Fang Ling was different, he had carefully observed Fang Zong's arrogance, and he had also kidnapped him. According to memory, Fang Zongao did not have such a birthmark behind his ear.

The more closely he observed Fang Zongao, the more Fang Ling found that he was different from his impression.

Voice, this person's voice sounded no different from Fang Zongao at first glance, low and courageous, but one difference was slightly hoarse.

Hands, his hands are obviously wider and thicker than in his impression, his fingers are full of calluses, and the muscles that are "exposed" are not morning strength, which shows that he is a martial arts practitioner.

Fang Zongao is indeed a martial arts master, but he is very good at two-handed soldiers, and it is impossible for him to have so many calluses in a short period of time.

After the judgment was completed, Fang Ling secretly sighed, concluding that this person was definitely not Fang Zongjiao!

However, this face is simply the same as Fang Zongao's casting, even if it resembles it, it can't be like this, unless- Fang Zongao has already used the doppelganger mirror, and this person should be the doppelganger he created with the doppelganger mirror!

From Huo Junyuan's mouth, Fang Ling knew a lot about the doppelganger mirror, but there were still some unsolved mysteries, such as what kind of price the doppelganger mirror would make mortals pay after it was used by mortals.

However, there are some things that Fang Ling is very clear. The Doppelganger Mirror can instill the caster's mind into the minds of others, so that the other person can become their own doppelganger, but other physical characteristics cannot be changed except for their thoughts and appearance.

If he is arrogant, then he must look for some martial arts masters who are about the same size as himself, so that he can make a bunch of clones with high cultivation, and he is not even afraid of assassination.

However, since the clone appeared here, then Fang Zongao himself must also appear here. Because Huo Junyuan said that with the ability of mortals, even if the doppelganger mirror was opened at a cost, if he wanted the doppelganger to move freely, the spellcaster must be nearby.

In other words, there were only two places where Fang Zongao was, either among the people who came here, or they were stationed in the 10,000 army ten miles away.

For this speculation, Fang Ling was biased towards the latter, after all, if Fang Zong's true body was here, then there was no need for him to use his clone as a cover, let alone those few black-clothed masked people with surprisingly high cultivation.

After the banquet, Fang Ling returned to Shifu, Song Ying'er heard him talk about what he found, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "I didn't expect Fang Zongao to really use the doppelganger mirror, since he has practiced a doppelganger, I don't know how many there will be." ”

Fang Ling sighed: "Actually, this is also expected, as long as the person who has come into contact with the magic weapon, he will feel the aura that surpasses the mortal weapon released by the magic weapon, since Fang Zongao has come into contact with the evil weapon refined by Han Juzheng, it is natural for him to find the doppelganger mirror." As for how many clones have been refined, this is really unknown, if the price of using it is the same as a cornucopia, petrifying one person with the life of others, then it is not surprising even if you practice a hundred clones. ”

Song Ying'er frowned and said, "Then what should we do?"

Fang Ling pondered: "Today's plan can only be divided into two ways, originally I was preparing the men and horses of Shicheng Kingdom to cooperate with Huang Longhu to capture Tancheng, but according to the current situation, if you want to get the doppelganger mirror, you still have to deal with Fang Zongao, since Fang Zongao is outside the city, then you must divide a road to attack the 10,000 garrisons." ”

Song Ying'er sighed lightly: "Your Highness, Fang Zongao must have brought 10,000 forbidden troops, which is much stronger than ordinary soldiers, we only have a total of 50,000 horses, including many recruits, if you want to kill these 10,000 people, I don't know how many people you have to divide?"

Fang Ling frowned and pondered: "I can only mobilize 10,000 horses, after all, capturing Tancheng is still the most important thing at present, as for Fang Zongao, it is destined to be a bitter battle!"

After that, he handwrote a letter and handed it to Song Ying'er.

Early the next morning, Song Ying'er left Tancheng first, went to meet Dong Canghai and others, who had already arrived at Dongqiongguan, and forwarded Fang Ling's letter to him and Huang Longhu.

In the letter, Fang Ling clearly described the current situation, and proposed that Huang Longhu raise the number of troops to fifty percent, so that the strength of the army could rise from 180,000 to 230,000, because the enemy army was not only 150,000 horses, but also another 40,000 horses and horses who came with the three kings.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if you can capture the three kings in one fell swoop, it will be equivalent to directly reversing the situation of the "chaos" of the eight kings, and the merit is outstanding.

Of course, this is also a dangerous move, if it can't be successful, so many troops may be besieged by the supporting enemy army, thus losing a large number of soldiers and horses, and the East Dome Pass may also be lost.

In the afternoon of the same day, Fang Ling received the news that the king of Dongzhou and the king of Anxi had entered the city, and before the bridge was raised in the evening, Fang Ling went out of the city and stayed outside the city until Yinshi.

The time of the siege is in the second half of the Yin hour, which is the time when people sleep most soundly, and it is also the best time to attack the unprepared.

Soon after Yin Shi arrived, Fang Ling came to a high slope outside the city, stared into the distance, and when he saw a large black shadow in the distance surging towards this side, he knew that the army of the East Dome Pass was coming.

But before they came, Fang Ling still had a problem to solve, that is, the moat, and for this problem that made Huang Longhu entangled, Fang Ling already had a plan.

He scurried to the ditch outside the city, which had more than a dozen waterways, and even if the river rose, the water of the moat would not rush to the shore.

Each waterway is one or two feet wide, and the bottom of the waterway is almost as high as the bottom of the moat, except that a large number of iron pillars are installed on it as fences, each of which is as thick as a bowl, so that crocodiles cannot climb into it.

Such a thick bowl of fine iron, even if it is a divine weapon, it takes a few knives to cut it, and hundreds of pieces are enough to make people exhausted, but Fang Ling has not only divine weapons, but also the magic weapon of the cultivator.

Don't look at this short and small, but the sharpness is unstoppable in the world, Fang Ling inhaled invigorately, raising the strength of his body to the extreme, and the ice energy of the moon yin turned into ice fronts around his body, and with his secret snort, he raised his hand casually, his body moved with the shadow, and the dagger followed the wind.

People jumped in the ditches, fell, the iron pillars were broken by daggers, turned into pieces of broken columns, as soon as the pillars were broken, the water of the moat poured in without hindrance, and a few crocodiles immediately climbed up the ditch and went towards the Ji River, but the guards in the barracks next to them did not notice the abnormality here, sleeping soundly, patrolling and patrolling.

Fang Ling sighed secretly, even though relying on the sharpness of the Immortal Dagger, it took a lot of physical strength to cut off these hundred iron pillars, but he didn't have time to rest, and flew towards the embankment without stopping.

The wide embankment is made up of huge basalt stones, and even the gaps are very small, not weaker than the iron pillars, and it is extremely difficult to destroy.

Fang Ling took out the Cun Ding, flicked it lightly on it, and the little mink that sensed the opening of the Cun Ding immediately popped up, jumped into Fang Ling's arms and rolled a few times, and sprinkled vigorously, not at all like a three-hundred-year-old.

Fang Ling was a little itchy by it, suppressed his laughter, and pointed to the embankment in a low voice and said, "Spit out a few seeds into the cracks and destroy this embankment." ”

The little mink came over, stretched out his little paws and patted his chest, looking like he was all wrapped in me, but after a few steps to the embankment, a small mouth, "shot" out of the seeds into the cracks of the embankment boulders.

When Fang Ling heard about the structure of this embankment, he thought of the small mink, the seeds of the small mink can sprout and grow in an instant, and its explosive power is beyond the reach of man, which happens to be the best weapon to destroy the embankment.

As Fang Ling expected, the seeds swelled rapidly in the cracks of the boulders, and no matter how hard the boulder was, it could not stand the strong force generated by the germination of the seeds, and the basalt stones were cracked hard, of course, this small sound would definitely not attract the attention of the soldiers in the barracks.

So, after a bend of work, the strong embankment has broken out one after another, and the water of the Jihe River is surging towards the moat, and the water level in the moat begins to climb upwards one after another, just like the scene when the flood comes.

For the soldiers guarding the walls of Tancheng, this black and oppressive moat is not within the scope of surveillance at all, and because the arrival of the three kings is a top secret, although the above orders to be vigilant, all the soldiers rely on the danger of Tancheng, and most of them do not pay attention to it.

Because the ditch is very wide, coupled with the impact of the water flow, the crocodiles are almost one after the other, densely pouring into the ditch, Fang Ling of course knows that it is impossible for the crocodiles to run out of the moat, but at least it can be reduced, so that the moat is already very safe.

After doing all this, Fang Ling rushed to the high slope again, rushed forward, and came to the agreed small slope, several soldiers on guard had already discovered Fang Ling, and when they saw that it was the token he took out, they hurriedly led him to the army station.

The dense army was crowded behind the small slope, mixed with the surrounding black and oppressive scenes, Fang Ling walked all the way, saw every soldier with a serious expression, high morale, and couldn't help but secretly praise, at the same time he also saw the soldiers of Shichengguo, after a series of wars on the border of Dingzhou and Xuzhou, tens of thousands of horses in Shichengguo have transformed from recruits to veterans, one by one with sharp eyes and a calm expression, so that Fang Ling can't help but feel proud.

Not long after, Huang Longhu and the others who got the news had already greeted them from the team, and when they saw Fang Ling's cultivation promoted to the Xingqi realm, Dong Canghai and the others were surprised, Shen Huantian even took a breath, the secret path Fang Ling is simply a monster, how long has it been since he saw it, and he has actually been promoted by two levels?