There is no doubt that Zhang Baozhu's ability is. With her on her behalf to comfort these women, Xu Changqing's pressure has been much less, and she can pay more attention to the war.

But Xu Changqing did not dare to transport the subsequent supplies from Jiang'an Wharf to come here at this time.

As expected, Dorgon and the others were afraid that they were staring at them like wolf dogs!

At this time, even if you think with your toes, Xu Changqing could understand their strategic intentions!

On the one hand, we use these women to consume and destroy the Model Army, and on the other hand, we are staring at the Model Army’s retreat like a wolfdog!

As long as the fleet dares to continue to supply food and grass to the main force of the Model Army, it will be the time when all the Han army flag departments, including the True Manchus, will die.

...

It was still a drizzling day today. Whether it was the Qing army or the Model Army, except for the sentry detectives, the people were busy at night, and most of the rest were relatively leisurely.

The emergence of nearly 100,000 female Han slaves has brought considerable pressure to the Model Army.

In this kind of weather, these delicate women cannot sleep in the wilderness. Even if they have twenty or thirty people, they will have to take away one-third of the model army's big tent.

Even though the Model Army used oil cloth and built a lot of new shacks with oil paper in this unknown town, it still consumed a quarter of the Model Army's large tent.

Moreover, the mobility of the model army was also stuck by the Qing army, and it was difficult to advance to Yangzhou.

But Dorgon and his friends were all focused on the Model Army, and they were also a little afraid of angering the Model Army. They created the Model Army in advance and did not dare to launch an offensive against Yangzhou City. Yangzhou City is still in a safe state for the time being.

However, as long as anyone with some military knowledge, I am afraid that everyone has already seen that the Model Army has entered a terrifying rhythm of "chronic death" at this time!

night.

After a busy day, Zhang Baozhu returned to Xu Changqing's side. Her pretty face was full of fatigue that could not be concealed, but her eyes were quite energetic, full of fighting spirit and anger. She hesitated for a while and said: "Changqing, Tartars, it's really hateful. I don't know what to say about the suffering these sisters suffered... and, I heard a message among them..."

As he said that, Zhang Baozhu looked carefully at Xu Changqing.

"oh?"

"What news?"

Xu Changqing smiled and sipped a sip of tea, looking at Zhang Baozhu without any storm.
Chapter completed!