Chapter 102: The Next Day

The spiritual attack launched by Lv Dazhi using the County Magistrate Seal was able to affect Meng Yifan's mind, nearly causing him to take his own life; this left Meng Yifan trembling with fear, as this type of spiritual attack is formless and shadowless, impossible to guard against.

Lv Dazhi is merely a Seventh-Rank Magistrate, and the amount of Dynasty Luck he can mobilize is limited; if it were replaced by the Prefect of Dongchuan Prefecture, who could mobilize the entire Dynasty Luck of Dongchuan Prefecture to deal with Meng Yifan, how would he respond?

If the great cause of rebellion reaches its end, and His Majesty the Martial Emperor personally uses the Imperial Jade Seal to mobilize the entire Dynasty Luck of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty to suppress Meng Yifan, how would he respond then?

Since Meng Yifan has been forced onto the path of rebellion, how to face attacks from Dynasty Luck is a problem he must consider in advance.

After the Game Panel upgraded, it recognized Luolong County as Meng Yifan's territory and simultaneously modified the Luolong County County Magistrate Seal, allowing Meng Yifan to also mobilize the Spiritual Power of the subjects within his territory to assist him in battle.

At the same time, Meng Yifan also discovered that the subjects within Luolong County who are loyal to him can provide Spiritual Power to help him resist the Dynasty Luck of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty.

It is similar to needing to use other People's Will and Dynasty Luck to defeat the Dynasty Luck of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty.

For the same subject, the higher the Loyalty, the more Spiritual Power Meng Yifan can mobilize.

Precisely because of this, Meng Yifan spares no effort to personally deliver healing ointment to every injured soldier, inquiring about their well-being and caring for their lives; such actions to win over hearts have caused the soldiers' Loyalty to rise significantly.

After Meng Yifan had visited the homes of every injured soldier, the sky was pitch black; he returned home, sat cross-legged, took a Condensing Qi Pill, and continued to cultivate.

Meng Dayong, Meng Yitong, Meng Qingshan, and others also took Condensing Qi Pills and were all sitting in meditation to cultivate their arts.

No one was slackening, as everyone knew that only by improving their own strength as quickly as possible could they survive the coming battles.

The next day, as soon as the sky brightened, one thousand soldiers gathered at the Grand Parade Ground; first, Liu Dengke stood on a high platform, leading everyone in shouting slogans.

Liu Dengke channeled the Noble Spirit within his chest and said loudly: "Who gave you the houses you live in?"

One thousand soldiers answered in unison: "Lord Meng."

Liu Dengke then asked: "Who gave you the food you eat?"

One thousand soldiers shouted: "Lord Meng."

"Master the skills to kill the enemy, swear loyalty to Lord Meng until death," Liu Dengke shouted loudly.

The soldiers also shouted in unison: "Master the skills to kill the enemy, swear loyalty to Lord Meng until death."

"Master the skills to kill the enemy, swear loyalty to Lord Meng until death."

"Master the skills to kill the enemy, swear loyalty to Lord Meng until death."

The Noble Spirit of Confucianism is a very special energy; using it to write essays makes it easy for people to feel immersed and touched, following the flow of the story to laugh and cry in turns.

And Liu Dengke using the Confucian Noble Spirit to shout slogans easily resonated with the soldiers.

When these one thousand soldiers were shouting slogans, they thought about their time in the Refugee Camp, where even if they worked themselves to death moving stones, their whole families still had to go hungry every day, and some relatives even starved to death.

Then they thought about how, although the training is very hard now and the Instructor uses a whip to lash them if they make a mistake, they now have houses to live in, full meals to eat every day, and even fragrant Monster Cured Meat.

Lord Meng even delivered healing ointment to the injured soldiers at night and even personally applied the ointment for the soldiers, which caused feelings of gratitude toward Meng Yifan to rise involuntarily in the soldiers' hearts.

Seeing on the Game Panel that the Loyalty of these one thousand soldiers had increased again, Meng Yifan was overjoyed.

These Confucian scholars, who have no strength to truss a chicken, may be useless at other things, but they are experts at this propaganda, mobilization, and brainwashing work.

The slogan shouting ended, and the soldiers began their second day of training.

The first day was spent training in formations, letting them know they must obey the Instructor's orders; the second day began training them to use Bird Guns and Cannon.

This part was mainly the responsibility of Meng Dayong, while Meng Yifan went back to help Meng Qinghe refine Saltpeter and prepare Black Powder.

At noon, Meng Yifan led people to distribute porridge outside the city; every refugee could come to collect a bowl of porridge each day.

Meng Yifan required that a chopstick could stand upright in the porridge and that it would not seep through a towel; such a bowl of porridge was enough to keep the refugees from starving to death.

The refugees ate the steaming hot porridge, all moved to tears, and knelt on the ground one after another to thank Meng Yifan for being a good official.

There were still over five thousand people in the Refugee Camp now; after eating the hot porridge provided by Meng Yifan, they all accepted Meng Yifan's rule in their hearts.

Meng Yifan saw from the Game Panel that these refugees had already become his subjects, which made him overjoyed.

The Loyalty of these subjects was not high, averaging around 20 points, but this was a good start; after all, they had only eaten one bowl of hot porridge, and their recognition of Meng Yifan was only preliminary.

The refugees had almost nothing, and many were on the verge of starving to death; at such a time, giving them a bowl of hot porridge could harvest their gratitude.

That dog official Lv Dazhi was truly a fool; if he had even slightly cared for the refugees outside the city, he wouldn't have ended up in the tragic situation of being decapitated when he needed to mobilize Dynasty Luck to fight, only being able to mobilize one-third of the People's Will within the city.

Meng Yifan had the heart to bring all five thousand refugees from outside the city to live inside, but the space inside the city was limited, and over twenty thousand city residents already lived there; he really couldn't spare enough room to accommodate these refugees.

"If there's no room in the city, then build another small circle of city walls outside; it doesn't need to be a large area, just enough to enclose the refugee camp. Anyway, there are still some able-bodied men in the Labor Camp, so let them continue moving stones to build walls and houses; we must ensure the refugees have houses to shelter from the wind and rain."

Thinking of this, Meng Yifan gave the order, and the able-bodied men in the Labor Camp, along with the former yamen runners and bailiffs undergoing labor reform, all became busy.

When the refugees learned that Meng Yifan was going to build houses for them and repair the city walls to protect them all, they were moved to tears and knelt on the ground one after another, bowing deeply to Meng Yifan.

Watching the Loyalty of his subjects on the Game Panel rise rapidly again, Meng Yifan saw that the Loyalty of this group of refugees had generally reached over fifty.

Meng Yifan's current subjects included those one thousand soldiers, the two thousand family members they brought in, and the five thousand refugees outside the city; counting it up, that was nearly nine thousand subjects. The People's Will he could now mobilize was already close to what Lv Dazhi could mobilize; if any other official wanted to use Dynasty Luck to suppress Meng Yifan, it would not be so easy to achieve.

This day, the training on the Grand Parade Ground was in full swing, with the roaring sounds of Bird Guns and Cannon firing constantly. Although gunpowder and Elm Cannon were limited, Meng Yifan and Meng Dayong did not skimp on training the soldiers; they both knew that wanting to train qualified artillerymen without firing a single shot was a daydream.

Xu Fugui and his companions were collecting Earth Saltpeter throughout the city, Meng Qinghe was refining Earth Saltpeter in the underground secret chamber and preparing Black Powder according to scientific ratios, Wang Dachui was leading the Manufacturing Department to work overtime to produce Elm Cannon and Congreve Rocket Launcher, and the able-bodied men of the Labor Camp were building city walls; everyone was busy.