Prince Ping probably promised this fake guy great wealth, but in front of the sharp blade, those things seemed to be just floating clouds.
The fake King Ping's face turned pale with fright, and he kowtowed his head in a hurry.
"Heroes, spare their lives, heroes, spare their lives!"
When the heroes saw his vague appearance, they knew that most of the people in front of them were not Prince Ping himself.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Zheng Baye knelt down and patted his shoulder gently.
This slap was not very strong, but it was enough to make the fake Prince Ping feel heartbroken.
"I said, I said, I said everything!"
Then, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, he told all the things that King Ping asked him to pretend to be.
It turned out that King Ping had hidden him in his mansion before the war with the Northern Army, and kept him well and well, just so that he could be used someday.
"Alas, these princes, generals and ministers are nothing more than this!"
After hearing all this, Fang Zui sighed.
"Forget it, Third Brother, take him down."
Zheng Baye waved his hand, and Xie Laosan immediately took the fake Prince Ping out.
"Fang Daxia, brothers, we took the risk to assassinate, but got a fake. What do you think of the next step?"
Master Zheng was short of time and looked at Fang Zui and others.
"Gang leader, I don't think anyone in Prince Ping's palace knows whether Prince Ping is real or not. They still think that Prince Ping has been kidnapped. Tonight, Xiangyang City will definitely not stop. I'm thinking, why don't we follow King Ying's plan to break Tongguan last time? Send your disciples out to spread the news that King Zhenping has abandoned the city. In this way, the soldiers and civilians in the city will be frightened. If the morale of the army is in chaos, it will be easy for Xiangyang to fall."
At this time, it was Liu Yushan who made the suggestion.
When everyone heard it, it made sense.
"This plan is feasible. Master Liu, please inform General Xu outside the city of the news as soon as possible. Make an appointment with him and we will cooperate internally and externally to capture Xiangyang City."
Zheng Baye also made a quick decision.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements!"
Liu Yushan cupped his hands and replied.
"Let's do this, let us go and do this!"
At this time, it was Fang Zui who stood up and asked for help. They hadn't seen their apprentice for a long time, so they were naturally in a rather anxious mood.
Zheng Baye and Liu Yushan naturally wanted it. With these two top experts to handle things, what else do they have to worry about?
"Okay, then we have Mr. and Mrs. Lao Xian!"
Mr. Zheng Baye said politely.
Fang Zui smiled, said no more, and quietly went out with Mei Ruoxue at night.
When the couple left the city, the Beggar Clan disciples also started to move around. However, what was very strange was that as soon as they went out, they already saw the people in Xiangyang becoming panicked.
Do you know why?
It turned out that it was Qiu Feng and Xia He who took the lead and spread the news about Prince Ping's escape.
This time, coupled with the shouts from the Beggar Clan disciples, the entire Xiangyang City was in turmoil.
This is destined to be a sleepless night.
Zhang Da, the commander-in-chief of Xiangyang, was originally troubled by the fact that King Ping was taken prisoner, so he sent people to search the city. Suddenly, I heard a report from my subordinates, saying that King Zhenping had escaped secretly and that what was taken away by the thieves was just a Xibei. I was so angry that my beard stood up.
"Someone, find out where these rumors come from!"
There was nothing he could do, he didn't have many moves left.
The current situation is really too weird. Even the palace, which was so heavily guarded, was being crowded around, as if it were in a deserted place. What's even more annoying is that the lord of Xiangyang City, Prince Ping, was taken away casually. Of course, that's not all, but now some people are saying that this Prince Ping is a fake!
Grandma, what happened?
With a dark face and a sword in hand, he wished he could kill a few of his people to vent his anger.
