In this secret warehouse, many materials are stored:

Twenty pieces of paper armor, some weapons, some potions for wounds and insect repellents, and enough food and cooking utensils for the army around him to eat.

The secret warehouse has a limited volume, so Luo Ming has experimented with various methods to save on this limited volume.

For example, compressed dry food is boiled and then ground after drying, mixed with some oil and a small amount of sugar, stuffed into a mold and crushed with a heavy object, and the volume is reduced by several times.

The same is true for meat, chopped and crushed, put into a mold and pressed violently, then stuffed into a clay pot and steamed, and finally tightly sealed, which can ensure that the volume is reduced and the shelf life is increased.

Of course, these things can't be eaten often, otherwise they will inevitably be malnourished, but if it's just one or two meals, it's not a big problem, and the fat in them can quickly restore physical strength.

In addition, in order to prevent detection by the enemy, the warehouse also has a small amount of quicklime, which can be mixed with water to cook rice without producing much cooking smoke.

Luo Ming's army was soon fed, and even the horses were well fed: beans mixed with forage and a few eggs mixed with them.

Raw eggs can be stored for five days at room temperature in summer, and the temperature in the secret warehouse is slightly lower, so even if they are stored for a week, there is no problem.

Next, Luo Ming sealed the secret warehouse, then led the troops to leave, and walked another kilometer and a half before announcing his rest.

It was already half dark at the moment, but there was no need to camp tonight, so the soldiers went to sleep directly, and even Luo Ming, Grant and Ariana took turns keeping vigil and taking a nap for a while.

After nearly two hours, he woke up the whole army, and after a little preparation, set out on the road of the night march.

To tell the truth, more than 200 men and horses walked together at night, and no matter how careful they were, the ranks, the Mahler's mouth, and even the wooden wheels of the gun carriage were wrapped with an extra layer of cloth, and they would still make a certain sound.

However, Luo Ming had taken them around for a while before, and now their route of travel, the closest to the garrison of the Belan cavalry, was also a little more than a kilometer apart, and as long as they were not chanting in unison, the Belan cavalry would not be able to detect them at all.

Originally, even in the daytime, no matter how Luo Ming climbed high and looked into the distance, he couldn't see the traces of Belan's infantry, because he was too far away.

But they had no qualms about lighting a fire to cook in the evening, and Luo Ming could tell from the smoke where their camp was, and once they had set up camp, it was impossible to change it temporarily.

After about an hour and a half, Lomin's soldiers made a great circle, evaded the eyes and ears of the cavalry, and came to the river again.

The river was narrower here, but the current was so strong that it was obviously impossible to force the crossing, and the cavalry ignored it when they chased it, and instead passed through another place where there was a bridge, and sent some soldiers to guard the bridge.

Luo Ming couldn't help but smile, and immediately asked the soldiers to search in the woods on the side, and after a while, he moved out a few wooden frames, built them on the river bank, took out some wooden planks and laid them, and smashed a few steel nails into the key places, and it became a simple bridge.

This bridge can't withstand the wind and rain, and when it rains a little harder and the water rises, the bridge can be washed away.

But it was just right at the moment, and Luo Ming's soldiers and horses quickly crossed the small bridge and continued to advance.

After walking for another four hours, he walked and stopped, covering a distance of eighteen kilometers, and finally reached a forest six hundred meters away from the camp of the Belan army.

Luo Ming opened the energy vision, and when he looked at it, he showed an invisible spell web. If you walk more than three hundred meters from here, you will be touched by the vigilance spell.

A spell of this magnitude won't be powerful, but at least it can serve as a warning.

In this case, it is necessary to rush forward in one go, so that the enemy army will not have much time to react even if they receive a spell alert.

Luo Ming sneered, let the whole army rest on the spot, and arranged for a few people to go around preparing to release rockets.

Half an hour later, when everything was ready, he sent someone to ignite the rocket that had been set up two hundred meters away, and then led his army forward.

The red light streaked across the sky and let out a long howl, no need for Luo Ming to say more, this is the cannon that announced the start of war!

It didn't take long for the red light of rockets to rise in all directions, and at this moment, Luo Ming and his troops had already rushed to the range of the alert spell, but at this time it was already a little late!

Luo Ming led more than forty horsemen and took the lead in rushing to a camp gate, the heavenly power sword in his hand flashed with a red light like fire, and with a blow forward, the camp gate was shattered!

The cavalry rushed in, followed by the infantry, this time not with spears, but halberds and swords, and soon rushed into the camp after them.

On the two makeshift towers, Beran archers were about to shoot with their bows, but they were shattered by a sudden iron ball in the darkness.

Luo Ming brought two light cannons, and at this moment they were dragged by horses to a hundred and twenty meters away from the Beran barracks, and they were immediately placed by the artillerymen according to the steps they had already trained, and began to spit out projectiles.

At this distance, a target the size of a watchtower simply can't dodge shells.

After smashing the watchtower, the artillerymen quickly loaded the arson shells and fired at some key positions in the Beran barracks.

And Luo Ming's soldiers also carried ignition materials and even grenades, and set fires everywhere while killing people.

One by one, the rockets fell into the barracks, some of which were stopped by the mages, but they also made loud noises, while others succeeded in setting fire to some of the tents and even the grain.

Many soldiers were awakened by the loud noise, and while their minds were blank, they heard cries of killing and explosions, and saw a lot of fire and smoke.

They didn't rest well last night, and in the morning they saw the fire that buried nearly a thousand people, and today they were frightened again and suddenly fell into chaos!

Of course, at this time, it was the turn of the army leaders and officers, big and small, to suppress it, and under the whip and roar of the commander, the Beran army gradually restored order.

But Luo Ming had already seized this opportunity to set a lot of fires, and then led the soldiers to begin to retreat.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry - if he was given a thousand troops, he would dare to continue the night battle, and he might even seize the opportunity to expand the chaos of Belan's army, or even let it fall apart.

But he quickly dismissed the idea because it was simply unrealistic.

Just more than 200 people running long distances, or because they are all elites with fighting spirit and cultivation, and they can only do it by relying on tricks such as providing supplies from secret warehouses and hiding wooden bridges.

It is completely impossible to solve logistical problems with a thousand people, and the probability of being found halfway through is more than ten times greater.