The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

After successfully subduing the remnants of the enemy army, the disciples of the Jianghu Alliance did not relax at all because of this short-lived victory. On the contrary, their nerves were even more tense, and everyone's face was filled with deep fatigue and unconcealed worries. They knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg, and a greater threat might be hidden in the unknown darkness, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.

Lin Feng stood alone on the height of the village, letting the breeze brush across his face and ruffle his hair. His eyes were deep and solemn, overlooking the land that had just experienced the storm, and the worries in his heart were like a thick mist that could not be dissolved. Although the village under his feet had temporarily returned to peace, the ruins and the frightened eyes of the people deeply hurt his heart. The mountains in the distance were rolling, outlining golden outlines under the afterglow of the setting sun, but this beautiful scenery could not bring him any comfort at the moment.

He was worried that the enemy would have more follow-up actions. Those conspiracies and plans hidden behind the scenes, like invisible black hands, could reach out to this fragile land again at any time. Moreover, the Jianghu Alliance was exhausted in the continuous battles, and suffered huge losses in manpower, material resources and morale. Do they still have enough strength to deal with the coming storm? This question was like a heavy stone, pressing on his heart, making him breathless.

"Master, what should we do next?" Chen Fei came over at some point, and his footsteps were particularly clear in the silent atmosphere. He still had traces of the battle just now, ragged clothes, and bloodstains. The dust on his face mixed with sweat, forming a series of stains, but his eyes were still firm, revealing his trust and dependence on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Fei. After thinking for a moment, he said: "We can't wait passively, we must take the initiative to explore the movements of the enemy. Only by mastering their plans can we make an effective response." His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable determination.

Therefore, the Jianghu Alliance sent out more spies, all of whom were experienced and agile elites. These spies disguised themselves, blended into the crowd, or hid in the mountains and forests, carefully collecting all the information about the enemy.

At the same time, in the enemy's camp, the atmosphere was equally solemn and depressing. In the spacious tent, the generals sat together, their faces as gloomy as the sky before a storm. This failure made the enemy general furious. He stood in the center of the tent, clenched his fists, and his joints turned white because of the force.

"A bunch of trash! So many people can't even beat a Jianghu Alliance!" His roar resounded throughout the tent, shaking the maps and documents on the table slightly. The general's eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him.

"General, calm down, we underestimated their will and strength to resist." A deputy general said cautiously, trying to calm the general's anger.

"Underestimate? This is your excuse for incompetence!" The general swung his arm and pushed the deputy general to the ground. "I don't care what method you use, this time we must destroy them completely!" His voice was full of ferocity and determination, which made people shudder.

In order to save face and realize his ambition, the enemy general decided to go all out and sent out the most elite troops. These soldiers are all strong and equipped with the best weapons and armor. They have undergone rigorous training and are the ace force in the enemy.

"This time, only success is allowed, not failure!" The general issued a death order to this unit, and his eyes were full of expectations and murderous intent.

The spies of the Jianghu Alliance moved cautiously around the enemy camp, and they were always in danger of being discovered. But with excellent camouflage and agility, they gradually discovered the abnormal mobilization of the enemy.

"Not good, the enemy seems to be gathering a large number of troops, and they are well-equipped and come with bad intentions." A spy said in a low voice, his eyes were full of panic.

"Keep observing, and make sure to find out their specific plans and action time." Another spy said.

After a difficult investigation, the spies finally confirmed the enemy's movements and hurried back to the Jianghu Alliance to report.

"Master, the enemy seems to be gathering a large number of troops, and they are well-equipped and ill-intentioned." The spy didn't even have time to catch his breath, and he reported to Lin Feng eagerly. His voice trembled slightly because of nervousness, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Lin Feng's face became more severe, as if covered by a layer of frost. He knew that an unprecedented fierce battle was coming. This would be a huge test for the Jianghu Alliance, and life and death would depend on this.

The Jianghu Alliance began to prepare for defense intensively. On the training ground, the disciples practiced day and night, and shouts of killing came one after another. They practiced various tactics and moves over and over again, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but no one cried tired, and no one retreated.

On the city wall, craftsmen were busy reinforcing the fortifications, new arrow towers were being built, and boulders and logs were piled up like hills. The disciples in charge of logistics were busy collecting and distributing supplies to ensure sufficient weapons and food supplies in the battle.

However, at this critical moment, problems arose within the Jianghu Alliance. Some disciples began to waver and fear because of the continuous fighting and huge pressure.

"Can we win? The enemy is so strong." A young disciple whispered in the corner, his eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

"Maybe we should ask for peace to avoid more casualties." Another disciple echoed, with a tremor in his voice.

Although these voices were not loud, they spread quietly among the disciples like a virus, affecting morale. The originally firm eyes began to hesitate, and the originally high fighting spirit began to gradually fade.

Lin Feng noticed this situation, and he knew that if it was not resolved in time, it would have a fatal impact on the upcoming battle. So he summoned all the disciples, stood on the high platform and said loudly: "Brothers, I know you are all very tired and scared. But we have no way out. If we retreat, our homes will be trampled and our loved ones will be hurt. Everything we have done and all the sacrifices we have made will become meaningless. We can only hope to survive if we unite and fight to the death!"

His voice echoed in the empty field, full of passion and power. Every word hit the disciples' hearts like a heavy hammer, making them re-examine their responsibilities and missions.

Many disciples, inspired by Lin Feng, reaffirmed their faith, and the flame of fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.

However, the enemy's attack came faster than expected. One morning, the sun had just risen, and the golden sunlight had not yet dispelled the cold of the night, and the enemy came like a tide. The deafening shouts of killing broke the tranquility of the morning, and everyone's heart trembled.

The disciples of the Jianghu Alliance quickly entered the battle state, and arrows rained down on the city wall, and the sound of bowstrings and the whistling of arrows were intertwined. The catapults kept throwing huge stones, drawing an arc in the air, and then hit the enemy heavily, setting off a bloody storm.

Chen Fei fought bravely on the city wall, and his figure was like a god of war. Every time he swung the long sword in his hand, he could bring a piece of blood. He was already wounded in many places, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he still did not flinch, shouting loudly to encourage the disciples around him.

"Kill!" His shouts resounded through the sky, as if to suppress the enemy's momentum.

Li Yifeng was nervously directing the disciples to carry supplies in the rear to ensure the continued defense. His voice was hoarse, but his hands were still moving to ensure that every weapon and every piece of supplies could be delivered to the place where they were needed in time.

Lin Feng personally led a team of elite soldiers, rushed out of the city gate, and fought a desperate battle with the enemy. His swordsmanship was sharp, and the enemy fell wherever he went. But the enemy was numerous, and they kept coming like a tide, surrounding them.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the Jianghu Alliance gradually fell into trouble. Disciples fell every moment, and every inch of land was stained with blood. But they still held on, defending the last line of defense with their lives...