concubine ghost doctor

Chapter 768

The red sun rose from the sky, and the golden light shone on every inch of the land like golden swords.

Two quarters of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the two small pairs of officers and soldiers who went to catch the refugees had already returned as a small team.

Yue Zhe stood aside, with his hands behind his back.

"Third Prince, the time of two quarters of an hour is up." Xian Xian stood not far behind Yue Zhe, looked at the hourglass for timekeeping, and said softly.

"Okay then." Yue Zhe nodded, and ordered to the soldiers on the side: "Pour all the vegetable oil prepared before on the straw."

"Yes, Third Prince." The soldiers responded in unison. A few days ago, they had prepared a large amount of vegetable oil in case they needed it.

Several of the soldiers in light armor immediately stepped forward and took off the lids of the barrels of vegetable oil, held the vegetable oil in their hands, flew to the upper eaves of Mianyang Village, and flew over the eaves all the way. Somewhere, vegetable oil was spilled all over the place, and it fell on the dry straw.

The unpleasant smell of vegetable oil immediately spread from the village to the outside, Yuezhe frowned in disgust, and took a few steps back.

A soldier next to him had already lit the torch in his hand, and he was waiting for the soldier on the eaves to throw the torch in his hand as soon as he finished pouring it.

"Report to the third prince, it has been poured out." Throwing the empty oil barrel aside, the soldiers knelt in front of Sa Yuezhe and said.

"Well, all the officers and soldiers retreat, and the torch can be thrown into the village." Yue Zhe didn't look at the refugees in the village at all, and turned around to leave this sinful place immediately after speaking.

The officers and soldiers who were waiting around the village all retreated to a certain position one after another.

Just when the soldiers were about to throw the torches in their hands, a voice suddenly sounded in the distance to stop their movements: "Slow down, Third Prince!"

Yue Zhe's steps stopped, and when he looked sideways, it turned out that the last pair of officers and soldiers came back with five or six prisoners.

When everyone approached, Yue Zhe took a look at the refugees whose hands were bound and whose mouths were covered with cloth strips, and said in a cold voice, "Chop them unconscious and throw them in."

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

Those refugees who were forcibly pulled all the way over looked at this posture, and an ominous premonition welled up in their hearts. They opened their eyes wide and wanted to get rid of the ropes that bound them all the way, and wanted to turn around and run away, but how could so many soldiers make them so angry? It was easy to get rid of, and they were all knocked out with a straight horizontal chop, and they were thrown into Mianyang village with no expression on their faces.

"Third Prince, everything is ready." A soldier stepped forward and said to Yue Zhe.

"That's good." Yue Zhe paused on the spot, and ordered to his subordinates: "Just throw the torch."

"Yes, Third Prince, my subordinates will obey—" Before the word of order could be spoken, it was interrupted again by a voice from afar.

"Wait a minute! Third Prince! Absolutely not!"

The sound of horseshoes came from a distance, and everyone followed the prestige, but was interrupted again and again, and Yue Zhe, who was standing still, looked sideways with a displeased face.

On the avenue in the distance, two teenagers rode their horses, and where the horses passed, dust was flying all the way.

Two teenagers, one black and one white, were riding a maroon horse. After calling out the words just now, they waved the whip in their hands even more, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Yue Zhe.

(End of this chapter)