Five Hundred and Eighty-One: Horse Plague in Northern Xinjiang (8)

The source of horse plague is transmitted by insects and flies, and the host's physical constitution directly affects the length of the incubation period.

Northern Xinjiang advocates sky burial, allowing the bodies of the Ferghana horses to rot on the ground and be eaten by mosquitoes, flies, insects, or birds and beasts.

The horse farm is not a clean and dust-free place, and the slaves will not have any defense against those small mosquitoes, flies, and insects.

It is conceivable how terrible it will be if this horse plague really spreads.

The Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court was cheated of 10 million guan of huge wealth by the horse dealers of the Shalan Kingdom. Fortunately, all the mares have been bred, and more than a thousand mares have been found to be pregnant successfully one after another, barely recovering some losses. Otherwise, the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court would really lose money this time.

However, the bad luck did not end there.

About half a month later, the pregnant mare had a high fever that did not subside, and the whole body seemed to be swollen. The breathing was like a cow's panting, and occasionally there would be violent coughing, and the nostrils were wide open, and a large amount of "snot" containing foamy liquid flowed out. This was obviously a serious illness.

The slave who was taking care of the pregnant horse was so scared that he hurriedly reported the matter.

The slave trembled, his body was shaking like a sieve, and he kept begging for mercy, fearing that he would also be secretly dealt with.

"Could it be that the mare's illness was caused by those sweat-blood horses before?"

The owner of the stable had a gloomy face. The mare was lying on the ground of the stable, breathing heavily, but her body was as if it was filled with water, swollen a lot, and in a serious condition. Even a blind person could see that the pregnant horse was seriously ill. "Can it be saved?"

The veterinarian of the stable had a bitter face and shook his head helplessly.

Ordinary minor illnesses can still be cured, but such a terminal illness is really powerless to save the day.

The owner of the stable secretly clenched his back teeth, and his eyes seemed to be able to burst out venom that could kill with one blow.

The previous Ferghana horses had already lost too much money. Fortunately, the probability of pregnancy of the mares was still high. If the mare gave birth smoothly, the losses in the northern border would be offset. After breeding for another three to five years and training them into powerful war horses, the previous losses could be earned back many times.

What about now?

The pregnant horse that was carefully cared for like gold fell ill and was seriously ill. The veterinarian was powerless to save her.

The mare died, and the fetus in her belly could not be saved. At once, a mare with excellent bloodline and a foal with more potential were lost.

Thinking of this loss, the owner of the horse farm was heartbroken.

Before he could recover from this blow, slaves from another area came to report that another pregnant horse was seriously ill.

"What--"

The world was spinning, and the owner of the horse farm's voice was distorted.

He resisted the urge to roar and throw things for a long time, and hurriedly said to the veterinarian, "Go and have a look!"

It was the same disease again!

Seeing the second sick mare, the owner of the stable felt depressed and said quickly, "Check all the pregnant horses."

It is obvious that the disease of the Arabian horse has spread to these mares. If it is discovered early, they may still be saved.

However, the symptoms of this horse plague during the incubation period are mild, at most some mental fatigue, and the mood of pregnant horses is not high, so it is really difficult to judge. In the end, the veterinarian still found five sick horses with some symptoms of the disease, and they were urgently isolated from the stable.

This incident once again alarmed the entire Northern Frontier Imperial Court. The King of the Northern Frontier Imperial Court roared and was angry, and the people below silently endured the other party's saliva attack. The "wise man" Wuliba was frozen by the King of Northern Frontier for nearly a year because he opposed the extravagant atmosphere some time ago.

The King of Northern Frontier can indeed listen to advice and has ambitions, but he is still a Northern Frontier man in his bones and advocates force more.

He was extremely disdainful of Wuliba's constant talk and great principles. What was so great about his words? Besides, he was a person who liked to enjoy and enjoy luxury. Wuliba's opposition to the extravagant style of the nobles of Northern Frontier was not just to control his daily behavior?

In the past year, Wuliba had been treated coldly by the King of Northern Frontier, and was scolded from time to time.

However, the King of Northern Frontier was still smart and did not do anything too extreme. He just made Wuliba's work less busy.

Now facing these crises, he thought of this good helper again.

"Do you have a plan, my dear?"

Wuliba thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I think it's better to be cruel and abandon those pregnant horses!"

When the King of Northern Frontier heard this, he almost fell backwards in anger.

He asked sincerely, and the other party gave such a bad idea?

Give up all the pregnant horses?

Why don't you go to heaven!

The Ferghana horses bought by the Shalan Kingdom have already lost 10 million guan. Those mares are also the best war horses of the Northern Frontier. The price of one horse is not as high as that of the Ferghana horses, but it is also worth 30,000 to 50,000 guan or even more. The total number of mares that have successfully conceived is more than 1,500, and there are also 2,000 to 3,000 mares that have not conceived. If all the mares that have been touched by the Ferghana horses are slaughtered, the loss will be so great that it will be heartbreaking!

"Get lost--"

After catching his breath, the King of the Northern Frontier was so angry that he grabbed the things at hand and threw them at Wuliba.

What kind of bad idea is this?

The 19 Ferghana horses have already made them lose tens of millions of guan. The price of those mares is also 40 to 50 million guan. In addition to the Ferghana foals in their stomachs, if all of them are abandoned, the three tribes of the Northern Frontier will lose 70 to 80 million guan this time!

Which of the mares that can be kept for breeding is not the best?

Now that they are all killed, how many elite war horses will the Northern Frontier lose?

Wuliba was hit directly, and his neatly combed braid became messy. He said nothing, bowed and retreated silently.

He also knew why the King of the Imperial Court was so angry. The loss was too great.

But he had a hunch that if he didn't do this, the loss might be even greater in the future.

However, the King of the Imperial Court would not agree to his suggestion, and the owners of the major horse farms would not agree even more.

The King of the Northern Frontier asked the horse farm to block the news, so as not to shake the determination of the warriors of the Northern Frontier to fight. On the one hand, he ordered people to quickly remove the sick horses and treat the sick horses, and to recover as much loss as possible... After a while, his hair turned a lot whiter.

However, the insects and flies that had eaten the bodies of the sick horses had spread, and it would be difficult to suppress them.

Among the sick horses, nine out of ten died of the disease, and the remaining one survived, and the foal in its belly had also died in its belly.

This bad news was far from over. Not only did the pregnant horses show signs of illness, but even the foals in the horse farm had problems.

In those days, the Northern Frontier Horse Farm was in a state of panic, and the Northern Frontier Imperial Court was filled with the king's various roars and angry roars.

The horse farm was heavily guarded, and not a single word of news leaked out.

The spies sent by Jiang Pengji did not find out the specific situation in the horse farm, but for her, this information was enough.

"The Northern Frontier Imperial Court has suffered a great loss this time." Jiang Pengji smiled and handed the bamboo slips to Wei Ci, asking him to read it and pass it to others. "Not only will they lose their pants, but they may also lose the property accumulated by their ancestors."