he walked out the door.
Looking at Liu Xiang's back, the military marquis stood up and said: "If Liu Jun invites foreign troops into the camp, a certain number of county soldiers will be slaughtered, and Liu Jun will not be spared."
Liu Xiang turned around.
"It is said that people say good things when they are about to die. I have never seen it before. I want to hear this kind words today to gain some experience."
The military marquis raised his hands and saluted: "My name is Zhou Yue, a person from Lu County. I hope Liu Jun will forgive me for neglecting Liu Jun yesterday. Zhou Yue was rude and apologized to Liu Jun."
"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. What I want to hear is not an apology."
"Liu Jun doesn't know that in the past few days of conflict, more than 400 people have been injured, and more than 2,000 people have been infected with the epidemic. There are still more than a thousand soldiers who can fight, and they can still guard the camp gate. Last night, the camp roared, these thousand people
The rest of the people were killed or injured.
Now, there are only two hundred people capable of fighting in the entire military camp. Once foreign troops enter the camp, we can only sit back and let them be slaughtered."
"You are convinced that the prefect wants to kill you all?"
Zhou Li smiled helplessly.
"Do you know, Mr. Liu, that the so-called conflict is just that the prefect's private soldiers want to enter the camp and massacre the infected people, and the innocent people can't bear it, so they can only rise up and resist."
Liu Xiang didn't know whether what Zhou Yue said was true or not. He didn't know much and couldn't judge, so he asked Zhou Yue: "What do you want to do now?"
"Does Mr. Liu have a way to cure the plague? As long as the plague is gone, the prefect will not have any thoughts of massacre again."
Zhou Yue's idea was a bit naive. He didn't talk about how to treat the plague if there was no cure or medicine. Even if the plague was cured, the county soldiers had already used weapons against the prefect. How could they be merciful? How could the prefect let them go so easily when his majesty had been wiped out?
Liu Xiang shook his head.
"If there is no cure or medicine, how can we treat the disease? Whatever you want, you might as well say it directly. My life is at your mercy. I can't resist, so why bother with words and deception."