Invincible Family starts with 3000 Emperors

After the thrilling battle, the village was shrouded in a tense and heavy atmosphere, as if a dark cloud had not dissipated for a long time. The ruins witnessed the tragedy of the past, and the air was filled with the aftertaste of gunpowder and blood. Long Fei knew that the enemy was like a wolf hiding in the dark, and would not give up because of a setback. They must be ready to fight at any time and make more adequate and comprehensive preparations to meet the unknown but inevitable storm.

On a sunny morning, the golden sunlight sprinkled in every corner of the village, but it could not dispel the haze in people's hearts. Long Fei stood on a high place, looking at the villagers who gathered one after another. They had tired but firm expressions on their faces, which was the tenacity of having experienced hardships but not being unyielding.

"Fellow villagers, we have just experienced a fierce battle, a battle of life and death. But this is just the beginning. The enemy is lurking in the dark and may come back at any time. We must make ourselves stronger, use our strength, wisdom and courage to defend our homes and our loved ones." Long Fei's voice was firm and powerful, echoing over the village, like a war drum, stirring everyone's heart.

A Qiang strode out of the crowd, his wounds had not yet healed completely, and the faint blood under the bandages told of the cruelty of the battle not long ago. "Brother Long Fei, you say it, we all listen to you! As long as I can protect our village, I will do anything!" His eyes burned with an unyielding flame.

Long Fei nodded, his eyes full of trust and expectation, "First, we need to strengthen training. Mo Yun, you are responsible for organizing everyone to train in combat skills. We must not only have courage, but also have the strength to defeat the enemy."

Mo Yun stepped forward, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, "No problem, Brother Long Fei. I will make everyone a good fighter and let the enemy come without return!"

So, every morning, when the first ray of sunlight just broke through the sky, the village rang out the call for training. Mo Yun strictly and patiently guided the villagers, from the basic use of weapons to complex combat strategies, every detail was repeatedly explained and demonstrated. He corrected the villagers' movements hand in hand to ensure that every swing of the sword and every throw was accurate and powerful.

Lin Feng was alone in a quiet corner, with the ancient and mysterious magic book spread out in front of her. The yellowed pages flipped gently in the breeze, and her eyes were focused and determined, trying to dig out more powerful magic power from those obscure words and patterns to better protect the village.

"I must find a way to restrain the dark magic." Lin Feng swore secretly. She studied day and night, forgetting the passage of time and the fatigue of her body. Every time she tried a new magic spell, she was cautious, fearing that something would go wrong.

Ali led the women to work in the makeshift workshop. They not only took good care of the wounded, changed their dressings and bandaged them, gave them warm comfort and encouragement, but also began to make more defensive tools. The sharp arrows flashed coldly in the sun, and the sturdy shields were neatly arranged, waiting to be held in the hands of the warriors.

"Although we can't fight directly, we have to contribute to the defense of the village. Although our strength is small, when we gather together, we will be an indestructible wall!" Ali's voice was gentle but powerful, inspiring every woman.

At the same time, Long Fei personally led a group of strong villagers to devote themselves to the hard work of strengthening the village's fortifications. They moved huge stones and raised the walls to make them more majestic; they dug deep trenches around the village and set up various clever traps. The spikes were densely packed in the trenches, waiting for the enemy to step in; they set up watchtowers at key locations to ensure that every corner of the village could be detected at the first time.

During the intense and high-intensity training, the villagers inevitably encountered many difficulties. Some villagers were injured due to high-intensity training, muscle strains, sprained joints, and the pain made them frown; some were frustrated because they could not master complex combat skills. The weapons in their hands seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and every swing was full of powerlessness.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as we persist, we will succeed! Think about our homes, think about our loved ones, we have no way out!" Long Fei always appeared when everyone was most tired and confused. His words were like a spring breeze, warm and full of power.

One day, a little boy collapsed on the ground in exhaustion during training, and beads of sweat slid down his tender face. He couldn't help crying.

"I can't do it anymore. I can't beat those bad guys." The little boy sobbed, his voice full of fear and self-doubt.

Long Fei walked over and gently picked up the little boy.The boy wiped the tears from his face with his rough palm, "Child, you are not fighting alone, we are all together. As long as you don't give up, you will become stronger. You see, each of us is working hard and making progress. Believe in yourself, you can do it."

The little boy raised his head, looked at Long Fei's firm eyes, wiped his tears, nodded, then broke free from Long Fei's arms and re-entered training.

After a period of unremitting efforts, the villagers' combat capabilities have improved significantly. Their movements are more agile, their eyes are more determined, and the cooperation between the team is becoming more and more tacit.

However, as time goes by, new problems gradually surface. The lack of supplies has become another major challenge facing the village. Weapons are gradually worn out during training and fighting, and food reserves are also decreasing day by day.

Long Fei frowned and paced back and forth in the room, thinking about solutions. In the end, he decided to send Aqiang and several experienced, brave and resolute villagers to nearby towns for support.

"Aqiang, this trip may be full of dangers, but we need more supplies. Only in this way can we better cope with the upcoming battle." Long Fei patted Aqiang on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectation and worry.

Aqiang clenched his fists, his eyes firm, "Brother Longfei, don't worry, we will complete the task. Even if it is a sea of ​​fire and a mountain of swords, we will never back down."

Aqiang and his team embarked on a difficult journey. Along the way, they encountered bad weather, and the storm almost overturned them; they also encountered attacks from wild beasts and fought a desperate battle with ferocious beasts in the dark. But they did not back down, and the faith in their hearts was like a burning torch, illuminating the way forward.

Finally, they arrived in the town. The people in the town heard about the village's experience and lent a hand. Kind merchants donated a large amount of weapons and food, and craftsmen made sharp swords and sturdy armor.

"Take these supplies and be sure to protect your homeland. Although we are in different places, we are all children of this land, and our hearts are connected." An elderly businessman said, his eyes full of concern and encouragement.

Aqiang and his team rushed back to the village with a full load of supplies. When they appeared at the entrance of the village, the villagers cheered, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

"With these, we are more confident!" The villagers said excitedly, their eyes flashing with joy and determination.

But Long Fei knew that this was far from enough. The enemy's strength and insidiousness far exceeded imagination, and they could not slack off in the slightest. Everyone in the village understood that the road ahead was still full of thorns, but they were fearless and continued to work hard, ready to meet the new battle that might come at any time...