A large strand of Cangyan flowed towards Luo Ming's outstretched palm, looking like a supple silk flowing, and this originally violent and incomparable energy was actually slowly "getting smaller".

It's like a wolf that has just brutally bitten a man, suddenly running to his feet, turning into a good dog, sitting down and wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue to pant, while playing a game of "stretching out his palm" with his master.

This contrasting scene made the soldiers almost lose their hearts and minds.

Artillery is Luo Ming's invention, which has been told to the soldiers as the most basic propaganda material, and although they have seen Cangyan a few times before, it is the first time that it has been so loud.

It can bind the thunder in the sky into that metal pipe and spray iron balls, and it can control another powerful flame that is no less powerful than thunder...... This has overcome all the simple imagination in the minds of those soldiers.

In the minds of some soldiers, Luo Ming, if not a god, is a demigod hero who fell from the sky!

In the end, Cang Yan only had a wisp of flame left, floating on his index finger wearing a silver ring on his left hand, Luo Ming exaggeratedly changed his hand, clenched his fist, and snuffed it out in the palm of his hand.

Naturally, it was impossible for the onlookers to think that these cangyan flames were not "gradually becoming smaller and extinguished", but turned into power and poured into Luo Ming's body.

If someone observes carefully, they may think that his power is channeled through that silver ring, because every time Luo Ming uses Cangyan in front of everyone, he will deliberately send it from the left index finger wearing the ring, and the misleading effect should be very strong......

Whether it works or not, an ordinary silver ring doesn't cost three silver coins anyway, and maybe it can create the advantage of information asymmetry, so why not?

Then, it's time to clean up the battlefield.

Truth be told, though, there isn't much to clean...... The nest itself has been burned clean by Luo Ming's fire, and there are no stumps, debris and blood left, and the ashes left over from the burn can be left in place, at most a little bit of fertilizer will be taken.

It wasn't long before the soldier who had been sent to look for the cannonballs returned with one hand clutching the slightly deformed iron ball, while his other hand dragged the top half of the broken tree, presumably as firewood.

Some deformed shells naturally can't be stuffed directly into the barrel, but at best, they are still 5.4 kilograms of iron, which is finally a sum of money.

It can be melted down and recast into cannonballs, or made into farm tools or something, which is much better than buying iron - there is no iron ore or miner in Lomin's current territory, so he can only buy it.

At dusk, a soldier rang the gong and shouted, "It's time to eat!"

While the sun was still on, the soldiers walked out of their tents, sat down at the long tables, and began to eat their supper.

After all, there was a lot of physical activity today, and some soldiers were really hungry and immediately began to stuff food into their mouths.

Several soldiers hesitated when facing the dishes in front of them.

During the afternoon attack on the lair, no one was injured, not even the one who twisted his foot, but some were disgusted.

The hideous form of the lair, the foul smell, the filthy blood, and the sight of splattering flesh as it was bombarded all worked together to suppress their appetite.

However, some soldiers opened their mouths while eating.

"I feel today that joining the army is the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!"

"Come on, you thought it was the right decision to learn to raise chickens, but you killed the chicks three days later!"

Those who knew the soldier scoffed.

"Don't you think it's the right decision to join the lord's army?

An army as strong as ours can't be taken out even by a baron, right? Don't look at those castles that seem to be quite strong, the lord only needs to fire two cannons and throw another fire, and those old ladies will turn into roast suckling pigs!

We stabbed that monster with our own hands today, maybe this is the ticket to heaven!"

The soldier used his shallow insight and some imagination to say cheerfully: "The angel who guards the gate asked me why I came to heaven, and I answered him like this—

I didn't have much money to donate to the church, I couldn't read a few words, and I couldn't read even a page of the Bible in its entirety.

But I wounded an evil monster with my own hands, and I fought with an adult who slayed monsters and demons, and the angel opened the door for me, and allowed me to pick up my whole family!"

This man's imagination is a little exaggerated, but in addition to him, there are indeed a dozen or so soldiers who have become die-hard fans of Luo Ming, and they are there to help him say good things.

"You see, Miss Priest is so respectful to your lord!"

"How could a lord with such strength lead us to a battle, how could we lose? Have you forgotten that we were just farmers and were able to stab that damned bandit to death after only a few days of training?

There's nothing your lord can't do, and this is a great opportunity to make a fortune and make a name for yourself!

I've heard that Mr. Valentine's grandfather was a knight of the Grand Duke, and then a baron here.

You don't expect to be a baron, you look stupid...... But being a freeman is more than enough, and if I have the chance, maybe I can become a knight!"

"If you can be a knight, can't I be a knight? Come on, come on, let's compare when we have a holiday!"

"Hmph, I'm going to learn the cannon - although it's a little dangerous, even the stone wall can be broken with a single shot!"

"In short, I don't think that monster should be very strong, and then it will be our chance to make meritorious contributions!"

Eating Jun Zhilu, even if someone listens to this kind of touting and thinks it is not true, but he eats Luo Ming's mouth is short, and he will not directly say that Luo Ming's is not.

Then, the only people left who can speak are those who praise Luo Ming.

One or two people are enough, but now it is a situation where three people become tigers, and there are more than a dozen people touting Luo Ming.

As soon as you say a word, an atmosphere has been formed.

Although there will be some drawbacks to this, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, and Luo Ming will let them go.

However, at least once a week, he would give ideological education to these soldiers, which ensured that he could firmly control the fanaticism in his own hands, and not be too overwhelmed and coerced by this force.

The eyes of the masses are bright, but at the same time, the thinking of the masses of the people often seems irrational - a few fools or ill-intentioned people can bring a wave of rhythm, incite public opinion, and lower the lower limit of everyone.

Therefore, Luo Ming is trying to instill the idea that only he has the power to guide public opinion.

Even Yaliana came to the army "by order".