"Really, there is no way at all, the surroundings have been burned by the line people, there is nothing left, three days and three nights of heavy rain have soaked some herbs that may be useful, there is no use at all, some of the medicines carried by the army do not know how to use, the doctors are dead, we have no way at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

An elderly general said to Min Qide with a bitter face: "Seventeen of my troops have died, and there are more than 100 sick people, and if we don't send them to the big camp, normal soldiers will also get sick, from one to two to three to four, one after another will never stop, if we don't separate the sick soldiers from the healthy soldiers, our 100,000 people will be doomed!" This is why the first king endured the pain and ordered the shooting of the sick soldier in the first place! ”

"I know! I've experienced it myself! That's why I ordered it, just ...... These are our own people, our blood relatives, they are sick, but I want to kill them, old general, do you think, after I die, what face will I have to face them? ”

The old general blushed and patted his chest: "The old man must die before the prince, there is an old man, the old man will explain to them, if they don't listen, let them devour the old man's flesh and blood!" Absolutely nothing to do with the prince! I'll take care of all this, old man! If the prince believes the old man, let the old man take charge! ”

When it comes to this step, there is no need to hide it, Min Qide really has no psychological preparation to order to shoot his own soldiers, and the scene of his grandfather's depressed ending is still repeated in front of his eyes, he doesn't want to repeat such a mistake himself, even if he orders to isolate these soldiers, he hopes that the person who ordered the shooting is not him.

So, the veteran general in his fifties took on such a duty.

Even if he is scolded by the clansmen, he must solve the plague and win the war, otherwise, the old man will not even have a chance to be scolded by the clansmen!

By the afternoon of the next day, more than 3,000 people had developed symptoms of high fever, more than 1,000 people were unconscious, and the death toll had risen to 800.

The people in the barracks were panicked, and everyone seemed to realize something.

After another day, there were almost no more patients with high fever in the barracks, and more than a thousand soldiers in the sick camp had died of illness, and several soldiers in the sick camp were reported to have been hacked to death by the guards when they tried to break out of the sick camp.

Min Qide knew that if he didn't make up his mind, he would have no chance.

That night, when the sky was dark, a burst of dense musket guns rang out in the southeast corner of the camp, the soldiers of the camp panicked, and picked up their weapons to check out the camp, the battalion sounded the battle horn of the commander, everyone was nervously on guard, and after a while, Min Qide appeared in front of everyone with his whole body draped, and several officers talked nervously, and after a while, everyone saw that the location of the sick camp in the southeast corner was on fire.

The entire barracks suddenly became restless, and after a while, a musketeer ran over and knelt in front of Min Qide to report the battle to him.

The Siamese army has a forward team that took advantage of the dark night to touch the sick camp, thinking that it was the main camp, so it began to sneak attack, and was found by the old general who happened to lead the army to inspect the camp, so the old general immediately led the team to support, but most of the soldiers in the sick camp lost their combat effectiveness, and the Siamese army set fire to the camp after discovering this matter, and when the old general led the army to rush over, he fought fiercely with the Siamese army, although he repelled the Siamese army, but the sick camp could not be saved.

Min Qide's tears flowed down at once.

"Siamese slaves who have lost their conscience! Actually killed my sick brother! Kill my sick kindred! O my countrymen!! ”

Min Qide knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, as if his father had died, slapping the ground sadly, his fists were bloody, such a miserable appearance, driving the emotions of the soldiers in the camp, making them cry bitterly, and the sad atmosphere swept the entire camp, and almost every soldier was crying for the death of his comrades.

"I swear to God! If I hadn't set foot on Siam and taken the head of that lowly slave of Narixuan to my compatriots, I would have died and would not be able to be buried in my family's cemetery! When I die, my body will be trampled into mud by elephants, and my soul will remain forever in the darkest corners, tormented and tormented! ”

Min Qide stood up, clenched the weapon in his hand, and raised his head and shouted loudly.

Then he turned to face his grieving men.

"Look! You remember! Don't forget! Who is it! Killed our compatriots who could not fight back! Who took their lives! It's Siamese! It's Narixuan, that cheap slave! It's the lowly slave who went to the ground! How dare they kill our compatriots! Valiant warriors! How can you avenge our compatriots?! ”

I don't know who shouted at the right time: "Kill!!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The soldiers were encouraged and shouted in unison "Kill, kill, kill", as the low morale caused by the lack of food and clothing and the plague seemed to be restored in an instant, and everyone poured their hatred on the Siamese army that did not exist and attacked the camp.

Min Qide looked at the fanatical soldiers in front of him, knowing that his goal had been achieved, killing two birds with one stone, not only solving the sick riot soldiers, but also recovering the low morale of the soldiers.

He didn't plan to continue waiting for the hateful miscellaneous soldiers here, he wanted to lead the team to take the initiative to get closer to them, and after teaching them a hard lesson, he went straight south, no longer waiting, if he continued to wait, he would get nothing, only death and cold.

Not to mention the soldiers these days, even he hasn't eaten a few pieces of meat, which makes his stomach extremely empty.

So early the next morning, Min Qide announced his march and led his army to the way where the march had come, and while the soldiers were still confused, a day later they met the miscellaneous army that was encamped in the mud and had no intention of advancing.

After a while, Min Qide's main force drove these miscellaneous soldiers to walk in front of them with red eyes, and they followed behind, ready to exchange the lives of these miscellaneous soldiers for victory in the Great Patriotic War, and of course, counting their comrades-in-arms who did not turn a blind eye to death and did not believe that their own people would be cruel to them.