If Prince Ping escapes, there is no doubt that Prince Ping in the mansion must be a fake.

This is amazing news!

Taoist Master Xingyue never expected that King Ping would give up at this critical moment. And now this King Ping is probably the substitute he had already planned.

Being timid before fighting is a taboo for military strategists, especially since he is the master of Xiangyang.

"It seems that he was frightened by these repeated assassinations."

Taoist Master Xingyue spoke slowly and looked at the three of them again.

"But in this critical moment, how can it be a heroic act to abandon the whole city's soldiers and civilians? Fortunately, the British King's army is not prone to killing indiscriminate people, otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable."

"It's true to what the Taoist Master said, but what should we do now?"

Dong Er nodded and asked Taoist Xingyue again.

"Let's go and chase King Ping. By the way, Yuan Yi, do you have any brothers following you?"

Taoist Master Xingyue knew that there were heroes from the Beggar Clan here, and he had already planned something. It would be unsightly to interfere with it himself, so he might as well go after King Ping. In this way, he would have accomplished another miraculous feat.

Of course, he actually doesn't care whether it's merit or not.

"Don't worry, Taoist Master, my subordinates have made arrangements!"

Ma Yuanyi was also very capable and answered with his hands raised.

"Okay, that's it, Feng'er, you and Xia He are here to secretly spread the news that King Ping has escaped, so as to make people in Xiangyang unstable and more conducive to King Ying's attack on the city. Before the city is broken, evacuate quickly and come to pursue him.

I'll wait. I'll leave another letter for you to take with Xia He and wait for an opportunity to hand it over to the King of England."

Having said that, Taoist Master Xingyue didn't waste any time. He thought for a moment, then got some paper and pen, and started writing in one go.

"Remember, be careful and don't take risks easily!"

After another solemn explanation, Taoist Master Xingyue stood up.

"Brother Dong, Yuanyi, let's go!"

The night was dark, and not long after, three black shadows quickly floated out from a small courtyard of Prince Ping's Mansion, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

…

At the same time, Fang Zui and others captured the fake queen and successfully returned to the secret stronghold of the Beggar Clan.

"It takes no effort at all!"

Liu Yushan looked at the fake King Ping who was thrown to the ground and cast admiring eyes at Fang Zui and his wife.

"Fang never thought that the guards of the palace would be so vulnerable!"

Fang Zui was obviously not satisfied yet.

"I heard that Prince Ping is not a drunkard, he is also a man who can lift a spear and ride a horse. Today, he was captured by Hero Fang, but he seems to have no power to restrain a chicken. It is a bit puzzling!"

At this time, Zheng Baye was twirling his beard and felt something was wrong.

"Oh? Gang Leader Zheng, what you say does make sense! Prince Ping is half a hero after all. He has been in charge of Jingchu for many years, so he shouldn't be such a idiot!"

When Fang Zui heard this, he became a little suspicious.

"It's easy, you'll know once you try it!"

Yu Tianqi, the helmsman of Jinan County, smiled and then stepped forward.

Bang bang bang!

After three strokes, all the acupuncture points of the fake Prince Ping were solved.

Not long after, the fake King Ping woke up from his fear. Looking at the room full of beggar heroes, his hands and feet were trembling and he was at a loss.

"Hey, let me ask you, but what about Prince Ping?"

Yu Tianqi asked in a deep voice, with a fierce look in his eyes.

This time, the fake King Ping was even more shocked. He was a fake, but King Ping had laid the groundwork for it long ago, just so that he could be pulled out to support him in the event of an emergency.

Naturally, no matter how scared he was, he would not dare to reveal his true identity right away.

So, I bit the bullet and stiffened my neck.

"What kind of thieves are you, how dare you be rude to me!"

He actually had a good tune and was very much like an old opera singer on stage.

"Stop talking nonsense to him. It doesn't matter whether he is right or wrong. Let's take off one of his thighs and cook it first!"
Chapter completed!