As soon as he said this, except for the few soldiers close to Uncle Liang, everyone else couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at each other in shock. No one could have imagined that the true face of the matter was like this.

Wei Duoyou looked up at the sky, concentrating his mind for a while, and then said lightly: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it can be imagined that as soon as you approached, the two sages stabbed the whistle into their chests. The grassland warriors thought that they were unparalleled in riding and shooting, and did not use scimitars but only arrows when they committed suicide. They thought suicide was a very embarrassing thing, so they wanted to break the arrow shaft without leaving any traces. Originally, they could have acted more like it, but unfortunately they were too conceited and would rather leave some flaws than die at the hands of the Zhou people. What are their plans?"

"Oh——" The fat chief understood: "I understand. They want to lure us into the pass so that all the border horses in the Great Zhou will fall ill. They can take advantage of the situation, right?"

"General, please spare me!" Liang Bo's legs weakened, and he knelt down and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "The young man was originally a slave, and he came to join the army for the master's family. If he could make meritorious and receive titles, his whole family would be removed from his slave and ruin his alchemy book. The young man was really profit-loving and eager to make meritorious. Although he thought this was strange, he refused to think about it carefully. I hope the general would be sympathetic!"

"Forget it, the situation is urgent, and it's too late to pursue it with you." Wei Duoyou waved his hand impatiently and turned to ask the fat chief: "Where are those sick horses? Are there any inside the pass?"

"This------" Chief Fatty Guan started to tie his tongue: "As soon as he was seized the day before yesterday, he only entered the pass and fed some fodder, so he sent someone to escort him to the Shilin Race Farm."

"What did you say? The Celin Horse Farm?" Wei Duoyou took a breath. He had heard Zhao Bohu say that Ying Feizi pleased King Xiao of Zhou by raising horses with his good horses, and obtained a vassal title, which specializes in raising war horses for the Great Zhou Dynasty, especially the Western Sixth Division. There are many horse farms in the Qin State, and the largest one is the Celin Horse Farm. If the horse plague spreads to the Celin Horse Farm, the combat power of the Western Sixth Division will be greatly damaged.

He was so anxious that he grabbed the fat chief's shoulder. His strength made the fat man frown: "How far is this place from the Quinlin Horse Farm? Are all the sick horses entering the horse farm?"

The fat chief gritted his teeth and replied, "It's not far away, and the fast horses will arrive in half a day. The soldiers who were escorted back today at noon. The horses -------- must have been taken into the horse farm."

Wei Duoyou's face turned pale and he was about to walk out quickly. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and turned to the fat chief and said, "You should send a message to all beacons and follow the instructions in the past few days. If something is wrong with the Ministry of War, quickly raise the beacon to call the police."

"What does the general mean?" The fat chief understood immediately and replied loudly: "No!"

The fields in early spring are a little desolate, and the spring sowing has not yet begun. Few ploughers walk around in the farmland. The official road is dusty, and more than twenty riders are running on the bumpy road.

Wei Duoyou ran ahead first, feeling indescribable frustration and anxiety. Why is he so stupid? The grassland nations should have sacrificed to heaven in autumn, not in this season. It was not by chance that the King of the King of the Qilian Mountains appeared at the foot of the Qilian Mountains. He wanted to see his plan for many days succeed step by step. What should he do next? Thinking about it with his toes, he understood that when the war horses in the Quinlin Horse Farm were infected, the Western Sixth Division could not receive the supplement of the horses, which was when the cavalry invaded a large-scale invasion.

I ran so hard that my heart and lungs were almost shaking out, but it was still too late.

At this time, there was no cheerful scene of horses leaping in the Qinglin Horse Farm. People looked at the horses in the horse circle and panting in a daze. Some horses foamed at the mouth, while others were already facing the sky, and they could only breathe in and not breathe.

In this situation, even the Qin Hou, who got the true teaching of raising horses from his father Ying Feizi, was at a loss. His name was Qin Hou, instead of being a marquis. At this time, Qin State was still a vassal who did not even have the lowest baron.

Although the Qin Hou had no title, he went to Haojing to pay homage every year and recognized the elder of the Duke Zhao's mansion. When he saw Wei Duoyou and Uncle Mi came, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute and greet him.

Wei Duoyou returned the tribute urgently and asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Mr. Qin doesn't have to be polite. We came from Qibei Pass, and most of the Guanma died of illness there. What's the situation here?"

"Hey! Don't mention it!" Qin Hou stomped his feet heavily, with a look of depression: "Qingbeiguan brought over more than 100 horses seized from the yen, and said nothing else. We also entered the stable according to the old rules. We didn't expect that since the day before yesterday, the horses started to get wrong one after another. First, they didn't eat grass and were listless. Yesterday, horses began to get sick one after another, foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground. After counting this morning, about 300 dead horses. What should I do?"

"Mr. Qin, don't be anxious!" Uncle Mi interrupted, "We came over to the grassland and passed by the Yimao. Haven't you heard of any horse plague there? Where did this plague come from?"

Qin Hou frowned and thought for a while: "There are many merchants in the Qin State who traveled between Xirong and Fenghao. I heard that Lin Hu seems to have a horse plague this year, so we asked carefully when we collected the horses. If it were Lin Hu's horses, they would not be collected. But this time the horses were sent, so we would have collected them too!"

Needless to say, with King Yu's scheming, it must be that he deliberately collected the sick horse from Linhu's tribe, and took the opportunity to transmit the horse plague to the Beiguan and the Qinglin Horse Farm. Wei Duoyou understood it in his heart, but he was inconvenient to say it out loud. He understood that the most important thing at the moment was to prevent the spread of epidemics to other horse farms, especially the Western Sixth Division.

He asked Qin Hou: "Have you sent horses outside the Qinglin Horse Farm these days?"

Qin Hou was stunned, licked his lips and said, "Only once, the day when the horses from Qishan Pass were sent, the Qishan Camp of the West Sixth Division also sent people to ask for horses, so I picked up three hundred horses to deliver to them. Calculate that, these horses were about to enter the camp. But------" He said anxiously: "There are no new horses in Qibei Pass there, so there should be no problem?"

"No problem?" Wei Duoyou roared and pointed to the dead horse corpse on the grassland: "Qin Jun, see how fast the horse plague spreads? How serious is the consequence? If the Xiqiu attacks heavily while there is no war horse available in the Western Sixth Division, how can our Great Zhou defend against the enemy? Can you bear the consequence?"

This roar scared Qin Hou to death: "What should I do? General Wei, what should I do now?"

Wei Duoyou calmed down: "You are in the horse farm and remember to block the Qinglin horse farm. All horses are not allowed to enter and exit the horse farm again. Once any horses have symptoms, kill Shenmeng immediately. Uncle Mi," he turned around and ordered: "The situation is urgent, I have to go to Qishan Camp immediately. You can quickly take people to Haojing to inform Zhao Zimu of this matter and let him prepare early. The lord will invade a large amount soon!"

"General!" Uncle Mi said, "You are afraid of danger, so I can only bring two people. The others follow you in case of unexpected results!" Afraid that he disagrees, he whispered: "I heard that Duke Guo has recently suffered from a cervical tract and returned to his country to recuperate. Now the person in charge of the Qishan camp is Ji Gonggao. This person has always been incompatible with the head of the family, and is afraid he will not listen to the general's advice."

Wei Duoyou thought for a moment and stopped insisting: "Okay, let's take action separately!"


Chapter completed!