Three hundred and fifty plague outbreaks

Phitsanulok Province, where the Burmese army camp is located, has been particularly busy in the Burmese camp these days. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some Burmese soldiers, whose faces were covered with cloth of various colors and styles, carried the bodies of some former comrades-in-arms who would never wake up again out of the barracks, threw them into the pit they had dug earlier, and then put in some igniting items, and when the pit was full, they set it on fire.

Originally, they planned to bury it, but their commander, Prince Min Qide, said that the corpses of these loyal warriors could not be left on the dirty land where these unfortunate slaves lived, and they had to be allowed to return to their hometowns, and how to let them return to their hometowns was a very serious question, bring the corpses back? Obviously impossible, corpses are going to rot.

The answer is coming out - burn it, turn it into ashes, and take the ashes back with you.

The heavy rain lasted for three days and three nights before it stopped, and Min Kai Tak sent a messenger to contact the miscellaneous army to bring back the news, saying that they were blocked by the heavy rain and could not march at all, and that it was only two or three days away, but they were blocked and unable to walk, and the muddy land and the soaring water level after the heavy rain made the Burmese army miserable.

This made the main Burmese soldiers in Phitsanulok suffer a lot, a large number of soldiers could not find a place to stay in the rain, a small number of tents and houses were either occupied by the generals or were crowded, and they could not be stuffed into even one person, and the remaining tens of thousands of Burmese soldiers could not find a place to shelter from the rain, so they could only try to find something from the ruins of Phitsanulok that had not been burned, no matter what it was, in short, build it to shelter from the rain first.

However, it is also a rain shelter, without any thermal insulation measures.

The heavy rain was falling, the wet and cold wind was blowing, and those soldiers could neither dry themselves nor change into dry clothes, so they could only wait helplessly in the heavy rain, one day, two days, three days, and when the weather cleared and the sun shone down again, many soldiers found that their comrades-in-arms around them were lying on the ground unconscious.

The first dead man appeared at this time, and then the second, the third, in just three hours, from morning to afternoon, the news of the death of more than a hundred soldiers came out of the entire Burmese military camp in Phitsanulok, Min Kai Tak didn't think it was very serious at first, because the camp was too big, the news spread and statistics were too slow, until the five hundred soldiers who died of illness appeared and more news of being infected, he realized that the situation was already very serious.

This is a contagious plague!

However, things had gone beyond his imagination, and by the time he learned that the doctors were dead, the situation was far more serious than he knew.

He remembered that more than ten years ago, in the last battle when he followed his grandfather Mang Yinglong, the plague broke out in the camp, more than 1,000 soldiers died, and more than 2,000 people were infected.

The Burmese people simply do not have a sufficiently developed medical system, basically still in the era of witch doctors, after the Westerners came, they brought bloodletting, but this is also the witch doctor method of the Westerners, the witch doctors of the East and the witch doctors of the West get together, and the stinky tricks are frequent, not to mention the treatment, and there are many examples of their own death, so in the eyes of the Burmese people, the most effective way to deal with the plague is to find it, isolate it, shoot it, and burn it with fire.

After the one-stop service, any plague can be eliminated, of course, it is eliminated, it has never been cured, and there is such a tradition in the Burmese military camp, once there is a patient similar to the plague in the camp, if the military doctor cannot treat it, he will be directly isolated and killed, so as not to harm the army.

This time the situation was different, it was found relatively late, and the military doctors were the first batch to be wiped out, when everyone found that the dead went to the military doctors, they found that more than a dozen military doctors died in a mess, and none of them survived, everyone began to panic and reported to Min Qide, Min Qide was furious about the fact that the miscellaneous soldiers could not be rescued, and killed three heralds in a row, and suddenly heard the news of the resurgence of the plague, he almost did not faint.

No, it's terrible, it's not good!

He immediately ordered the soldiers to dig a pit outside the camp, and ordered the soldiers to throw the bodies of the dead into the pit, and wanted to bury them, but after thinking about what his grandfather had done, he felt that it was safest to burn them, so he gave an order, saying that it was intolerable for the soldiers to be buried in the enemy's land, so they should all be burned.

Now realizing that the plague was a minority, and that most of those who had experienced the bloody scene were now officers, Min Qide convened a meeting of officers and announced his decision.

When no one noticed, let these officers bring their own personal guards, holding muskets, and cooperate with the musket team of the Franco-robots, to bring the sick and those with symptoms of infection to the camp in the quarantine area, and then seal them up, and the action must be careful, so as not to cause the restlessness of those who are sick, because of the restlessness of the sick in the first place, so that a group of reckless Yinglong's personal guards who should not have died also died.

Min will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

His plan went very smoothly, knowing that the cruel officers and the Westerners who had no psychological burden acted the fastest, they searched for the sick soldiers everywhere, and then carried them out and said that they were treated, and no one doubted the healthy soldiers, and the sick and conscious soldiers did not suspect it, so they followed honestly, and when they arrived at the isolation camp and lay down, they were relieved to see that there were all the same sick people around, and some people in cloth asked for their names one by one.

However, they did not know that not far from them, the heavily armed Burmese musket team and the foreign musket team had been prepared, and the materials for the burning of the camp had been prepared, and gradually piled up throughout the isolation camp, and a fire was inevitable.

Min Qide is not hard-hearted, he doesn't want these elite soldiers who are constantly being carried into it to die like this, the training of each soldier and the process of becoming an elite is hard, and it also requires a lot of investment from the government, everyone is his heart, and it is an important support for him to step on Siam and kill the Ming army.

"Is there really nothing you can do?"

Min Qide confirmed again and again.