The night gradually became deeper and it was midnight inadvertently.

At this time, all the Han army flag troops had retreated twenty or thirty miles away, and even thirty or forty miles away, and there were still no camping. The people shouted and horses were shouting and shouting, and there was a mess.

Although these Han flag slaves were very convenient to follow their true Manchu masters, and there were many war horses, mules and horses, this kind of marching was extremely powerful, especially at night, and everyone was already trapped in the horse.

This thing is easy to understand, too.

In later generations, when technological civilization is so developed, you will feel tired no matter how you drive the night bus for most of the night, even if you just take the bus.

Even a top luxury car, a nanny car, or even a first-class cabin, is no exception.

Not to mention that these Han army flag servants were still worried about the hot air balloons of the Model Army would launch a surprise attack.

Their strength tonight is probably not much smaller than the war.

However, they had already distanced themselves from the Model Army that they thought were safe, and each of them had relieved a little and ordered their own orders to camp.

Dorgon also sent a large number of real Manchurian sentry to coordinate the work of various departments while keeping a close eye on the movements of the model army.

After the news from each department was summarized, there was no problem and he was already at a "safe distance". He was relieved.

But then I felt a little speechless and felt very uncomfortable.

At this time, the Qing Dynasty had five or six times the force of the Model Army. In the entire Jiangbei area, the Model Army had no reinforcements at all. It was completely alone and went deep into the deep, but...

Even in this state, they were as if they were facing a great enemy at this time and had to guard against the model army...

After walking back and forth in the tent for dozens of steps, Dorgon was about to ask the slave to bring him a pot of good wine to relieve his boredom, but suddenly he heard the slave's cheers coming from outside: "It's raining, haha, it's raining again."

Dorgon was stunned and couldn't help but be overjoyed and hurriedly left the account.

Just saw it.

The night sky was misty, and the drizzle of rain began to float again, and the air became much colder.

Moreover, looking at the clouds in the night sky, it is obviously thicker and the moonlight is getting thinner. The rain may not be a big problem until tomorrow morning.

"Brother, it's raining, haha, it's raining again. God bless me, the Qing Dynasty, God bless me, the Qing Dynasty..."

On this side, Duoduo also received the news and rushed over quickly, his face full of childlike joy, almost like dancing, letting the drizzle of rain sprinkle on his face and body.

Dorgon smiled, but his heart couldn't help but feel even more bitter.

How free and easy this guy is? He is simply not afraid of heaven or earth!

Even when the fat man was alive, he often dared to force the fat man, but at this time... just because of this little thing...

However, Dorgon's political awareness is definitely unquestionable.

After a moment, he calmed down and smiled in control, "The Heaven of Changsheng is blessed, and this destiny is still here on the Qing Dynasty! With this rain, the warriors can have a good sleep tonight."

As he said that, he smiled and patted Duoduo on the shoulder: "Let's go, 15th, let's go to the camp first, wait a few more drinks together."

"Hehe, OK."

...

This rain made all the Qing army units quite comfortable. Even if it was very easy, at least they could have a safe sleep tonight.

This also made the atmosphere in the Qing army camps of the country quickly relax, and relaxed laughter came from time to time.

But this rain is a bit unfriendly to the Model Army.

"Why is this happening? Why is it raining again at this time..."

In the withered town, the model army is in the army.

Zhang Baozhu leaned against the wall of the eaves, looking at the raindrops floating all over the sky, biting her red lips hard, and felt a little painful in her liver.

Xu Changqing made a careful plan in the evening. At this time, many hot air balloons had already changed into disguises and were ready to attack, but God actually started to rain again...

How can I fight this battle?

Could it be, really

Isn’t even God standing on the side of the Ming Dynasty anymore?

Zhang Baozhu couldn't help but look at Xu Changqing not far away.

Xu Changqing was also a little depressed at this time.

His main purpose tonight was actually not to steal the camp, but to really cut off the fingers of the Han military flag troops, but to harass them so that they can't sleep well or even sleep well!

Because the distance has been widened at this time, even though the model army's hot air balloon has the ability to sail far beyond the distance between the two sides, the hot air balloon also has the professional painting of the "Dark Night Edition", it is not an airship and cannot be completely concealed.

Therefore, Xu Changqing did not intend to find an opportunity to cut off the fingers of the Qing Dynasty and kill the chicken to scare the monkey through night attacks.

If you want to solve the problem, you still have to go through the front battlefield!

If the plan tonight is successful, the Qing army will basically be destroyed tomorrow, and even the day after tomorrow, and it will take at least two or three days to adjust.

This will give the Model Army some buffering time, allowing Xu Changqing to continue to perceive the battlefield and make more accurate judgments.

But if God doesn’t give him face, what else can he say?

But Xu Changqing was not discouraged.

It should be noted that accidents are the norm in life.

Otherwise, if everything can be carried out according to the plan and everyone will be smooth sailing, then the person will not be able to go to heaven and there will be problems that cannot be solved?

Having said that, it is not a bad thing to slow down tonight.

Even if the Model Army does not attack them tonight, they will have to go this way tonight and want to launch an attack on the Model Army tomorrow, so many roads will have to go this way.

According to Dorgon's shrewdness, he would not do such stupid actions.

This means that the Model Army will have at least one day adjustment tomorrow.

The Model Army had so many Han slaves at this time, which would put a lot of pressure on food and grass, but there would be no problem in supporting it for twenty days and a month.

Even if the Qing army re-used the same trick, Xu Changqing still had plenty of confidence.

Thinking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Xu Changqing's mind, and there was a new and good solution!

...

The next day, as Xu Changqing judged, the Qing army did not launch another offensive, but drove away at least 30,000 to 40,000 Han slaves.

These Han slaves were basically all women, but were all young women. Their appearance was obviously much better than those women yesterday. They all had very white skin, delicate and soft.

This time, these Han army flag servants who drove them not only stopped abuseing them, but instead coaxed them with delicious food and drink, making them speed up, for fear of their casualties.

As noon approached, watching the poor Han female slaves crying and rushing to the front, even Zhang Baozhu understood the intention of the Qing army and couldn't help but gritted her teeth: "Changqing, how can the Tartars be so despicable! Isn't this just trying to consume our food and grass and hold our footsteps!"

Xu Changqing smiled, but there was no too much fluctuation: "Baozhu, don't worry. Only someone can have money. This is not a bad thing for us. Put away your mood first, wait, you will comfort them on my behalf. Just say, you are one of my eldest wives."

“…”

Zhang Baozhu's pretty face suddenly turned red.

She wasn't afraid of showing up in public. After all, she, who was born as a queen of the palace, had never seen any big scenes before?

What embarrassed her was the identity that Xu Changqing gave her...

However, she has been so suffocating over the years. If she had no more venting channels, she would have to fight with Xu Changqing. After thinking about it, she nodded and agreed.

Seeing that Zhang Baozhu was about to comfort these women, Xu Changqing stretched lazily and looked in the direction of the Qing army with fun.

Dorgon wanted to use this method to drag down the model army, so Xu Changqing could only let him understand what it means to swallow sugar-coated and return the shells, and he lost his wife and his troops!

...

We have long been very experienced in dealing with such refugees, slaves, and model troops.

Shen Shi came forward, and all the 30,000 to 40,000 young women were taken into the bag by the Model Jun.

At this point, Xu Changqing did not play tricks with his men and said directly: "At this time, all the women in the battle formation,

They will all be post-war trophy!”

This made the men's morale much higher instantly, and the women also felt very safe.

Don't think that being treated as goods has no dignity, no such or that, but at least, it can allow them to survive in this cruel world.

To be able to survive is a desire that is beyond reach for many people.

In the previous battle of Jiuxian Mountain, although the Model Army gathered nearly one million female relatives, there were actually not many people from the southerners. Moreover, Xu Changqing did not reward the Model Army, but made them ordinary households.

As these women gradually took root in Haicheng and surrounding areas, the advantages of southern women were gradually emerging.

Compared with women in the north, they not only have better skin, but also have gentle temperaments. Especially for women near Yangzhou, their soft words are really new to most model military men from the north.

It’s a pity that these southern women, especially those from wealthy places, are not stupid. They are not just children who don’t want to marry the Model Army, but they don’t want to be concubines.

This makes things a little complicated.

Even if many model soldiers are greedy, they have no choice.

After all, you can't divorce your wife and marry another one, right?

The military law of the Model Army is not a joke. Who dares to do such a traitor?

At this time, these women are obviously from the surrounding areas of Yangzhou. These are all high-quality assets. Who can not be jealous or tempted?
To be continued...