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 seeds and drilled 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, in the blink of an eye, the strong embankment had broken out one after another, and the water of the Ji River rushed towards the moat, and the water level in the moat began to climb upwards one after another, just like the scene of a flood.

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 all crocodiles to run out of the moat, but at least it can be reduced by eight or ninety, 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 guarded soldiers had already discovered Fang Ling, and when they saw that it was the token he took out, they hurriedly led him to the army's 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.