It was a long night and Chen Shun was having a strange dream.

In the dream, he and Erya sat in the house and looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window and smiled foolishly.

A brazier was burned in the house.

The charcoal burned by the flames crackled, making people feel warm.

Erya leaned on Chen Shuncai's shoulder, and a fragrance lingered beside him.

Chen Shun took a deep breath and felt refreshing.

Chen Shuncai stroked Erya's high bulging belly for a while and asked, "Guess this time, is it a boy or a girl?"

Erya was silent.

"I guess he's a handle."

Still no response.

"Hehe, you want to eat something, I'll get it for you."

At this moment, Erya let out a burst of creepy laugh from the depths of her abdomen.

Chen Shun felt his scalp numb, and swallowed and spitted Erya's body.

This sight scared him.

Erya's pretty face turned into a skeleton, and her bulging belly began to seep outward.

"ah!"

Chen Shuncai exclaimed, subconsciously stood up and retreated.

He staggered and kicked down the brazier. The flames ignited the curtain beside the bed and immediately ignited a raging fire, as if to swallow the whole room.

This is a dream, this is a dream!

Chen Shuncai said inwardly.

None of them are real, none of these sees are real.

Chen Shun was desperately trying to wake up, but when he saw the ghost, he felt like he was being pressed against a ghost. Although his mind was between awake and chaos, he could not move.

In the end, it was Liu Liangmin who pulled him up.

"It's on fire, run away!"

Chen Shuncai looked around for a week in a daze and found that most of the tent had burned, and the tent was filled with thick smoke.

He didn't care much, and walked out his legs.

After finally running out of the tent, Chen Shun sat down on the ground and gasped.

Liu Liangmin sat next to him, feeling as embarrassed.

"Brother Chen, attack at night, the Ming thieves left the city to attack the camp..."

As the cold wind blew, Chen Shuncai's mind became much more awake. He looked around and found that there was chaos in the camp, with soldiers running for life everywhere, some of whom were not even wearing clothes.

"How could a good Ming thief attack the camp?"

Chen Shuncai frowned and said, "Did the guards on duty fall asleep?"

"How could I know about this? But it seems that I am not wary in the camp."

Liu Liangmin opened his face with a sad face and spread his hands, "It's okay that the green camp outside has been burned out, but even the Han army flag camp inside has been burned out. It's so frustrating."

Chen Shuncai fell into silence.

This Qing army camped in the shape of plum blossoms.

The Green Camp Army is the outermost, and the Han army flag and Mongolian army flag are the innermost.

As a result, the tents of the Han and Mongolian Eight Banners in the back were burned by the Ming thief, and the guard was useless.

"Oh, that's bad! Brother Chen, look over there!"

Liu Liangmin suddenly exclaimed, and pointed to the north and shivered.

Chen Shuncai looked in the direction and saw a raging fire ignited in the north. He knew very well that the direction was used by the Qing army to store food and fodder.

The Ming thieves burned the Qing army's tents stored by the food and fodder!

These damn Mingdogs!

Chen Shun clenched his fists and a rage rose in his chest.

Originally, the Qing army brought sufficient military rations, which were enough even for two or three months.

But this fire burned the food and grass clean, and the Qing army generals were facing an embarrassing situation of losing food.

The Ming army implemented the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the fields near Linqing, and all the people moved into the city, so naturally they would not leave food for the Qing army.

In this way, even if the Qing army wants to harvest food, it is impossible.

This is to force them into a dead end!

It is extremely terrible to cut off food in the army, especially during wartime.

Being a soldier eats food, but the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.

Once the soldiers find that there is no food to eat, their dissatisfaction will increase sharply and may even mutiny and roar.

If it is not handled properly, it will cause a complete collapse.

"Brother Chen, what should I do? We're done now."

Liu Liangmin wanted to cry but no tears, and his voice was filled with sadness.

"Oh, let's take one step at a time."

Chen Shuncai shook his head helplessly.

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Lukede's face turned pale, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his hands clenched into fists and made a creaking sound.

All the generals kneeling in the tent said nothing, and no one dared to look up and look at Luke Dehun.

"Baste, a bunch of trash! What's the use of Benbele asking you? Benbele wants to kill all of you dog slaves!"

In a rage, Lukehn drew his sword and unsheathed it, and actually wanted to swing the knife to slash at the person in front of him.

"Old Beile calms down. It is obvious that the thief is going to disrupt our army's morale. Old Beile must not fall into the trap!"

Lukehn looked in the voice, and saw that Shi Tingzhu was talking and sneered: "The military rations were burned by someone. Are you still telling Benbeile to calm down? Shi Tingzhu, can you convert Benbeile into food?"

Luke Dehun felt very angry, why did he not succeed in leading troops every time? Last time he was defeated by Gao Jie's trick to lure the enemy in Northern Zhili, but this time the Ming army attacked the camp in the night and burned the food and grass...

God is deliberately trying to get along with him!

"When I say that to Master Beile, I can't make any food for Master Beile, but I feel that the current situation is not so bad that it is uncontrollable."

Shi Tingzhu said word by word.

Lukede smiled in a suffocatingly and said, "It's not so bad that it's uncontrollable? Then tell me, what else can Ben Baylor do now!"

Shi Tingzhu said loudly: "Belle has two choices. One is to continue to order soldiers to attack the city and take down Linqing at all costs. In this way, there will be food and credit."

After saying this, he deliberately stopped waiting to see Luke Dehun's reaction. Sure enough, Luke Dehun sneered: "Didn't you see the situation during the day? This Linqing City will be difficult to capture for a while. Now the army knows that the food and grass are burned, and it is the panic that Benbele can attack the city?"

Shi Tingzhu then continued: "One Beile has another option, that is, to abandon the baggage and march quickly towards Dezhou to strive to meet with Prince Yu."

Lukeder raised his eyebrows, obviously a little moved.

If Shi Tingzhu suggested that he lead his army back to Northern Zhili and then make a long-term plan, he would definitely refuse without hesitation.

Because doing so would be like a disguised admission that he had lost the battle. Even if the Regent Dorgon did not hold him accountable, it would be difficult for Luke Dehun to raise his head among the Qing nobles.

He can't afford to lose this person!

But getting closer to Texas is different.

In Luke Dehun's opinion, Duoduo commanded the most powerful Manchu Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, and there were red-clothed cannons in the formation, so he probably had already taken over Dezhou City at this time.

As long as Luke Dehun can lead his troops to join Duoduo's army, the food and grass problem will be solved.

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Chapter completed!