In the tumbling black fire, one after another figure slowly walked out from the inside, they seemed to pass through a long twisted passage, and the figures were stretched together.
The figures who came out of the gates of hell, their pointed beaks curved downward slightly, pale exoskeletons like masks buckled on their faces, glass-like eyes, and dark wide-brimmed hats, shrouded from the head to the Foot tarpaulin textured black robe, phalanx exposed from cuffs.
The death bird flew out of the gate of hell and landed on the shoulders of these "people".
"Good evening, gentlemen."
Devil holding black umbrella and smiling.
He snapped his fingers, and the gates of hell closed silently.
"Come on, gentlemen, the banquet is about to begin."
Holding the black umbrella, the devil took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared far away from the plague ship. Those who walked out of the gates of hell followed closely behind. After they left, the plague ship was burned to ashes by black fire.
The creatures of the dark world walked silently into the first village to be infected by the Black Death.
The devil stood on a boulder at the entrance of the village, watching the guys whom he led out of hell scattered into the city with the death bird.
A lord of "greed and ill-gotten wealth" is not enough, the gate of hell can only be opened a small gap without causing the punishment of the law, he has no way to bring out the whole hell army directly... It can only be so troublesome .
The devil turned the black umbrella, thought of something, and a faint playful smile appeared on his face. Hell... What is hell? That's where evil breeds, where all the most corrupt, most depraved things pile up. A plague of doom and catastrophe in the world breeds everywhere in hell.
Even many hell creatures once came to the world, they themselves were a large source of plague infection.
There are so many guys in hell, these "people" who were drawn out of hell by the devil tonight. They feed on "plagues" and like the ones that have just broken out the most—they think that the plagues that are prevalent in the world taste the best. Therefore, at some point, the plague broke out in the earth, and they would quietly come to the world and eat a few mouthfuls of fresh plague.
They appear in some places where plagues are prevalent, and if they eat more of the plague, the local epidemic situation will improve.
Occasionally, there are a few lucky guys who saw these hell creatures walking in the plague, remember their classic beak mask-like exoskeletons, and black robe wide-brimmed hats, so imitating their characteristics, Made a doctor's outfit, hoping to play the same role. [1]
Oh, in human parlance, these guys should be called—
Plague Doctor.
"Plague Doctor."
The devil recited the term and turned the black umbrella in his hand, a smile on his face.
Interesting.
People study the creatures of hell to try to save themselves, but attribute its name to the Lord.
interesting.
After the death bird flew by, the "plague doctors" quickly returned to the devil. It seemed that such a small village had not yet broken out at all, and even their teeth were dissatisfied.
"Okay, next one."
The devil brought this group of doctors from hell into the darkness.
Behind them, the quiet little village did not know what kind of disaster it had just been saved from.
…
Port of Cossoaia.
As the largest port and the most prosperous commercial city on the southeast coast, the situation of the Port of Kossoya is almost the epitome of the entire southeast coastal city.
"Over there! Stop! Are you aligned?"
Every hair is neatly combed, the buttons are buttoned one by one, and the sleeves are carefully folded to the same height. Holding the blueprint in his hand, he frowns and directs the code to be edited as "City Cleaning First" "Team" sailors scoured the streets and laid the pottery-fired dredging pipes.
Mr. Architect, whose life principles are "obsessive-compulsive disorder" and "cleanliness", has not let go of his brows since he was thrown to the port of Kossoa by the king.
He could hardly wait to use the water of the whole sea to wash the whole city aside.
This messy and dirty city, this unreasonable canal, this sewage that is already flowing on the streets... Mr. architect wants to commit suicide.
There is nothing scarier than the commander of the construction team being an obsessive-compulsive and clean-obsessed.
"Okay, over there! Go to the other side! There's rubbish in there! Clean it up!"
Mr. Architectural Planner shouted loudly.
These "city cleaning teams" in Cossoaia are from sailors and crew members who have lost their jobs due to the lockdown.
As soon as the blockade was issued, the merchants themselves could not guarantee that they would lose all their money, let alone keep useless sailors and sailors in vain - many people lost their jobs and no source of income overnight.
This is not uncommon in this day and age.
When protracted wars end in peacetime, sailors from warring maritime nations will lose their jobs in large numbers. In this case, many sailors would become pirates, but now they don't even have the chance to become pirates.
The king set up organizing working groups for these unemployed sailors in various cities.
The unemployed sailors will be reviewed by the heads of the Royal Navy in various ports, and those excellent sailors with good experience and good psychological qualities are absorbed into the King's naval fleet. The rest of the sailors were organized as best they could into a city cleanup team.
Right now, the port of Cossoaia.
With the efforts of these second-time sailors, the sewerage system of the port of Kossoya is spreading like a spider's web bit by bit. In addition to sailors, citizens are being asked by city officials to clean up their neighborhoods—though, to be honest, this part has had limited success.
The customs blockade has left a lot of people uneasy, and there have been attempts to violate the blockade order these days.
In this case, don't expect citizens to actively participate in environmental cleanup.
The rose iron cavalry led by General Sheen has a new name these days - Blood Rose. The name refers to the bloody tyrant of the Rose family.
Pleading is useless, violent resistance is useless, the king and his soldiers are hard-hearted.
General Sheehan dipped his hands in the freezing cold water.
His hands were clean now, but he always felt the lingering smell of blood on them.
Baron Sheehan could not forget the day when he stood on the pier, facing the sailors who were struggling to climb up from the icy waters. His hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the sword was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.
A sword light flashed out from the side.
General Sheehan turned back suddenly, and saw Captain Hawkins with a black slanted hat standing behind him biting a grass root, his hand holding the knife was surprisingly steady, the poor sailor fell slowly, and the blood spread. .
"Even if only one of these people will survive. More will die tomorrow. Your sympathy will only kill more."
Captain Hawkins was rarely insane.
General Sheehan was shocked. After his sword was silently taken away by Captain Hawkins that day, he once again felt the unfathomable depth of this crazy pirate captain. The sea breeze was blowing the messy hair of the pirate captain. He looked at the sea, and there seemed to be a sea hidden in his eyes.
After all, he was a legendary figure who roamed the sea, and this pirate captain who was always drunk was also a character with a lot of past.
"Oh, but he is a nobleman after all."
As soon as General Sheehan's respect for the pirate captain rose, he turned back and grinned, his tone rippling as always.
"At this time, even the hilt can't be drawn out, Yo Yo Yo."
General Sheehan pulled out his sword expressionlessly and slashed to the side of Captain Hawkins' pirate captain. The body of a sailor who climbed up fell back to the sea.
The sound of water "crashing".
wow.
General Sheen withdrew his hand from the water basin, and the icy water fell down with a "pat" and "pat".
He thought about what the Duke of Buckingham had said before he set off.
Even if he only lets one person go, it will stimulate more people and make them feel that the blockade order is accommodating. At that time, the light result was that he had to kill more unarmed violators of the order, but the serious one was that people despised the blockade order, which led to the collapse of the final sea blockade.
Only at the very beginning, with no sympathy and no forgiveness, can we establish majesty and save the entire southeast.
Everyone understands the truth.
But every time he swung his sword, General Sheehan felt that the blood on his hand became heavier.
General Sheehan grabbed the cloth and wiped his hands.
Gradually, his movements slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air.
He just killed a few innocents, and he felt that his hands were full of blood, and he felt that his soul was getting heavier and heavier. And what about the king? What about the king who signed his name on all the writs
The blood of so many innocents... How did the king himself feel at the moment he signed his name
Does the king also feel that his robes are dripping with blood all the time
If a person lives in blood and a heavy burden all the time, what will his heart be like
General Sheehan recalled his several meetings with the king.
The silver-haired, blue-eyed monarch sat on his throne, with all the glory and majesty of his body, and the gorgeous but cold and heavy crown was tightly bound to his temples.
General Sheehan threw away the hand-wiping cloth, grabbed the sword on the side, and strode out of the room.
Several chambers of commerce organized a petition group to sit in protest in front of the city hall.
The Black Death has not yet appeared on the eastern shore of the Abyss Strait. They did not see its terrible shadow, but they watched their commodities piled up in the warehouse - especially the merchants of agricultural export trade. On the other hand, although the city officials have tried their best to organize the unemployed sailors according to the order of the king, after all, the city government has limited economic income and limited recruitment.
The negative impact of the blockade of the sea is unavoidable.
Loud sound.
"I am Iron Rose's first general."
Before stepping out of the room, General Sheehan said this to himself.
Iron Rose, the king's first iron cavalry.
Allegiance to the will of the king alone.
…
Same year, same month.
The other side of the Abyss Strait.
The sea blockade is completely different from Legrand's stern battle. Merchant ships still sailed on the seas, traveling between ports. Little did they notice that a Black Death, originating from a hopeless inland sea, was quietly arriving.
Blaise Kingdom, Southwest Coast, Port Arvil.
This is the largest port on the southwest coast of the Blaise Kingdom, and it is the closest port after the Hopeless Inner Sea leaves the Crowe Strait. The merchant ships that have traded gold from the Upper El Kingdom go up the coastline, and some of the shipping routes pass here.
On this day, the port of Arville was as usual, with ships entering and leaving.
In this usual scene, a boat drifted with the waves and eventually ran aground on the beach. Another boat arrived at the dock. In a panic, a sailor capsized from the boat.
"help me!"
He grabbed his clothes and ran towards the people on the pier, reaching out and calling for help.
Just after running a few steps, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Nearby sailors gathered around in astonishment. There is the courage to reach out and turn the man over. As soon as it was overturned, people exclaimed and slammed out of a clearing - the overturned sailor on the boat was full of pustules.
The cold wind rattled the sails of the two merchant ships.
The Black Death, which Legrand was waiting for, began to spread and break out in these countries on the other side.
The second catastrophe has come.
The author has something to say: [1] Plague doctors are famous for their outfits. Medieval people invented beak-shaped masks, large-brimmed hats, and waxed robes, such as black death protection. Here is to connect the weird colors of the plague doctor's costume with hell, and construct such a legend related to hell.