Zhang Baozhu thought that she could see the fluctuations on Xu Changqing's face, after all, this problem was huge, and they had to do a good job of dealing with Nanjing, but she seemed to be thinking too much.

There was no fluctuation on Xu Changqing's handsome face.

It seems that this is not an extremely serious news that is directly related to the operation of the entire Ming Dynasty, but just an ordinary news that can no longer be ordinary.

This made Zhang Baozhu feel a little at ease, but also a little frightened, Xu Changqing must not be too arrogant......

Hurriedly reminded: "Changqing, if this matter is not handled well, I am afraid it will be very dangerous, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that it will cause a fire in the backyard......"

Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Baozhu, don't think too much, let's just do our best." ”

Saying that, Xu Changqing went out of the account.

"Whoa."

Zhang Baozhu was clever, caught something at once, and muttered: "Be yourself? ”

Outside the tent, it was still drizzling and hazy.

Rao is Xu Changqing himself likes this kind of drizzle very much, but at this time, there is some unstoppable condensation in his eyes.

Regarding Nanjing's affairs, to be honest, Xu Changqing didn't care at all, and he had already been thrown out of the clouds!

To put it bluntly, it's a bunch of 'cheerleaders', and it's not even necessarily your own cheerleaders.

At the heart of it all is the war in front of us!

As long as the war is won, Xu Changqing has the time and energy to play slowly with Nanjing.

But the weather in front of us is not too optimistic.

I don't know if the Qing army deliberately investigated the weather in the south of the Yangtze River, or accidentally encountered it, it was just a coincidence, in short, no matter what the reason, the current situation is not too favorable to the model army.

If this weather continues, grain and grass will be secondary, and more importantly, the many firearms of the model army.

The air here is too humid.

Rao is model army has already had a mature system for the preservation of weapons and ammunition, and after camping, they are all placed on shelves, but in this kind of weather, dampness is inevitable.

This means that the ammunition ratio of the model army will be reduced!

If the Qing army launches another wave of large-scale offensives on rainy days and takes a wave on the frontal battlefield, even Xu Changqing will not be able to guarantee the stability of the model army's firepower.

Not to mention the duds, it is not impossible that there will even be an explosion.

But in the face of this kind of problem, Xu Changqing has no solution at this time, he is not a Daluo Immortal.

Xu Changqing could only endure it first, and let the sons and daughters rely on this town as the core to build a large number of various fortifications, so that the Qing army would not dare to fight!

……

Time flies quickly, and five or six days pass in the blink of an eye.

The sky is still not clear, even if it is not continuous rain, but it will rain more or less every day, and the probability of the sun coming out can only be regarded as half and half.

In this state, the Qing army seems to have firmly established the strategy of 'besieging the model army to death', and they have not launched a new offensive in the past few days, but they don't know where to get a lot of young women, and they have sent 50,000 small people to the model army.

This made the grain and grass crisis of the model army gradually begin to manifest.

To put it most bluntly, the Model Army no longer has much coal, and the firewood that can be burned around has basically been scavenged.

Nowadays, it is quite difficult for everyone to drink a bowl of hot soup every day.

Fortunately, with the advent of the sun, the weapons and ammunition of the model army have been dried and maintained, and the combat effectiveness has gradually recovered.

"Haha, brother, cheerful, cheerful. Speaking of which, I also admire Xu Changqing very much. Whether it is his will, means, or vision, this person is the dragon and phoenix among people. However, the Mandate of Heaven is on the side of my Daqing, and this battle, my Daqing, is destined to cut Xu Changqing, a Nikan, off the horse! Hahaha......"

The life of the model army is not good, but the life of the Qing army is good.

Of course, it's just the big masters.

In this weather, the firewood of the Qing army was also seriously affected, and there were several exquisite gardens here

They were all ruined, and they chopped wood to burn.

Moreover, their food, hygiene, and living habits are all problematic, and they are not very suitable for the climate of this quasi-Jiangnan.

During this time, there were quite a few sick among them.

Although they are all minor illnesses such as colds and fevers, they are more or less contagious, and they are gradually weakening their combat power.

But in the big picture, they seem to be getting more and more stable.

At this time, before noon, there was a very rich banquet in Dolgon's tent, and everyone pushed their glasses and changed their glasses, and Duoduo's spirit also rose, as if he had returned to the high-spirited appearance of a few years ago.

"Haha, Destiny is such a good thing. The minions had been staring outside the Model Army camp all day yesterday, and they basically didn't cook much now, just boiling soup. If this state of affairs continues, I am afraid that it may not take five or six days, and their food, grass, and firewood will not be able to hold on. ”

Ao Bai drank a glass of wine vigorously, and said with a red face.

"Hehe, even this king didn't expect that things would develop like this, this is really providential, providential. Perhaps, we can get some more female slaves and send them to Xu Changqing. ”

Zilharang was also in a very good mood, stroking his palms and laughing.

I thought that I was about to enter a dead end, who would have thought that pies would fall from the sky, and this continuous rainy day would trap Xu Changqing to death.

"What Prince Zheng said is very true, come on, come on, for my Qing Dynasty, for my Qing Dynasty's destiny, let's have another drink. In this battle, we are afraid that the soldiers who will go to the people without a fight will ......"

Everyone continued to push the cup and change the lamp, becoming more and more enthusiastic and lively.

Dolgon was also a little drunk at this time, but he felt that there was not a single pore in his body that was uncomfortable and unpleasant.

At this time, even if Xu Changqing is extinguished, there will be a lot of troubles, after all, none of these big masters of the Han Army Banner are fuel-efficient lamps, but compared to Xu Changqing, they are obviously nothing.

Dorgon had plenty of patience to play slowly with the gang.

However, after drinking for a while, when everyone was about to indulge a little, Wu Sangui, who had been silent and had maintained a deep restraint, suddenly said in a loud voice: "Regent, everyone, the situation at this time is indeed extremely favorable to my Qing Dynasty, but it is not yet the time for everyone to raise their glasses and celebrate. ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the big tent suddenly froze, and everyone's eyes were on Wu Sangui, and many people's eyes were already a little displeased.

What do you mean?

The Great Qing Kingdom is in such a good situation at this time, Wu Sangui is actually pouring cold water? What is the intention?

Dolgon stopped a few minions who wanted to provoke Wu Sangui with his eyes, and smiled gently: "What does Ping Xibo think? ”

He attaches great importance to Wu Sangui's opinions.

And Dolgon understands very well that Xu Changqing has not been extinguished, and Wu Sangui is far from turning his face.

Wu Sangui took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "This is actually a minion...... You shouldn't say it, it's ruining your spirit. However, in the long run, this is a hidden danger, and it may be a big hidden danger! If you don't say it, the minions are really not sure. After all, we haven't really destroyed Xu Changqing yet! ”

Hearing Wu Sangui's words, everyone nodded.

Although the real Manchuria looked down on Wu Sangui, in the depths of the secret, he was still a little jealous of Wu Sangui, which actually showed a lot of problems.

Wu Sangui saw that everyone tended to be gentle, and was willing to listen to him, so he didn't keep it anymore, and told an allusion called 'two-legged sheep'.

"This ......"

By the time Wu Sangui finished telling the allusion to the 'two-legged sheep', the atmosphere in the big tent was already tense, how could there be any comfort before?

Duoduo's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ping Xibo, you, what you said, although it is good, but Xu Changqing has always prided himself on being a righteous gentleman, he, he will not do such a heartbreaking thing, right?" ”

Wu Sangui smiled bitterly: "Prince Yu, let's think about it from another position, if so, you are in Xu Changqing's position at this time, do you think."

Would you do that? ”

"I ......"

Duoduo was speechless for a moment.

That's right.

Why the hell has been driven to a dead end, it must be to survive first, to protect the overall situation, as for what reputation, it is still a fart?

Hong Chengchou also spoke up at this time: "Regent, the minister has always had concerns about this matter. We really shouldn't send female slaves to the model army anymore. At this point, we are not short of this day or two, so it is better to let it be. Of course, we are going to nail the model army, and perhaps, we can spread this kind of news in Nanjing now......"

After Hong Chengchou said this, there was a sudden agitation in the tent, and the atmosphere turned a lot more relaxed.

Duoduo also smiled with a twinkle in his eyes: "Wonderful, wonderful." Lord Hong, you have a great merit in this battle! Even if Xu Changqing hasn't done such a thing yet, we can build up the momentum first! ”

Dolgon quickly clapped his hand and said, "Lord Hong, you will do this yourself. All the dark lines of my Qing Dynasty are under your control! ”

"Wow!"

Hong Chengchou hurriedly bowed deeply, his whole body was full of fighting spirit, and the whole person seemed to be several years younger.

Wu Sangui exchanged a glance with him, then closed his eyes, showed a slight wry smile, and muttered in his heart: "Changqing, don't blame me, we are all the same kind of people!" ”

……

Hong Chengchou personally operated it, Yangzhou is a stone's throw away from Nanjing, and that night, there was a terrifying wind spreading in Nanjing.

Xu Changqing's model army has run out of ammunition and food, and now the model army is sustaining its livelihood by relying on the 'two-legged sheep' given to them by the Tartars. It is said that the Model Army had to eat more than a thousand poor women every day at this time. ’

As the news spread, the entire city of Nanjing quickly fell into a terrifying panic.

Man eats man.

What is this concept?

Such a person, such a troop, can it still be considered a person?

It was some low-level people who had been supporting Xu Changqing who began to waver in horror.

Since ancient times, there have been legends of various ghosts and monsters in China.

Not even in the era of ignorance that was firmly controlled at this time, even in later generations, there are countless believers.

The lethality of this kind of thing is really too great.

It was the Li family's black Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty back then, and he didn't have such a black method, but he just said that Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty was obscene. It's chaotic.

But Emperor Yang of Sui, except for Empress Xiao of the main palace, the concubines are afraid that they can be counted on both hands......

"Grandpa, this, is this true? They, how can they be like this...... It's not human at all. We, we can't help them! ”

In the Wudi Temple, Chunni seemed to be greatly frightened and hurried to find the old monk.

The old monk was a little stunned at this time, and he couldn't tell whether the news was true or false for a while.

After all, the current situation of the model army has already been created by the Qing army dozens of times, and the model army itself has not clarified this, even his experience cannot be judged.

He understands very well that once a person enters a desperate situation, he can really do anything, even if it is the eloquent Xu Changqing!

However, with his old experience, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong......

With Xu Changqing's shrewdness, in the face of this dirty water, why didn't he fight back?

At the very least, before the ammunition is exhausted, there will definitely be a desperate counterattack.

But the official army has been in contact with the model army on the riverbank, and there has never been such news.

"Grandpa, do you still need to hesitate about this kind of thing! We can't help the abuse......"

Chunni had already started to shake his arm angrily, and when he was asked to change his decision, the old monk's eyes lit up, caught something, and said with a smile: "Chunni, this time, we must not only continue to support the Marquis of Haicheng, but also continue to increase our efforts!" You prepare, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, at most the day after tomorrow, you will personally go to the model army camp to accompany the Marquis of Haicheng to show the attitude of my Chen family! ”

"What?"