Just as everyone cheered.

The officials who came hurriedly had already ordered people to light torches and surrounded Ouyang Zhi.

They all had fearful smiles on their faces and the excitement in their hearts were beyond words.

Ouyang Xiu’s writing is really their reassurance.

But when they looked up at Ouyang Xiu, they saw that Ouyang Xiu was still wearing a blank face, with no expression on his face, and his eyes were in the fire, and there was no fluctuation at all.

The inspector Li Shan's body was shocked involuntarily. Could this be the legendary "child thief"?

When I first learned the allusion of the child breaking the thief, Li Shan still felt that he didn't believe there were such people in the world, but now it seems...

Li Shan took a deep breath. Such a person really made him see.

This allusion of the child's defeat of the thief comes from the Battle of Feishui. At that time, the emperor of the Former Qin Dynasty, Fu Jian led his army to attack the Western Jin Dynasty, claiming to be 800,000 people. In order to show his momentum, Fu Jian even claimed that if his army threw a whip into the river, it would be enough to cut off the river.

At that time, the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Jin Dynasty were only 100,000.

Under such circumstances, Xie An, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was ordered to fight a decisive battle with the people of the Former Qin Dynasty. At the end of the war, Xie An was playing chess with his guests. The news came, and someone placed the news next to his chess couch, but Xie An did not even look at the news and was still focused on playing chess.

When the customer couldn't help but ask Xie An, what kind of letter is this?

Xie An just replied lightly: "The children have defeated the thief."

The so-called children are just because they are fighting in front of them, and they are his nephews Xie Xuan and others.

This battle was related to the national destiny of the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty, and more importantly, the future of the Xie family in Wuyixiang. However, Xie An still played chess and completely ignored the good news.

Xie Xing forced him to this point, and even later generations all admired Xie An when they mentioned Xie An.

Now... isn't it just a child's thief?

If there is a slight mistake in this night attack, Jinzhou will fall, including Ouyang Xiuzhu, everyone will die without death. Now they have finally defeated the invading enemy. Countless people are happy and glad that they can see the sun tomorrow again. How excited they are.

Li Shan himself couldn't hide his excitement, and he wanted to roar with the military and civilians unruly.

However... Ouyang Xiu's face was still as expressionless as usual, not happy with things or sad with himself. The faint tranquility on his face showed his contempt for the Tatars, and also represented that he was not happy about this small victory.

Just as he had long expected that the military and civilians could repel the Tatars. If he gave him a pair of feather fan and lantern scarf, wouldn’t it be a rebirth of Kong Ming who was as good as a god, had a strategic plan and had an insight into yin and yang?

Li Shan shivered, and was filled with admiration.

Of course, Li Shan was not as knowledgeable as Li Shan, who could know the allusion of a child breaking the thief, but when he saw Ouyang Xiu's writing this, his heart was shaking and his body was shocked.

And Ouyang Zhi, after a long time... he suddenly realized that he had survived.

It's not easy to survive finally.

This time, if the Tartars were allowed to destroy the city, then they would never see their mentors again. The soldiers and civilians in the city would be trapped in the fire and water. At that time, Jinzhou would be a hell on earth.

He suddenly felt that he should be happy.

But this joy seemed to have become a bit out of place as time passed.

OK, I won’t laugh anymore, sleepy, and I might be fighting again tomorrow.

Ouyang Zhi did not forget to give instructions: "Enhance the garrison in all cities, so there should be no more mistakes."

"yes."

The generals who answered him could not hide the excitement in their throats and their voices trembled.

Born to be written by Ouyang Xiu, I should be able to survive.

After being caught off guard by a surprise attack, the entire Jinzhou City was not like a frightened bird, but instead... even more excited.

It seemed as if under this night sky, a light of dawn had just begun to emerge. They firmly believed that sooner or later this light would pierce the darkness, and they would survive and reproduce.

It must be!

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It's dawn in the morning.

The corpses of Tatars were thrown off the city wall like a dead dog.

The soldiers and civilians on the city had already prepared a large number of archers to wait for the Tatars to take back their companions' bodies, and then shot arrows to kill all the Tatars who were approaching.

Therefore... the Tatars did not act rashly.

On this vast snowy field, exhausted Tatars looked particularly dazzling.

They are really tired.

After experiencing the heroic spirit at the beginning, they have never been so tired.

Facing this tall city wall, they wished they could rush to the city and use their heads to hit the damn wall.

But after cursing and being angry, they found that they were still... powerless.

Early in the morning, they continued to kill horses, and there were fewer and fewer horses.

Forty thousand iron cavalry and ninety thousand war horses, only half of them are left now.

If you continue to kill, you will be afraid that you will not even have your own mount.

What's even more terrifying is that the forage has been consumed almost all.

Without the forage, in this desolate snow field, the war horses no longer have the strength. Without the horses, they are just a group of two-legged lambs.

The army had already begun to shake because in order to save food, they ate all the field mice, scraped the bark of nearby trees, and boiled them over and over again. Even the leather jackets of the dead were peeled off, put them in a pot and cooked them. They could barely... and they could taste a little umami.

They were unwilling to continue killing horses. Horses were their good partners. They also came with many hunting dogs. These hunting dogs had almost eaten. They wanted to leave a few for their thoughts and could not eat them anymore. If they continued to eat, there would be no dogs in the next year.

It seems that the only thing that is fortunate is that both the city and the city are still consuming each other!

Every day...the Tatars die. After death, at least their horses can be killed without pressure. If the person dies, they will lose one mouth, which is a blessing in disguise.

Many people no longer have the strength to fall, fall down in the snow, and are reluctant to get up again.

They want to drink.

Unfortunately, there is no alcohol.

They wanted to find a woman to beat her to at least vent their depression, but... there were no women here.

The only thing that has is the city in front of me. There is food and wine in the city. Of course, women are indispensable, but unfortunately...

The little prince rode on his horse and looked at Jinzhou from afar. He was silent and kept silent. Today, the sun suddenly appeared. The sun shone out from the gap between the clouds and fell into his murderous eyes.

He slowly picked up the steamed cakes that were carried in the skin on the horse's back, put them in his mouth and chewed them carefully. After taking a bite, he realized how precious this steamed cake that was once difficult to swallow is now. The oil and water inside are moist, echoing between his mouth and tongue. The aroma of oil is refreshing, just like... wine.

He chewed and swallowed slowly, while staring at Jinzhou City.

The guards beside him stared at the steamed cake with their eyes fixed on it. The horse meat was not delicious, and the soup made from the leather jacket also had a strange smell. Although the steamed cake did not emit a fragrance, it is now very high-end and a delicacy that can only be enjoyed by the little prince.

After the steamed cake was clean, the little prince burped and he glanced at the outline of Jinzhou with the last glance.

But that fierce light seemed to be frozen in an instant, but then the fierce light flashed away. The little prince turned his head and faced the guard behind him and said, "Retreat!"

The guards all looked terrible.

retreat……

Thousands of corpses were left, tens of thousands of horses were spent, and so many leather jackets were eaten. When winter was approaching, retreat...

The heavy snow is coming, and it will be a storm that has been continuous for months and never stops. By then, all the grass will wither and yellow. The heavy snow will bury them under the snow several feet thick, and the lake will condense into solid ice.

By then, there is not enough food to store food, and animals and people will die.

On the grassland, a hungry wolf whose prey cannot be found, no matter how sharp the minions it has, it will inevitably be destined to die.

At this moment, the little prince looked up and yelled again: "Retreat!"

The fast horse ran back and forth between countless yurts, and the order to retreat was issued.

Countless Tatars, I don’t know whether to be liberated or sad or angry.

But I had to start packing my bags obediently.

In fact... they don't have many luggage to pack.

They rode on horses one by one, and the horses under their seats were a little tired. Obviously... they were just like their owners, all of them were so hungry that they were too hungry.

The bonfire was covered by snow, and the bodies left behind seemed to be unintentional to be buried. Fortunately, their leather jackets and anything that could be eaten or used had been plundered.

So, the Tatars were like long snakes, winding westward and began to migrate.

The remaining hunting dogs seemed to have no need to curl up in the yurt and wait for their fate to be slaughtered. They seemed to be human, and they were happily passing through the horse team, barking happily.

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"Written by Ouyang Xiu...Written by Ouyang Xiu..."

Almost at the same time, He Yan and Li Shan rushed to Ouyang Zhi's headquarters like fighting for the merits.

Ouyang Zhi looked at them in a daze, and saw their excited appearance, and after a long time he said, "What's the matter?"

This expression was so calm that he was so calm.

Li Shan sighed: "Ouyang Xiu, the bandit army, retreated... retreated... It's a pity that our 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Jinzhou... have been saved..."

As he said that, his eyes were red with excitement and he choked up. Afterwards, he said with some vagueness: "God bless me, Ouyang Xiu... we... survived... survived."

He Yan was also excited and blushed: "Yes, we survived. Ouyang Xiu and the Tatars were all withdrawn. Just half an hour ago, I personally climbed the tower and saw it. Jinzhou... was saved."

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Chapter completed!