The extinct Western Region is a vast expanse of yellow sand, and the vague outlines of men and horses in the distance can already be seen.

One, two, three, more and more heads appeared, pairs of flags so conspicuous in the vast yellow sand!

More and more teams appeared in front of Huangfu Song, at least tens of thousands of them!

"This! How is this possible?"

Huangfusong couldn't believe his eyes. After more than two years of clearing the Sanfu area, how could he gather such a huge army?

Looking down at the corpses of hundreds of Qiang people at his feet, Huangfusong was convinced that these Qiang people would no longer be able to organize a war of more than a thousand people, but what happened to the group of people in the distance?

"General! Most of the soldiers are tired and cannot fight anymore. If there is a large Qiang army, nothing can be done! Withdraw the troops!"

Seeing the approaching Qiang army, Xu Huang forcibly pulled Huangfu Song's horse's head to turn it around.

"Just wait a minute! There must be something fishy at this time!"

Huangfu Song straightened his horse's head and looked gloomy. Something was wrong. Han Sui had long been unable to organize a large-scale rebel army. Now so many rebels suddenly appeared, even a fool could see that it was strange.

"Father! I am willing to find out!"

"good!"

Following Huangfu Jianshou's order, a squad of one hundred people rushed directly towards the rebels.

"Fire the arrow!"

The rebel leader noticed a small team attacking him and calmly gave orders.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

In front of the highly mobile cavalry, a few arrows could not cause effective damage at all.

"Don't rush into the enemy formation and explore around the edges. These people can't be Qiang people!"

Huangfu Jianshou turned around and shouted, turned his horse's head and galloped towards the right side of the rebels.

"He's riding on a horse! It's really not the case!"

Looking at the hidden flags in the army with the characters "Xu", "Niu" and "Dong", Huangfu Jianshou understood! His father's guess was correct, this big cat was a bit scary!

"retreat!"

The hundred-man squad quickly turned around and ran towards the headquarters at Huangfu Jianshou's order.

"Damn it! We've been discovered! Shuying, assemble your team immediately and follow Huangfu Jianshou! Proceed as planned!"

Seeing Huangfu Jianshou retreat at the first touch, Niu Fu's expression suddenly changed, and his old father-in-law's earnest teachings rang in his mind.

"Disguise yourself as Qiang people, choose a sandy weather, and if Huangfu Song leads his troops to fight, just annihilate them! If they are discovered, let Shu Ying go and deal with it..."

"Father, it's Dong Zhuo's army!"

"snort!"

"General Huangfu, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

As soon as Huangfu Jianshou finished speaking, a small team in the distance shouted loudly and quickly approached.

"Ignore it and let's go!"

As Huangfu Song turned around, Dong Min watched as Huangfu's army ignored him and stood there with an evil smile.

Huangfu Song was galloping on the road, his face full of worry. After being transferred to Fufeng, he had more than 10,000 troops at the beginning, but now he was dispatched by the court for various reasons. He only had more than 3,000 troops under his command.

Overstretched.

Three years of quelling the Sanfu Rebellion cost more than a thousand people. If it were not for the continuous recruitment of local residents, I am afraid that even 2,000 people would not be able to gather together now.

After the Sanfu Rebellion was basically eliminated, Dong Zhuo, in order to avenge his contempt, sent Xu Rong, Niu Fu and Dong Min to lead a 50,000-strong army under the banner of annihilating Han Sui's tribe. They were stationed in Tianshui, which was only 600 miles away from Fufeng. The level of threat was

it goes without saying.

The most important thing is that the court actually didn’t ask any questions?

Three thousand people versus fifty thousand people! It’s terrifying just thinking about it!

Fortunately, the skin has not been broken yet. Huangfusong breathed a sigh of relief. If this continues, something will happen sooner or later!

Cao Ang's appearance flashed in his mind, and Huangfu Song curled his lips, "Shuzi! If you don't admit your mistake first, I will die in Fufeng without saying a word to you..."

…

"Your Majesty, the wind will never end, and the rain will never end. Who is this? Heaven and earth cannot be outside, but how can it be worse than human beings?"

In the main hall of Weiyang Palace, Taiwei Ma Rixi stood in the middle of the hall and talked, while the young emperor sat above him looking confused.

"As the saying goes, the epidemic lasted only three years, but now it has been nearly three years. Zixiu and Zhang Ji of the Cao family have also developed drugs that will benefit future generations. The epidemic in Nanyang has been completely eliminated. This is a great achievement and should be rewarded!"

"The victory over the epidemic in Nanyang should be celebrated by the whole world! What the Taiwei said is right. The general can discuss with the three princes how to reward these two people. Your Majesty has a kind heart and cares about the world. Today, the whole world congratulates me as a great man!"

Behind the bead curtain, Queen He listened to the government behind the curtain, and her majestic voice spread throughout the Weiyang Palace.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live..."

The civil and military officials of the whole dynasty shouted long live, it seemed that the monarch and his ministers were in harmony and the world was at peace!

Three years ago, the naive Cao Ang thought that with Zhang Ji, the epidemic was not a result of the epidemic?

However, the facts gave him a severe blow. At this time, Zhang Ji was still a child in his twenties, and his experience and experience were far less than when later generations created the Golden Chamber Synopsis and Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases.

After the drug trial period, several seriously ill patients died, leaving Cao Ang deep in self-blame.

Cao Ang locked himself in his room for three days, trying to recall the treatment of typhoid fever in later generations.

Finally, the moment Cao Ang walked out of the room on the third day, everyone had an indescribable feeling towards Cao Ang. He had changed! He had become so mature that people couldn't understand.

Hard work paid off. With Cao Ang's memory and Zhang Ji's clinical experiments, a prescription based on "cassia twig, peony, ginger, jujube, and licorice" came out. In just two months, the Nanyang epidemic was cured. Effective control.

The prescription swept the entire Central Plains region as quickly as possible, and Cao Ang and Zhang Ji became the patron saints of the entire Central Plains region. The Nanyang epidemic was officially over!

However, on this day when everyone was celebrating, there was an old man who looked like his dead father, sobbing and drinking sip after sip of wine.

"How come these two shameless brats are so hostile to each other? Who thought they could actually work it out?"

"Hahaha, Yuan Hua is in trouble! The Cao family's children and Zhang Ji have brought blessings to me, a big man, so they must not be slandered at will!"

Fifty miles outside Xuzhou, in a farmhouse, two old men were sitting opposite each other drinking.

"Hey! Don't mention it! Do you think everyone is like you? The great scholar in the country dares not to answer the call from the imperial court! The imperial court calls me a try! I will take office immediately!"

"Hahaha! It's too late for Yuanhua to go to Luoyang now? When I write a letter and send it to the general, he will definitely be reused!"

"Come on! Although I, Hua Tuo, want to be an official, I don't want to rely on connections! I want to carry forward my medical skills, and I want to become a person like you!"

"Haha, to be honest, you have been traveling around our country over the years. Although you have gained a little fame, you are not as good as those who have the imperial city behind you. Your medical skills cannot be taken away by an old fool like you! "

"Zheng Kangcheng, I have decided!"

Seeing Hua Tuo's serious look, Zheng Xuan stroked his beard and seemed to have guessed something.

"I'm going to Luoyang to find the Cao family's son and Zhang Ji! I want to see what's going on in these two naughty boys' heads?"

"Hahaha! My lifelong wish is to describe the profound meaning of the sages and to rectify the inconsistency of hundreds of schools of medicine. Although it is contrary to your medical science, it leads to the same goal through different paths. Qihuang's technique should also be embraced by all rivers, so that it can be carried forward and help I, a big man, can give you a helping hand!”

"What you taught me, sir, is that I'm going to leave!"

Hua Tuo stood up, bowed deeply, turned around and left. His back was so graceful that Zheng Xuan was stunned. Just as he was about to raise his hand to hold him back, he felt a heartbreaking pain and looked at the wooden board on his arm, and suddenly he came to his senses.

"You, you can finish changing my medicine before leaving?"

…

"Zixiu? What are the bacteria you mentioned last time?"

Cao Ang looked at Zhang Ji holding the small notebook and looked seriously at his expression, which made him feel dizzy!

In the past, research on typhoid fever could be used as the main reason. Don’t think about those excuses. Now that the epidemic has been basically solved, Zhang Ji refuses to leave!

"Um...this bacteria is something inside our bodies..."

"Huh? Where? Where?"

Zhang Ji jumped up and touched all over his body. He clearly remembered Cao Ang telling him that typhoid fever was a disease caused by bacterial infection.

"Stop looking, there's no point in finding it, and you can't see it without a microscope!"

"Huh? What is a microscope?"

"I am Cio..."

In the end, Cao Ang sent Zhang Ji away after promising to write the work he knew into a book and let Zhang Ji study it slowly.

Cao Ang felt that he really wanted to write a book. No matter whether others could understand it or not, he would be the founder in the eyes of future generations if he proposed it first.

When future generations see the books they wrote, they will see the wonderful new terms and the wild ideas.

"Cao Zi?"

Hehe... Thinking of the honorific title given to him by future generations, Cao Ang felt a little embarrassed for the first time!

Speaking of writing a book? Cao Ang slapped his forehead, his "God List" has been off for a long time!

For three years, Cao Ang devoted himself to studying typhoid fever, and only wrote a few chapters when he remembered it occasionally. Every time Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi came, they left with disappointment, which made Cao Ang feel even more shameful...
To be continued...