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 tide of the battle 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 placed on it as fences, each of which is as thick as a bowl, so that crocodiles cannot climb into it.

With such a thick bowl of fine iron, even if it is a divine weapon, it only takes a few knives to cut it, and hundreds of it is 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 dagger is short and small, but the sharpness is unstoppable by everything 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 blades around his body, and with him secretly snorting, he raised his hand casually, his body moved with the shadow, and the dagger followed the wind.