Daming One Piece

Chapter 182 The Curse of the Gods (Second Update, please subscribe)
Although it was a bright and sunny day, the streets of Shengjing were deserted. Not only were the people invisible, but even the soldiers of the martial law in the quiet streets were invisible. There was a voice of chanting:
"Don't pinch, don't count, the destiny is only 11 years, yesterday the slave acted violently, today he was sent by heaven..."

This voice hovered over this dead city.It seems to be singing here, singing there, everyone seems to be singing.

No one knows where this nursery rhyme was sung, but what is certain is that this "prophetic" nursery rhyme is a sign of ominousness and death.

If it was a month ago, no one in Shengjing City would have dared to spread such a "prophecy", but now, everything has changed, but in just half a month, Shengjing City has become a dead city. Thousands of people were infected with smallpox, and people died every day, even to the point where no one collected their bodies.

It's midsummer, those undisturbed and buried corpses are rapidly decomposing, and emit a foul smell, flies are buzzing, and I don't know how many seriously ill people just watched their wives and children die of the torment of smallpox like that , and then rotted little by little, turning into a swollen corpse that exudes a foul smell, and then it was covered with flies, and after a few days, pieces of crickets crawled out of the corpse, and the corpse flowed everywhere...

This is an unprecedented catastrophe!
Although the Han slaves did not escape during this plague, they still sang happily, as if only the above could vent their inner anger and suffering. Yes, they suffered too much,
Their murders were killed by Jiannu, and they themselves became slaves of Jiannu. They could only linger on in order to survive, but now, facing death, especially the so-called "masters" were infected with smallpox one by one, in pain one by one They died one after another, they only felt that all this was retribution!
Yes, retribution!

It's God's retribution!

"Yesterday my slave acted fiercely, but today I was sent by heaven..."

Is this sent by God?
Amid the joyous singing of the people, even Jianjuzhen herself became suspicious. They had to doubt that in the past, when they did not follow Nurhachi against the Ming Dynasty, they had never encountered smallpox at that time.

In fact, even if it is infected, they don't know it, and often a tribe dies.Just like in North America, for those tribes with a population of only one or two hundred people, a single smallpox can kill everyone.

Right now, the same is true here.

Facing the deaths one after another, those Jurchens who were killing people were also frightened. The fear of death, especially the death brought to their families by the plague, made them all feel desperate, even if they were Even the bravest Baturu could not resist the attack of the plague.

In the plague, their family members, including themselves, can only wait for death!

This is a curse from heaven!
It is a curse on these Jurchens!

The shaman master jumped up to the big god, but even so, he couldn't save the dead. Even the shaman master was infected with the plague, and after they got sick, they fell into a high fever and they just kept murmuring in their mouths.

"Heaven's punishment, this is heaven's punishment, it's heaven's punishment for Jurchen's entry into Han territory..."

fear!

Unprecedented fear spread in everyone's hearts along with the desperate murmurs of the shamans before they died, not only the ordinary soldiers of the Eight Banners, even the so-called great Khan Nurhachi of the Great Jin Kingdom was already sick. In the famine, he was covered with pox, lying on the bed in despair, and told his nephew Amin.

"Go, go to sacrifice to the heavens, and pray to the heavens to bless me, bless me... Only, as long as the heavens are willing and willing to let me recover, I am willing to withdraw to Jianzhou, withdraw to Jianzhou, and never, never enter Mingtu..."

Facing death, even Nurhachi was afraid. What he was afraid of was not his own death, but thousands of Jurchens dying in this plague.

If he really couldn't figure out what was going on, why this plague would infect so many people overnight.

In this era without epidemic investigation, no one can speculate how the plague occurred and how it broke out. It is precisely because of this that some people think it is sent by heaven!
It is God's punishment for the Jurchen's capture of Mingtu.

Even Nurhachi believed that this was sent by heaven.

can't...

No one dared to say it, because it was related to the life of the Great Khan, and they were afraid that if they said it, they would be regarded as a curse.

In fact, many of them also think that this fact is too strange, and the strangeness is a bit unbelievable.Otherwise, how could it spread throughout the entire Dajin Kingdom overnight?
Of course, even if they tried their best, they never imagined that this would be a man-made plague. After all, for people in this era, smallpox as a weapon is beyond people's imagination.Even if they thought about it, they didn't know how to infect so many people.

When people can't find the answer in reality, they can only look for it in the power of ghosts and gods. Moreover, these Jiannu savages who have just walked out of the white mountains and black waters have no civilization at all. They have long been accustomed to the power of ghosts and gods. Look to God for answers through the shaman.

It seems that God's punishment, this is the best answer.

For Nurhachi, this was also the last way he could think of. The desire for life made him send his nephew Amin to represent himself, with a prayer in his hand, to the Temple of Heaven, begging for the blessings of the gods and ancestors.Even Nurhachi's sacrificial rites truthfully stated his repentance:
"God and ancestors: your descendants - Nurhaci Aixinjueluo, are now ill."

Of course, it cannot be said that it is God's punishment here, and we have to change another word.

"We have to give you a statue to worship, I beg you to show mercy, and bless my illness to recover soon... After I recover, I will return to Baishan Heishui. From now on, I will sacrifice to you on the first and fifteenth day of every month. , year after month without interruption..."

After praying for God's forgiveness, they sacrificed cattle and sheep to the gods while the shaman danced and shouted to the gods.

In the bonfire, those masked shamans jumped and jumped around the bonfire, while the surrounding Jurchens were all kneeling on the ground, praying for God's blessing and punishment.

At the same time, there are still some Jurchen who have fled Shengjing in despair. Fear of death made them choose to escape...

(End of this chapter)