The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 310: Burn Them Alive

Yu Shikui was furious, the heavens have turned upside down!

Sun Honghai exclaimed, "These two must be notorious bandits, otherwise, how could they be so formidable?"

As Wen Hao saw the two rescuing Shang Jingwang, he hurriedly said, "Wait for me, I’m still here!" As he spoke, he jumped up, the ropes he had secretly untied were still on, but luckily his legs were not bound. Sneakily, he followed the three of them.

With the way cleared by Xia Wenjin, the soldiers were drawn away, and he managed to follow them all the way to the quarantine area.

He had figured it out. Yu Shikui wanted him dead, and Sun Honghai, an ungrateful scoundrel, didn’t want him alive either. If he went back, it was a dead-end road. It was better to be wise and follow Shang Jingwang, maybe there was a slim chance of survival.

They had already captured the tied-up people, yet they could still let them escape. Although still within the encirclement, it made Yu Shikui extremely angry.

He and Sun Honghai had initially planned to watch these people beg for mercy, and when they had a glimmer of hope, to set them aflame and crush their hopes. Besides, once they were tied up, could they possibly sprout wings and fly away?

Unexpectedly, such thick ropes seemed like tofu in front of the two youngsters, breaking with a pinch.

Yu Shikui, exasperated, said, "Military Adviser Sun, are you just going to watch?"

His eyes were dark and disdainful as he looked at Sun Honghai. This useless fool, who couldn’t accomplish anything and ruined everything, let the captives escape despite having caught them, all because of his poor command.

Sun Honghai, adept at reading people, saw Yu Shikui’s expression and knew he was displeased. Eager to make amends, he pointed towards Huangfu Jingchen’s side and shouted, "Archers! Ready!"

The archers, who were already prepared on the perimeter, immediately stepped forward, drew their bows, and nocked their arrows.

The arrowheads were all aimed at Huangfu Jingchen, Xia Wenjin, and Shang Jingwang in the quarantine area.

Yu Shikui sneered, "Really, refusing a toast only to be forced with a forfeit. Wouldn’t it be better to be burned? Must you die from being pierced by thousands of arrows?"

Sun Honghai, eager to impress Yu Shikui, shouted with vigor, "Fire!"

However, as those bows were fully drawn, suddenly, with a snap, they broke. The archers stared blankly at the broken bows in their hands. Without bows, there was no way to shoot the arrows by hand.

Such a sudden twist? Sun Honghai was both shocked and angry, shouting, "What’s the second team standing there for? Fire!"

The team with broken bows immediately retreated, making way for the second team. The second team immediately stepped forward, drew their bows, and nocked their arrows.

Yet, with another snap, two mishandled archers got hit on the forehead by rebounding broken bows.

These bows broke as soon as they were pulled, how were they supposed to be used?

Last night, Huangfu Jingchen had sneaked into their armory and sabotaged the bows. However, Sun Honghai and Yu Shikui were completely unaware.

Wen Hao was shocked; he had prepared those bows and knew they were in good condition. How could they become unusable upon reaching Wangshan Town? His eyes wide open, he looked at Huangfu Jingchen and then at Shang Jingwang, trying to see if he could find any clues. However, Xia Wenjin was busy dressing Shang Jingwang’s wound, and Huangfu Jingchen scanned the scene coldly, revealing nothing.

Sun Honghai, eager to show off in front of Yu Shikui, ended up turning the situation into a farce. Frustrated, he ran to the archers, examining the broken bows one by one, finding none that were usable, and returned embarrassed.

Yu Shikui said gloomily, "Military Adviser Sun, I wanted to guide you well, but you can’t be so useless!"

Sun Honghai was startled and quickly said, "Rest assured, sir, these people are clearly incorrigible. We can still set the fire!"

Yu Shikui looked at the large pile of wood. He wanted to see Wen Hao and Shang Jingwang struggle in despair, but now it seemed more challenging. After some thought, he nodded and said, "Make the arrangements. Rest assured, I’ll have your back!"

With these words, Sun Honghai, as if rejuvenated, raised his hand and shouted, "Set the fire, set the fire!"

The entire quarantine area perimeter was stacked with logs. However, the place being vast, the circle of logs on the perimeter wasn’t much. Initially, they intended to shoot fire arrows to ignite the quarantine area from inside, but with the bows broken, they could only start from the periphery.

The soldiers, upon command, lit the fire.

Sun Honghai shouted loudly, "Refusing a toast only to be forced with a forfeit, burn you to death!"

A classic display of a villain reveling in petty triumph.

Shang Jingwang panicked, the wound on his neck just bandaged, he urgently said, "Don’t burn, don’t burn!"

Wen Hao too was at a loss, thinking it would be safer here, but now with the fire lit, where’s the safety? Was he to become a roast chicken?

Just as Shang Jingwang was about to rush out, Huangfu Jingchen held him back, saying, "Don’t worry, it won’t burn!"

Wen Hao panicked, "It will burn, it’s soaked in kerosene and sulfur nitrate, very flammable!" He personally arranged for it; he knew well.

Huangfu Jingchen merely glanced at him dismissively without responding.

The villagers hearing the word ’fire’ were already panicked; they didn’t want to be burned to death.

The infected were in despair, while those uninfected felt more wronged. They had pinned their hopes on the high official Shang Jingwang, but seeing Shang Jingwang captured and then rescued by Huangfu Jingchen, it seemed that this high official wasn’t as omnipotent as they’d imagined, making them even more frantic.

Xia Wenjin addressed the villagers, "Don’t panic, everyone; the fire won’t start. You’re temporarily safe!"

Hearing the fire wouldn’t start, the villagers were skeptical. Sun Honghai, overhearing, sneered, thinking how could the fire not start? Kerosene was poured, and saltpeter sulfur was placed, all flammable, soon to burn them into wails and screams.

Yet, as Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin said it wouldn’t burn, it indeed did not ignite. As the combustibles were thrown, tiny flames flared briefly but then extinguished.

There was some smoke, but the wind direction was wrong, so the smoke didn’t billow into the quarantine area but went the opposite way.

Sun Honghai, in a panic, jumped up, "What’s happening here? What’s happening?" He glanced around, hollering, "I know, General Wen must have played tricks, only he could have done it!"

Yu Shikui, eyes aflame with rage, originally planned to end it all with fire, but now that it wouldn’t ignite, must they kill one by one? After killing, they would have to prepare combustibles again. The villagers they intended to kill must be burnt to destroy evidence, to claim they died of plague, having no other choice.

Wen Hao daring to play such tricks behind his back, he swore to make him die the most miserable death just shortly!

Seeing the fire not start, Wen Hao was overjoyed, thinking he was about to become roasted, but now that the fire didn’t start, of course, he wouldn’t. Laughing with a duck’s quack, "Ah gah gah, it won’t burn, I won’t die..."