As a rare city in the desert, Mons City usually encounters caravans and horse teams who come to escape the sand and dust at night, so there is no such thing as a curfew.

But of course there were still soldiers questioning me at the city gate.

Ling Yonghe and others were all riding horses and carrying weapons, claiming to be a cavalry team coming to pick up the work.

This is not uncommon in the desert. In fact, it is a job of guarding, escorting caravans.

After giving you some benefits, you can enter the city easily.

Those soldiers don't care whether they are real cavalry. Anyway, this is the city of Daliao. If a few dozen people dare to cause trouble in the city, it is no different than seeking death.

After entering the city, it was desolate.

Wherever the firelight shines, there are low earthen buildings.

This is the city in the desert.

Ling Yonghe and others found a simple inn to stay.

It's that kind of Otsuwon.

The kind that can accommodate dozens of people.

Horse teams and caravans usually live in this kind of compound, and Ling Yong and them naturally do it for convenience.

Entering the courtyard, Ling Yonghe, Fan Guanghe and others gathered together.

"Where can I get kerosene?"

Zhai Yangzhou said.

Ling Yonghe smiled softly, "Of course I went to the oil store. I already checked out the place before I went to the city."

Then he looked outside and said, "We have just entered the city and it is not convenient to do anything. Let's rest for a while and get some kerosene later."

Then he shook his head mockingly, "I didn't expect that I, Ling Yonghe, would have such a sneaky day."

Even though their thoughts were heavy, Fan Guanghe and others couldn't help but smile a little.

How have they ever done such a thing?

Everyone rested individually, and only a few people could sleep.

The night is getting dark.

I don’t know when it is, I just know that the stars in the night sky are getting brighter and brighter.

"Everyone is up!"

As Ling Yonghe turned over and shouted softly, Fan Guanghe and others immediately opened their eyes.

They didn't sleep at all.

There were a few people who were really nervous and fell asleep, but they were woken up by someone.

Ling Yonghe summoned dozens of people in front of him and said: "It's difficult to move with a large number of people. I can just take a few people to steal oil. Free up your water bags!"

Everyone immediately understood his plan.

Use water bags to hold kerosene.

In this way, there are dozens of bags of kerosene, which should be enough to set the grain depot on fire.

Everyone gathered water bags.

Ling Yonghe took Fan Guanghe and a dozen other experts, hung all the water bags on his body, and then climbed over the wall and left the inn.

The streets were quiet at this time.

On the way, they only encountered a group of ordinary soldiers patrolling, and they easily dodged them.

Ling Yonghe's memory was really good. Just by starlight, he actually found the oil shop he saw during the day.

The group climbed up the wall to the second floor easily and swiftly.

Then he tiptoed to the first floor.

Fill oil.

There are several wooden barrels in the shop, and the barrels are full of oil.

"Oh, it's a pity that I can't get the fire oil."

Fan Guanghe muttered something while pretending.

When it comes to arson in this era, there is absolutely nothing more powerful than fire oil. It not only ignites a little, but the more you pour it, the bigger it gets.

It's just that the thing is rare, and the private sector can't sell it.

Fierce fire oil is oil.

"It's enough to have this thing."

Ling Yonghe chuckled beside him.

Soon, the group of people climbed over the wall and left the oil shop.

"snort."

But no one noticed that in the bedroom on the second floor of the oil shop, a pair of eyes was always staring at them. When they left, the owner of these eyes snorted lightly, and the corners of his mouth curved in a cold arc.

Return to the inn.

There was no talk of dividing the troops into two groups. After Ling Yonghe, Fan Guanghe and others distributed the water bags filled with oil, Ling Yonghe only said: "Brothers, we will go to the grain depot later. If anyone is accidentally alerted,

Guard, then our brothers are at risk of life and death."

"Um!"

Everyone nodded heavily.

If that time comes, no one will care about anyone else.

Ling Yonghe left the inn with a group of people and went straight to the city's grain depot.

These days, the grain depot is a top priority, especially in this special season, the grain depot must be heavily guarded.

A group of people sneaked not far from the grain depot and could already see many soldiers patrolling outside the grain depot. Naturally, there were also many guards at fixed posts.

Immediately, some martial arts masters secretly grimaced.

Although they are fourth or fifth grade, they are still heroes and cannot stand up to a pack of wolves.

In this situation, there is really no chance of success.

"Qiu Wu! Ma San! He Pumiao! The three of you bring people to make some noise! ​​Then go your own way."

At this time, Ling Yonghe suddenly said, "The rest of you, prepare to go in with me and set fire!"

He only said this, but then looked at Fan Guanghe, "Young Master, please wait here with all the young princes and uncles. If there is too much movement, you can go back to the inn and wait for an opportunity to leave here. No need

Look after us whether we live or die."

"Anyway, if we can succeed at this point, Commander-in-Chief will certainly ask for credit for you."

He smiled a little.

The credit must not be forgotten by Fan Guanghe and the others. And he also knew very clearly that Fan Guanghe and the others could not be allowed to have trouble here, otherwise even if they returned alive, they would not be able to do business.

The other martial arts masters were faintly angry.

They both serve in the military, but because of their different backgrounds, the gap is so huge.

"How can this be done!"

Fan Guanghe was stunned for a moment and then frowned, "Although we come from the sect of generals and prime ministers, we are also soldiers of Fengmen Pass! Please don't say such words again, General Ling, and just arrange tasks for us!"

"this……"

Ling Yonghe's eyes were full of bitterness, "Young Master, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

The faces of the other martial artists looked much better.

Although Ling Yonghe intended to treat them differently, Fan Guanghe and the others did look a little different from ordinary candidates.

"Please ask the general to arrange the mission!"

Fan Guanghe just said.

People of their background seem to be particularly frightening once they get into trouble.

"well……"

Ling Yonghe seemed to know this, and sighed softly, saying: "Then you can follow me later! Whether you can come out or not depends on your fate."

Fan Guanghe, Zhai Yangzhou and others just nodded and said no more.

The three martial arts masters who were ordered by Ling Yong and "General" each greeted a few people and sneaked away quietly.

It was not easy for them to reach the grain depot when they were in the inn before, but now that the grain depot is right in front of them, they just want to make some noise, so it is not difficult for them.

Everything seems to be going well.

After a while, the originally quiet grain depot suddenly started to stir.

"Enemy attack!"

There was shouting.

Even the patrols and guards in front of Ling Yonghe and others were alerted.

After the initial daze, the patrolman hurriedly ran in the direction where the shouting came from.

At this time, there was movement in two other places.
Chapter completed!