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Cao Mao nodded calmly, and rode Jinlin straight into Wancheng.

Behind Xu You, Deng Ai and others also followed closely behind.

Seeing this, Dong Zhao couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Although it was the first time he met Cao Mao, he had already heard of Cao Mao's name.

He has made great achievements in battle, is unparalleled in wisdom and bravery, and at the same time has a tyrannical temper. He is the kind of master who will kill if he disagrees with him!
I only brought a few officials out of the city to greet him today, so he wouldn't feel that he was trying to give him a bad blow, right?
Dong Zhao didn't dare to hesitate, he hurriedly greeted his subordinates behind him, and followed Cao Mao and his party.

After Cao Mao entered the city, everything he saw was desolate.

Almost every household is hung with white cloth, crying one after another.

Seeing the luxuriously dressed Cao Mao and others, they didn't feel awe or fear at all, and all of them looked numb.

All these scenes put heavy pressure on everyone's hearts.

It wasn't until the county government office that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Inside the conference hall.

Cao Mao sat unceremoniously on the chief seat, and Dong Zhao, who was the governor of the county, had no choice but to bow down.

After everyone was seated, Dong Zhaocai said cautiously,
"Young master is here in Wancheng, but you have something important to do?"

"I heard that the plague in Wancheng and other places is serious. I came here this time to control the epidemic."

After hearing this, Dong Zhao frowned.

Naturally, he would not doubt Cao Mao's talent in martial arts and military affairs.

But the plague is different.

It is menacing, killing people invisible.

Just because you are a warrior, you want to cure the plague?
"Young Master, the disease is fierce and ruthless. If you accidentally get it, it may endanger your life. You might as well leave as soon as possible and leave it to me to take care of it."

Dong Zhao pretended to be kind and persuaded.

He didn't want Cao Mao to intervene, which would affect the normal operation of the government's control of the epidemic.

"Let it be managed by you?"

Cao Mao sneered, his handsome face was full of disdain,
"According to what I have heard, it has been more than half a year since the outbreak of the epidemic last year, and the sheriff took office at the beginning of this year."

"But tell me, have you got the epidemic under control?"

"Not only did you fail to control the epidemic, but you made it worse."

"Wancheng is only a few hundred miles away from Xudu, if it endangers Xudu, what should you do?!"

Cao Mao's stern voice to He Wen left Dong Zhao speechless!

The other officials on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up to defend Dong Zhao.

"My lord, it's not that I'm incapable of doing things, it's just that the epidemic is very fierce..."

"I think you are not disadvantaged in your work, but incompetent waste!"

Cao Mao interrupted him unceremoniously, and shouted in a deep voice,

"From now on, I will handle all the affairs of Wancheng. Within one month, I will definitely bring the epidemic under control!"

"Young master, this... this is against the rules!"

Dong Zhao's eyes widened.

He is the prefect of Nanyang County, how can he hand over the power of governing Wancheng to Cao Mao?

"Unruly?"

Cao Mao sneered,
"It's fine if you want to follow the rules. As long as you give me a military order to control the epidemic in Wancheng within one month, I will no longer interfere in Wancheng's affairs."

Dong Zhao couldn't say a word for a while.

He doesn't have the ability to control the epidemic within a month.

Seeing that Dong Zhao was silent, Cao Mao slapped the table, stood up abruptly, and said coldly,
"Then it's settled! You all come out with me!"

He walked out first.

Dong Zhao stood there dumbfounded.

The subordinates on the side leaned forward and whispered,

"Your Majesty, do you want to report this matter to the Prime Minister?"

Dong Zhao is an official who loves the people like his son, and he is heartbroken and powerless about the plague that is currently raging.

The reason why he is unwilling to hand over his power is that he is worried that Cao Mao is messing around and making the epidemic worse!

If Cao Mao really has the ability to control the plague, then why not surrender power temporarily?
"That's it!"

Dong Zhao waved his hand and led the crowd out.

Soon all the soldiers in the city gathered.

Wancheng is the seat of Nanyang County, but now there are less than [-] soldiers.

This shows how serious the epidemic is!

on the campus.

Cao Mao looked at the soldiers under the stage and said in a deep voice,
"I am the son of the current prime minister, Cao Mao, the prefect of Hanoi County!"

"From today onwards, you will accept my dispatch and obey my orders."

"I will completely quell this epidemic within one month!"

"Anyone who violates the military order will be beheaded."

"Understand?"

Hearing this, all the soldiers present were in commotion, and looked at Cao Mao in surprise!
If someone else dared to say such bold words, they would naturally not believe it.

But it was Cao Mao who said this!
You must know that after a series of proud victories, Cao Mao is now the incarnation of the God of War in the Han army!

Can the words of God of War be false?

Certainly not!

"understand!"

Everyone responded in unison, their eyes and expressions full of hope!
As for Cao Mao's blatant overreach of power, even Dong Zhao, who was the county guard, had no objection, and other officials naturally would not object.

"Sheriff, you collect supplies immediately, sew them together with two layers of linen, remember to put a thin layer of cotton in the middle...give them to the soldiers in the city to wear on their faces."

Cao Mao gave careful instructions, and slowly explained the process of making a simple mask.

"Young master, why is this?"

Dong Zhao looked a little dazed.

"For my order, you only need to execute it, and you don't need to question it!"

Cao Mao frowned slightly and said calmly.

"Follow the son's order."

Dong Zhao ate a nail, and surrendered with some displeasure.

"Besides, from this moment on, all the city is under martial law and a strict curfew is enforced."

"Whether you are an official or a commoner, you must have a token to go to the streets."

"Unless you have a special reason, you are not allowed to go out."

"Strictly control materials such as firewood, rice, oil and salt."

"As for families suffering from the plague, they must be quarantined, and they must not be allowed to come into contact with the outside world at will."

"A person who died of illness not only has to be cremated, but also burns all the clothes in his residence!"

Cao Mao issued a series of orders in a row, but it made everyone present open their mouths in surprise.

"This... If the curfew is enforced, the people will be extremely dissatisfied."

"That's right! If the corpse is still to be burned, how can the family members of the deceased agree?"

Several officials could not help but retort.

Ancient China paid attention to burial, and cremation was not popular.

Cao Mao asked for the cremation of the corpse, not to mention ordinary people, even the officials present disagreed.

"Dissatisfied? Don't agree? Then just kill them all."

There was a murderous intent in Cao Mao's eyes,
"Anyway, the epidemic cannot be controlled. Sooner or later, everyone will die from the plague together. Why not send them on the road ahead of time."