So after resting for a while, Li Fan set out again to search outside the city.
There were still many vassal soldiers carrying wood, stone, and arrows to reinforce the city's defenses. It wasn't that they were exceptionally brave and selflessly willing to be the last ones standing; they had just fled back and really didn't feel like running anymore. Moreover, they knew most of the horses had been slaughtered for food. How could they outrun the four-legged Hu Lu on the plains? Being caught and killed seemed inevitable, so they might as well rely on the fortifications and continue to hold out. Perhaps another miracle could happen, who knows?
