The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Just when everyone cheered.

The hurried officials had already ordered someone to light a torch and surround Ouyang Zhi.

They all had smiles on their faces, and the emotions in their hearts overflowed with words.

Ouyang Xiu's writing is indeed their peace of mind.

But when they looked up at Ouyang Xiushuo, they saw that Ouyang Xiushuo still had a wooden face and no expression on his face. His eyes were in the fire, and he could not see the slightest fluctuation.

According to Li Shan's involuntary body, was it the legendary 'Children's Thief'?

Li Shan still felt that he didn't believe that there was such a person in the world when he learned the story of the child's broken thief, but now it seems ...

Li Shan took a deep breath, such a person really let himself see.

The allusion of this child-breaking thief came from the battle of Danshui. At that time, the emperor Fu Jian of the former Qin led his army to attack the Western Jin Dynasty, known as the 800,000 people. Among the river water, it is enough to cut off the river water.

At that time, the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Jin Dynasty were only a hundred thousand.

Under such circumstances, Xie An, a celebrity of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was ordered to fight the former Qin people. At the end of the war, Xie An was playing chess with his guests. The good news came that someone placed the good news beside his chess table, but Xie An didn't even look at the good news, and still concentrated on playing chess.

When the guests couldn't bear it, they couldn't help but ask Xie An, what kind of correspondence is this?

Xie An only answered lightly: "The younger generation has broken the thief."

The so-called juniors, but because of fighting ahead, is his nephew Xie Xuan and others.

This battle is related to the national games of the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty, and even more so to the future of the Xie family in Wuyi Lane, but Xie An still plays chess as before, completely disregarding this good news.

Xie installs this, and even later generations mentioned Xie An, all admired.

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

In this night raid, if there was a slight difference, Jinzhou fell, including Ouyang Xiu, all of them were dead, and now they have defeated the enemies of the offenders. Countless people rejoiced and thanked themselves for seeing tomorrow again. How excited is the sun.

Li Shan himself couldn't conceal his excitement, only wishing to roar with the soldiers and civilians indiscriminately.

But ... Ouyang Xiu wrote, as usual, with no expression on his face, not happy with things, not sad with himself. The light and indifferent expression on his face not only showed his contempt for the Tatars, but also represented his view of this little Victory, no half-joy.

It was like he had expected that the soldiers and civilians could repel the Tatars. If he was given a pair of lupin scarves, wouldn't it be that he would act like a god, plan things, and gain insight into the reincarnation of Yin and Yang?

Li Shan shivered, but admired in his heart.

Others, of course, did not have Li Shan's knowledge, they could know the story of the children's broken thief, but at the sight of Ouyang Xiu's writing, they were all stunned and the tiger's body shocked.

And Ouyang Zhi, he took a long time ... only to suddenly find that he survived.

Finally survived, not easy.

This time, if Tatar broke the city, then he would never see his teacher again. The army and civilians in this city would be trapped in fire and water. At that time, Jinzhou must be a **** on earth.

He suddenly felt happy.

But this happy momentum seems to have passed with the passage of time, it seems a bit outdated.

Okay, don't laugh, sleepy, go to sleep, maybe it will be a fierce battle tomorrow.

Ouyang Zhi did not forget to command: "City walls everywhere, step up guards, there can be no more pool."

"Yes."

Answering his generals, he couldn't hide the excitement in his throat, his voice trembling.

Born Ouyang Xiu was born, should I wait to live.

After being caught flat-footed by a surprise attack, the entire Jinzhou City, instead of being as frightened as a bird, was ... more excited.

As if under the night sky, a dawn dawned, they were convinced that sooner or later, the dawn would pierce the darkness, and they would also survive and prosper.

Certainly!

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Early morning.

A tatar corpse was dropped from the wall like a dead dog.

The soldiers and civilians in the city have prepared a large number of archers to stand by, waiting for the Tatars to **** back the bodies of their companions.

Thus ... the Tatars did not act rashly.

On this vast snowfield, the exhausted Tatars looked extremely dazzling.

They are really tired.

After experiencing the original pride, they have never been so tired.

Facing this tall city wall, they wished to rush down the city and hit the **** wall hard with their heads.

But after cursing and anger, 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 horse riders and ninety thousand horses are only half left.

Kill it again, I'm afraid that even my own mount is gone.

Even more frightening is that the forage has almost been consumed.

Without fodder, in this desolate snowfield, the war horses no longer have strength, without horses, they are a group of two-legged lambs.

The army has begun to shake, because in order to save food, they ate the voles, scraped the bark of the nearby forest trees, and even carried the cow bones, and even boiled it over and over, even the leather of the war dead was peeled off. , Put it in the pot and cook it, reluctantly ... you can also taste a little umami.

They do n’t want to continue killing horses anymore. Horses are their good friends. They are accompanied by many hounds. These hounds also eat almost. They want to keep a few to think about it. Eat it, and even the dogs will be gone next year.

The only thing that seems to be fortunate is that both sides of the city and the city are at least consuming each other!

Everyday ... Tatars die, and after their deaths, at least their horses can be beheaded without pressure. If they die, they will lose a mouth, which is considered a blessing for disaster.

Many people no longer have the strength to fall down and fall in the snow, so they don't want to get up again.

They want to drink alcohol.

Unfortunately, there is no more wine.

They want to cruelly find a woman, at least to vent their depression, but ... there is no woman here.

The only thing is the city in front of you. There are food and wine in the city. Of course, there are women too, unfortunately ...

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

Slowly, he picked up the steamed cakes carried in the leather sac on his horse, slowly put them in his mouth, and chewed carefully. Every time he ate, he realized that this steamed cake was difficult to swallow. Now, how precious it is, the oil and water inside it, which is moist, reverberates between the tongue and mouth. The oily fragrance is actually refreshing, just like ... wine.

He chewed slowly, slowly staring at Jinzhou City.

The guards on the side stared straight at the steamed cake, the horse meat was not tasty, and the soup boiled in leather also had a strange smell. Although the steamed cake did not smell, but now, it is It is very advanced and belongs to the mountain and seafood flavor that can only be enjoyed at the level of the little prince.

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

Only that fierce light seemed to freeze in a flash, but then, the fierce light flashed away, and the little prince turned his horse and turned his head, facing the guard behind him: "Retreat!"

The guards looked miserable one by one.

retreat……

Thousands of corpses have been left, tens of thousands of horses have been consumed, so many leather coats have been eaten, and when winter is imminent, retreat ...

Heavy snow is approaching, this must be a storm that lasts for months without stopping. By that time, all the grass will die and the snow will bury them under a few feet of snow, and the lake will condense into a firm ice.

By that time, the animals and people will die without enough food.

On the grassland, hungry wolves who can't find their prey, no matter how sharp their minions, can't avoid the fate of death.

At this time, the little prince raised his head and shouted again: "Retreat!"

Kuima runs back and forth between countless yurts, and the order to retreat is given.

Countless Tatars do not know whether they should be liberated or grieved.

But he had to obediently start packing.

Actually ... they don't have much luggage to pack.

They mounted the horses one by one, and the horses underneath were a bit tired. Obviously ... they were a bit hungry like the owner.

The bonfire was covered by snow, and the corpses left behind seemed to have no intention of burying them. Fortunately, the leather coats and everything they could eat and used were cleaned up.

So, the Tatars, like a snake, meandered westward and began to migrate.

The remaining few hounds seemed to finally have no need to curl up in the yurts to wait for the fate of being slaughtered. They seemed to have passed human nature.

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"Ouyang Xiu ... Ouyang Xiu ..."

Almost at the same time ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ He Yan and Li Shan rushed into Ouyang Zhi's court like crazy.

Ouyang looked at them dumbfounded, and after seeing them excitedly, he said for a long time: "What's the matter?"

This look used to be indifferent, but it was breathless.

Li Shan said with emotion: "Ouyang Xiu wrote, the thieves, retired ... retired ... pitifully, we 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Jinzhou ... saved ..."

With that, his eyes were flushed with excitement, and he choked up. Afterwards, he said with some vagueness: "God bless you, Ouyang Xiu wrote ... we ... survived ... survived. ''

He Yan was flushed with excitement: "Yeah, we survived, written by Ouyang Xiu, and the Tatars were withdrawn. Just before half an hour, I went downstairs and saw a real, Jinzhou ... keep it."

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The fifth is more, well, the tiger is tired, continue tomorrow!