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The war was cruel and the destruction was swift. Especially after Ouyang Baofeng's plan of fortifying the wall and clearing away the fields without leaving a single blade of grass. The places that were once thrown towards the barbarians of the Northern Regions were now a desolate scene. Ruins and rubble were everywhere, and even weeds were rarely seen. Fortunately, after this period of time, the ground was once again covered with a layer of green grass.

Yun Zihuang had already made a detailed plan for the control of the plague and the victims of it.

As for the people of the Northern Region who had no symptoms, all they had to do was take medicine to control them. This portion of the soldiers that had some fighting ability had been besieged by Ouyang Baofeng, resulting in heavy casualties. The remaining people, the lightly injured and the uninjured, were in good condition. They were immediately ordered to shoulder the heavy work, and were separated from the other people of the northern region. The patients with milder symptoms were originally in charge of the logistics and transportation. As the condition improved, they continued to join the soldiers with combat strength.

These Northern Reaches soldiers had now become the first batch to completely recover. At the same time, they had distanced themselves from the other Northern Reaches martial artists and were now under the supervision of someone else.

The symptoms had improved. Other northern troops that had not yet recovered were stationed in the wilderness. They were mainly responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and farming. Right now, the number of people was becoming fewer and fewer. After Yun Zihuang's treatment, the situation had greatly improved. These people would be sent to the quarantine area to clean up. She had ordered some of the plague victims from the north to come into the isolation area to control and eliminate the plague according to her orders.

After this period of time, he would go over personally to check and completely eliminate the plague.

Of course, it was impossible to send the Wind Chasing Army into the quarantine area, nor would they let the other armies in. As for these slaves, whether they would be infected by the plague or even lose their lives was not a question that needed to be considered. As invaders, they were also slaves with low statuses. Their lives and everything belonged to their masters, and they could only obey their masters' orders.

The closest to the quarantine was the Northern Slaves, who were in the process of cleaning up.

It was their greatest fortune to be able to return to the edge of the quarantine area alive everyday. During this period of time, it was impossible for them to not have one person dying. However, their lives originally did not belong to them. If one of them dared to run away, not only would this person die, but the others would also be killed because of this person's escape or resistance.

The harsh punishment of sitting on the ground caused all of these northern soldiers to be reduced into slaves. No one dared to run away.

Even if someone had such a thought, they would still be killed by their companions before they could escape even a few steps away from him. This was to avoid being implicated by him.

If they were to obediently stay here, perhaps they would die. However, the number of people who would die was very small. Escape? The only thing they could do was die. They had no weapons and were also infected by the plague. Even if they managed to escape alive, without any medicine, they would soon die. After a long time, these slaves had become numb, accepting the fate of being lowly slaves, dragging their sick bodies and bearing the burden of hard labour every day.

The area was too big, and most of the northern troops were stationed near the area.

The arrival of the Wargod Princess allowed every Northern Slave to see hope. This was the most respected wangfei who had personally come to the plague zone to give them medicine. Even the princess wasn't afraid of entering the quarantine, so what was there to be afraid of about their lowly slaves?

Initially, Yun Zi Feng didn't want to bring his personal guards into the isolation grounds, as this was, after all, the source of the plague. Although she could control the plague and treat its victims, he didn't want his personal guards to be infected by the plague. Helpless, Yun Yin and Feng Ning persevered. In the end, she still brought a hundred personal guards with his and went deeper into the quarantine.

He slowly walked through the isolation area and checked every nook and cranny, not leaving a single trace of danger behind. If there was even the slightest mistake, the plague would spread to the north once again. Fortunately, Ouyang Baofeng had done well in the past. His plan of fortifying the wall and clearing away the land had kept the people of the Northern Regions and the Sun Ascension Empire within his reach. After the enemy troops were defeated and fled, a defensive line was immediately set up to cut off the quarantine and other areas, leaving no opportunity for the plague to spread widely.

Yun Yin felt helpless. If he could, he definitely wouldn't let his wife come to this place personally. But only she could control the plague and treat the plague.

All the slaves who saw them along the way knelt on the ground from afar and buried their heads deep in the ground. They waited until some distance had passed before raising their heads and continuing with their work. She saw that these people were all dressed in shabby clothes and looked haggard. Their faces were covered in dust and there was a numb expression on their faces. Only their eyes still had some light to them. Some people's eyes were also dark and gloomy. They were like a shell, a walking corpse.

They had to stay for a few days within each area to check if there were any sources of plague to diagnose and treat the slaves in the northern region.

Looking at the slaves kneeling in front of him, kowtowing and thanking him, many of these people were once generals of the Northern Territories. They had killed countless Northern Frontier people. These invaders, the former butchers, had now become humble and submissive slaves. They didn't even dare to stand up and walk in front of her, only kneeling and crawling on the ground.

Once again, an absurd and illusory feeling appeared. Everything before his eyes was like a play, a movie, or a dream.

In the deep night, the strong smell of medicine wafted in the night wind. These slaves had to start working at dawn, except for a short period when they could eat, they had to work all the way until sunset before they could come back to eat and rest. Similarly, only at this time would they be able to get food and medicine. No one dared to be lazy, and if the tasks assigned to them were not done, they would not be able to get any food and medicine.

However, this suppressed the people of the Northern Regions. Their most tenacious natures were revealed, and they persevered, holding on, because they knew that as long as they could not stand up, they would no longer have any value left.

The stars in the night sky were bright, and Yun Zihuang was quietly looking at the night sky. The summer night breeze was bringing her coolness, but her heart was not at peace. It was always at this time that she would think of Feng Qingxiao. It was impossible to forget him, and she would inadvertently think of him. During the busy days, when he had a moment to rest, he couldn't help but think of him.

Thoughts were a type of incurable poison, and this poison had already seeped into her heart and deep into her bones!

"Feng Qingxiao, will you think of me when I think of you?"