Yue Fei and Han Shizhong's investigation went very far. Even though they were wearing heavy cowhide armor, the horses were galloping and turning into fast walking, the forty-two cavalry did not stop. They walked to the end of the Daxianbei Mountain. After all the horseshoes in the package were consumed, they finally decided to turn back.

Because if you don’t go back, the number of horse iron is not enough.

"We are generals and we need to be responsible for the lives of our soldiers. Although the forty cavalry collected not much information, it was enough." Yue Fei turned around and looked at a deserted Tatar tribe and turned around and said to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "Ship Yue, do you know what that means?"

He knew Yue Fei best, and he knew what Yue Fei was thinking. Before leaving Bianjing, Yue Fei and the emperor of the Song Dynasty formulated a strategy in the court.

"I know." Yue Fei pointed at the Tatar tribe in the distance with his horse whip and said, "I don't want my marching camp to be so tragic in the end."

The Tatar tribe in the distance was surprisingly quiet. Countless vultures were hovering and roaring in the sky, and the clouds were pressing down on the sky above the tribe. But what scared Yue Fei the most was that there were countless vulture corpses on the ground, and they ate scorch, but this food contained extremely poison, and anthrax took away the lives of these vultures.

The tents that were originally attached to the ground were unsupported for a long time, and the unique strong wind on the grassland overturned the tents to the ground. In the exposed tents, the elderly were surrounded by the outermost circle, the children were on the second floor, and the women were on the third floor. They squeezed to keep warm like sculptures, and then died in the hands of the plague god.

"The plague in Tatar is even worse than that in Huanglong Mansion. We walked along the way and did not see any living tribe. The adult men of the tribe left the tribe they needed to guard, gathered at the feet of Wuge, the leader of Tatar, and headed towards the north of the mourning." Han Shizhong nodded and signaled to affirm Yue Fei's decision.

The Tatar tribe lost the need to attack because of the plague, and they had no power to resist. In order to survive, they would gather together as men and men. When the men left the tribe, they took away all the wealth they could take away, including cow dung for heating, and allowed the elderly, children and women to die.

Zhang Xian frowned and said, "So, are you going to disobey the Holy Order? We have discussed the strategy with the officials in Bianjing. If we don't do that, we will definitely lose the trust of His Majesty."

But this time Han Shizhong and Yue Fei were the general managers of the marching this time. Zhang Xian couldn't say anything, so he could only let them do it and wrote a disobedient letter to the capital.

Zhao Huan received letters from Han Shizhong and Yue Fei, and Zhao Ying received letters from Zhang Xian. The three letters were stacked together and a picture of the tragic situation in the world was spread out in front of Zhao Huan.

"Do it cheaply." Zhao Huan thought about it and approved Han Shizhong's letter.

Zhao Ying looked at the instructions of the official family and asked, "Official family, is the original strategy so useless?"

Zhao Huan said as if it were right: "The situation has changed. What else can I do if I don't abandon it? Could it be that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty will attack the epidemic area of ​​the Daxianbei Mountain? Even the vultures are dead. My generals are not numbers, but lives, and behind them are families."

"The official family is kind and not in charge of military affairs, and righteousness and not in charge of wealth. There is also a precedent for the Yongxing Army Road. There are only four words in the official family..." Zhao Ying carefully reminded the official family. He was actually very worried that Yue Fei and Han Shizhong's army would become a military road that would follow the command and not listen to the announcement, and would be respectful to the army.

Moreover, according to the information they received, what Han Shizhong and Yue Fei did was obviously the same as the Yongxing Army Road. They just found a reason to overturn the established grand strategy. Although they would not accept foreign military orders, how could they just not accept it?

Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Ying and shook his head, stood up and said with a smile: "What else can I do? I rode my horse and rushed to Linhuang City to admonish them? Or stop everything and ask them to return to Beijing to apologize? They are the marching general manager this time. How big a chassis they can draw, how many chips they can get, how much rewards the soldiers can get, and how much Yongye Field they have all been divided into are all things they need to consider."

"I don't have a thousand miles of sight. Even if it really exists, it's a thousand miles away from Bianjing to Linhuang City. You said, don't use anyone, don't doubt people."

Double standards are common in real life.

For example, when Zong Ze was a strategic envoy in Jinghu, Zhao Ying advised Zhao Huan to hire people without any doubts. It was Yue Fei and Han Shizhong's turn, so Zhao Huan said this to Zhao Ying.

"This will not happen in a while." Zhao Ying was anxious and sweating all over his forehead. Of course, he heard the teasing of the official family, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Zhao Huan stood up and said, "Okay, this matter is settled. Yue Fei and Han Shizhong have been with me for a long time. If they all doubted, then how boring the emperor would do? You will have a headache in a few days."

Cao Cao was suspicious and suffered from headaches, so Zhao Huan used Cao Cao to compare.

"Today Hu Yuan said that he had new discoveries, let's go and see." Zhao Huan stood up and walked towards the Imperial Hospital.

Zhao Huan trusted Yue Fei and Han Shizhong very much. Since they thought about it for so long and said they could not march, there was no need for Zhao Huan to let them die from Bianjing thousands of miles away.

"What are you doing? I can't enter my palace yet?" Zhao Huan walked into the Imperial Hospital. Before he entered the secret room, he was stopped by other imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital.

The imperial doctor who stopped Zhao Huan into the secret room looked panicked. Even though he knew that the official was joking, he still said in a cold sweat on his forehead: "Your Majesty cannot enter, there are anthrax and plague little Sumeru insects inside. Let's wait for Doctor Hu to come out."

This time it was Zhao Huan's turn to take a step back suddenly. The plague was not only unsolvable in this era, but also in the era in which he lived in later generations.

The imperial doctor looked at the official's expression and knew that his mouth was not enough to be successful. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, don't panic. This secret room is only reserved and does not conduct experiments. Doctor Hu often does experiments in a laboratory outside Tianji City."

"Dr. Hu raised some chickens in the hospital some time ago, and now they have all been sent to the laboratory outside Tianji City."

Hu Yuan lifted the thick cotton curtain and looked at the official and said, "Officials, this time I resigned to the official. Outside the Tianji City built by military weapons, Chen Gui built a laboratory for me. I have to soak it in it for several years, but before I say goodbye, I offer auspiciousness."

"I have found a prescription that can cure all diseases." Hu Yuan took out a note and handed it to the official.
Chapter completed!