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Shen Yu's eyes lit up, "My brother also discovered the problem."

"I'm going to burn their food! You go and cut off the road, and say hello to me when it's done. Once the beacon is lit, they will definitely return to the defense. My brother just takes the opportunity to fight back."

Kong Qing was secretly frightened. The eldest lady's mind was spinning too fast. If the night wind hadn't woken her up, it would have been difficult to keep up with her rhythm.

Kong Qing stood up and squatted back, "How about I stay and you go and cut off the road? I think there are more than 2,000 people in Xiying. It's too dangerous."

"Go quickly!" Shen Yu pushed him, "What do grown men do?"

As soon as the others left, Shen Yu rested in the dark, her mind suddenly enlightened.

This life will definitely not be like the previous life. One hundred thousand soldiers are still there, my father and brother are still there, and the people in the pass can live and work in peace and contentment.

Half an hour later, the whistle came from the wind again.

Shen Yu moved her hands and feet, made gestures and led the remaining ten people towards the grain and grass warehouse.

The sky was still very dark. Before the storm, the dense clouds were so low that not even a single star in the sky could be seen.

Shen Zhao raised his eyes and looked out, and saw that the smoke in the Xijue camp was still rising.

He was getting a little anxious while waiting, and his thumb on the handle of the knife was fiddling unconsciously.

"Wait another half moment, and attack directly if you can't smoke anymore."

Time passes breath by breath.

The scouts from the front came on horseback, "The smoke is burning!"

"attack!"

Ten thousand fine cavalry moved upon hearing the wind and marched towards Xijue's northern camp.

There were sounds of fighting in the camp. When Shen Zhao arrived, he saw Shen Yu drawing a knife, and the blade brought out a series of blood beads.

Shen Yu also saw him, slashed a Xijue soldier to death with a knife, and said: "Brother, there are only two thousand people left in the camp. You take people to the south camp to raid their backs."

There was a huge fire in the camp. Shen Zhao drew his bow and shot one to death. "I will leave two thousand men for you."

Shen Yu: "One thousand!"

"I said two thousand, just two thousand."

Shen Zhao gave the order without waiting for her to refute, leaving 2,000 men behind and led his troops away.

The camp was filled with the smell of blood. Jingqi counted the number of people and captured three hundred Xijue soldiers.

It was just dawn when Shen Zhao arrived at the south camp. He led eight thousand soldiers to outflank Xijue from the right rear side, while Shen Zhongan led his troops to press on the front.

From being surrounded to being surrounded.

Although Xijue suffered a lot of casualties last time, the number of Xijue troops was greater than they imagined.

Even with the current outflanking formation, they still didn't have much of an upper hand, and the Xijue Army didn't gain much advantage.

Shen Zhongan stretched out his hand in the wind, and the wind passed through his fingers. He frowned and looked at the battlefield, and after careful consideration, he ordered:

"withdraw!"

The army retreated, and heavy snow fell halfway. Fortunately, they left early.

The deputy general rode his horse beside Shen Zhongan and said excitedly: "It's been a long time since we fought such a good battle. Xi Jue thought we were going to raid the south camp, but when he heard that the north camp was burned, he immediately came back to help. Hey, for the first time, Xi Jue People are walking around like fools."

Shen Zhongan said: "It's snowing. This battle will not be easy. The Xijue people did not suffer many casualties in this battle, and the fundamentals have not been damaged. They can attack again after reorganizing their troops. We should not take it lightly."

The deputy general claimed so.

Shen Zhao frowned and asked as soon as he entered the camp: "Is there another group of people back?"

The soldier guarding the camp said: "No."

Shen Zhao looked at the north, his brows furrowed.

There are only more than 2,000 people in the Xijue North Camp. Shen Yu would not have been stuck for so long, unless...

Unless the horse road was not blocked, the Xijue people who went to make a surprise attack came back in time to block her there!

The more Shen Zhao thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he said to the soldiers who had just returned to the camp to rest and had not dispersed yet: "Give me the order to order 30,000 troops immediately, and follow me to the Xijuebei Camp."

Shen Zhongan heard him shouting before he even returned to his account. He turned around quickly and asked, "What are you doing?!"

Shen Zhao's throat was blocked and he rode his horse over to stop next to Shen Zhong'an. His face turned pale and he said, "Ah... I only brought two thousand people to the Xijuebei camp and I haven't come back yet."

"What! When did she come?!" Shen Zhongan barely lifted it up in one breath, pointing the horse whip at Shen Zhao, and was speechless for a long time.

He got on his horse first, whipped the horse's buttocks, and when he ran to the gate, he stopped again.

The snow was falling heavily, and in a moment the sky and the earth merged into a vast expanse of snow.

Shen Zhongan stood in the snow, with his biological daughter on one side and righteousness on the other.

If we send troops at this moment, we are likely to encounter the situation of being attacked from both sides by the Xijue people in the blizzard.

He is not just a father, but a general who is responsible for the lives of thousands of soldiers. It is so difficult to make a choice.

"Send my order and the entire army rests."

"General!" Shen Zhao lost his voice.

Shen Zhongan raised his hand to stop him from continuing.

He couldn't bear it, but he couldn't risk the lives of tens of thousands of people just for his own selfishness.

Shen Zhao knew what he was thinking. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his whip and ran out of the camp.

Father can give up on Ayu, but he can't. He is her brother, and he has been following him around since he was a child.

At that time, he was not as good as a swordsman, so he clamored to practice martial arts with his brother.

Shen Zhao's eyes were red. He must save her, even if he was alone.

"Stop him!" Shen Zhongan shouted.

The heavy gate in front was closed, and the soldiers pushed the Luzhai (zhài) to block the entrance of the camp tightly.

"Get out of my way, or I'll kill you too." Shen Zhao pointed at the soldiers at the door and said.

Shen Zhongan said with consternation: "You are so brave, you dare to point a knife at one of your own, come on! Take off his armor!"

While the two parties were in a stalemate, the soldiers from Wangloushan suddenly blew a whistle and shouted: "A team is approaching."

The wind and snow were raging, and flakes of snow were blown away by the wind. The view from the upstairs was blocked, and it was only when I got closer that I could see clearly that it was my own person.

Shen Yu's eyes turned white, and her legs were so cold that she almost lost consciousness. The wheels made a clanging sound on the snow, and the two-hundred-meter-long team was getting closer and closer to the camp.

"It's our elite cavalry!" the soldier shouted from the watchtower.

"Open the door!"

Shen Zhao went to open the heavy gate himself without waiting for the soldiers to take action. As soon as a gap was opened, he squeezed through the middle.

He ran wildly in the snow and finally saw the figure in the snow.

Shen Yu was exhausted, so she approached on horseback, lowered her head and smiled at him, "Brother, I brought you something good."

Shen Zhao's eyes were red. She was like this when she was a child. She would hold any good things in front of him like a treasure.

Shen Zhao reached out to catch her, feeling that she was as cold as ice. He quickly untied his cloak and wrapped her in, hugging her tightly and not daring to speak.

The queen was afraid, afraid that she would not come back, afraid that she would be alone in a fight to the death.

Shen Yu entered the camp, followed by dozens of grain carts, pushed by Xijue prisoners of war, and escorted by fine cavalry on both sides.

Shen Yu was wrapped in a large cloak and warming herself by the fire in the main tent. She was holding hot tea in her hands and felt little consciousness. The snow on her body had melted by the fire and made her look even more clammy.

Shen Zhongan looked at her without saying a word. He wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't curse when he saw her pitiful appearance.

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