Monsters are used to refer to many living beings or non-living creatures in general terms, not only because of their strange appearance, but also because of their toughness and difficulty in killing or destroying.

This is the case with the monster leader in front of Luo Ming.

The bull's size, its thick scales and skin, and its strong muscles speak of its considerable defensive power.

Even if it was hit by a cannonball just now, it dodged the moment it was discharged, so it was not directly killed by the middle heart. After scraping off a layer of flesh on its flank, the shell also changed its direction slightly, and flew out diagonally.

Despite being badly wounded, it stood up, hot breath coming out of its mouth, its eyes wide open, and it galloped like a mad cow.

Now, it had lost its mind, no matter how its subordinates had suffered heavy casualties under the tiger squat, and no matter how its ribs were exposed, it just rushed towards Luo Ming, the initiator.

However, the distance of more than ten meters can be crossed almost instantly.

Luo Ming put down the barrel of the cannon safely, threw down the anti-scalding gloves, and then pulled out the long sword that was almost the same height as the height that had been inserted into the ground, and called out the name of the sword soul in his mouth.

"—Heavenly Power!"

A blood-red light swept by, and a sword roar echoed in all directions of the battlefield.

This sword is just a mortal sword that Luo Ming temporarily found someone to build, but the blade is covered with steel, and the rest of the material is just normal iron.

But with the blessing of the Heavenly Power Sword Soul, it reached the level that was considered superior among the enchanted swords in an instant.

The tip of the sword spit out three inches of red light, and Luo Ming stretched out his hand forward, and his body and sword were one!

A thought flashed in his heart, and his body had turned into an illusion, like a ghost and god sword, flying out of thin air, slashing past the monster leader's body.

Behind the monster leader, he appeared, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, the blood was burned by Cangyan.

Although it is the use of the Heavenly Power Sword Soul, it is actually only one-tenth of its strength, which is far from a big consumption, and it can be refilled in about a day.

This level of consumption can almost hold up even if it is used daily.

The monster leader rolled in front of the spear formation, and although its eyes were full of hatred, it couldn't get up.

This sword is extremely sharp, sharpening iron like clay, several times better than the sword qi of the ordinary sword master level, and slashing away at the speed of lightning, stone and fire, like a flying missile, so the thick scales and hard skin, knotted muscles, under the sword light, are as fragile as a few pieces of paper stacked together, and they are separated in unison.

Its front claws were cut off, its neck was cut in half, its abdomen was also cut out with a long scar, and the organs inside were squeezed to pieces by the aftermath of the sword qi, and a little bit of Cangyan was injected and burned.

Witnessing the death of the leader, and at a distance of dozens of meters close to the spear array, he was subjected to a salvo of four tiger squat cannons, and the monsters were killed and wounded, and the few intact ones almost lost their fighting spirit.

"All the troops forward!"

As Luo Ming issued the order, the soldiers who formed the spear formation shouted their trumpets and marched forward in unison.

Having lost the momentum of the group charge, the monsters are now nothing more than a bunch of loose sand, and in front of this human wall, only the share of being crushed!

At this point, a monster began to flee for its life.

Chasing the dead and chasing the north, it is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining bravery, Luo Ming shouted loudly and moved forward with his sword.

Even if it is no longer blessed with the Heavenly Power Sword Soul, the sword itself also weighs six catties, and if it is infused with a little fighting energy, it will be no less than a sharp battle axe, and suddenly there will be two monsters with different heads.

"Kill!"

With Luo Ming's loud shouts, the whole army moved forward together.

The monster finally began to retreat in full force, and Luo Ming led the people forward to kill them for a while, leaving them with more than a dozen corpses, before they were still unable to withdraw their troops.

However, it would have been impossible to chase any further - in the midst of the chase, the formation had begun to disperse, and the soldiers had fallen into excessive excitement, and perhaps it would be difficult for even the officer's orders to be carried out immediately.

And after chasing for such a while, the physical strength has been consumed a lot. If it is a modern war, as long as you have the strength to pull the trigger, you can continue to fight, but in the battle of cold weapons, you must hold the weapon and stab and slash, you must not get tired.

If the monsters suddenly turn back and fight back, even if they can't win the battle, they can still cause a lot of casualties to the scattered soldiers.

Although the soldiers were tired, Luo Ming first commanded them to reluctantly restore their tight formation, and then let them rest in batches.

At the same time, he also sent people to the town to deliver a message, asking dozens of people from the town to clean up the battlefield.

The corpses of monsters are poisonous and cannot eat meat, so they should be gathered together and burned in a fire, although it can be transformed into fighting energy to benefit Luo Ming greatly, but it is also a necessary strategy to prevent corruption from breeding plague.

Iron ball shells, shotgun lead, broken spearheads, are all metal, need to be specially recycled and reused, can not be wasted - in this era, metal is not cheap, and the traffic is not smooth during war, metal is a necessary raw material for making weapons, even if the price increases, not to mention that many times it is often priceless.

Although soldiers can do this kind of chores, it is important for them to recover their strength now. Since he led the troops to the rescue, even if it is a great kindness, the chores are naturally borne by the other party.

It didn't take long for the bodies to be counted. It's easy to say, just chop off the heads of monsters and count, and in the end there are seventy-five monster corpses in total.

Of course, not all of them were killed by Luo Ming, and some of them died during the attack on the town, but the people in the town have been cowering on the defensive, and they don't have the face to compete with him for this name.

After repairing for a while and regaining his strength, Luo Ming walked into the town with the army.

The Baron of the Lowlands was a little resistant, but now almost all the people in the town had regarded the mighty army outside as the only savior.

If he dared to show the slightest resistance, he angered Luo Ming, and with a wave of his arm, someone would take the initiative to open the door, and Luo Ming would be able to easily kill him without attacking at all.

The loyalty of the people was at least slightly stronger than none, but it was far from much.

This is especially true in the face of such a life-and-death situation.

Since Luo Ming's force is stronger and he can shelter one side, it is not a strange idea to change someone to be the master for the sake of survival.

Since he couldn't resist, he could only give a warm welcome—the Baron of the Trough could be regarded as bending and stretching, so he immediately straightened his position, and quickly ordered someone to arrange a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust.

And Luo Ming also came to the door at this time. 10