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

After the Jianghu Alliance experienced a thrilling and fierce battle, the originally peaceful and peaceful village seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and the painful groans of the wounded and the tragic cries of their families echoed among the ruins. The entire village was immersed in an atmosphere of heaviness and sadness.

Lin Feng stood alone on the high ground of the village, his figure looking lonely and resolute. His deep eyes looked at the mountains in the distance that were devastated by the war, his heart was ups and downs, and his thoughts were like a tangled mess. The rolling mountain peaks should have been green and lush, but now they have been stained with a gray tone by the war, like scars on the earth.

He knew very well that although they successfully repelled the ferocious attack of the mysterious forces in that tragic battle, this was only a temporary respite. The evil forces hidden in the darkness will never give up their ambitions and conspiracies easily. They will inevitably come back, and the next attack may be more violent and cruel.

"Master, we have very little supplies left, and we are almost running out of medicines. Many of the wounded are getting worse and worse because they do not receive timely and effective treatment. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous." A man with gray hair and a haggard face The elder came to Lin Feng worriedly, his voice full of anxiety and helplessness. His wrinkled face was full of worry about the current situation, and his eyes revealed confusion about the future.

Lin Feng frowned, forming two deep ravines. He withdrew his eyes from the mountains in the distance, turned to the elder, and said in a firm and heavy tone: "Immediately send people to nearby towns to purchase supplies. No matter how much it costs, At all costs, we must ensure that the wounded receive proper treatment, and we must not let them lose their lives due to lack of supplies.”

At this time, Zhao Peng walked over with heavy steps. His body still bears the marks of the battle, his clothes are torn and stained with blood. "Master, the morale of the brothers is low. Everyone has gone through that brutal battle and is exhausted physically and mentally. Now we are facing the threat that the mysterious forces may attack again, and our hearts are full of fear and uneasiness." His voice was hoarse, There was deep worry in his eyes.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the annoyance and pressure in his heart. He looked at Zhao Peng, his eyes full of understanding and determination. "We can't just sit back and wait for the enemy to attack again. We must find ways to take the initiative, disrupt their plans, and take the initiative in the battle." His words were full of determination and courage, like a bright light, passing through Through the darkness in front of me.

At the other end of the village, Su Yao was concentrating on treating the wounded. Her originally beautiful face now looked pale and tired, and her eyes were bloodshot, but her hands were still handling the wounds of the wounded steadily and skillfully.

"Miss Su Yao, please take a rest, you will be exhausted if you continue like this." A villager with a kind face said softly. She was holding a bowl of water in her hand, and her eyes were filled with distress and concern.

Su Yao shook her head, her voice weak but firm. "As long as there is one wounded person who needs my help, I can't rest. They gave everything in the battle to protect our homeland, how can I back down at this time?" Her eyes flashed with determination, and she held her hand Without any pause in his movements, he continued to suture the wound of a seriously injured disciple.

At this moment, a spies in ragged clothes and with a dusty face hurried over. His breathing was rapid, but there was a hint of excitement and eagerness in his eyes. "Master, we have discovered something!"

Lin Feng, Zhao Peng and everyone around him immediately gathered around, staring closely at the spy, expecting the news he would bring.

"While performing a reconnaissance mission in a nearby valley, I accidentally discovered a very deep cave. The entrance to the cave was covered by dense vegetation. If I hadn't accidentally slipped and rolled near the entrance of the cave, I wouldn't have been able to discover it. I was curious. Went in to check and found that there seemed to be a lot of supplies inside," the spy finished in one breath, panting heavily due to overexcitement and fatigue.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. "Immediately organize people to check, and be careful to prevent fraud."

Soon, a team led by Lin Feng personally headed towards the cave the spies mentioned. The mountain road was rugged and difficult, and thorns and weeds on both sides scratched their clothes from time to time, but everyone's hearts were full of anticipation and nervousness.

When they finally came to the cave, they found that the entrance was indeed extremely cleverly disguised. Lin Feng walked into the cave cautiously, the torch in his hand lighting up the dark space. As the fire spread, everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

The cave is filled with all kinds of supplies. Bags of grain are neatly stacked, exuding the aroma of grain; boxes of medicine are arranged in an orderly manner, with labels showing precious medicinal materials and effective treatment formulas; there are also piles of brand-new weapons, with the cold light of swords shining in them. It looked particularly dazzling under the firelight.

"This is truly a blessing from God!" The elder's voice trembled with excitement, and tears shone in his eyes. He clasped his hands together and prayed to heaven, thanking him for this unexpected gift.

With these supplies, the plight of the Jianghu Alliance has been temporarily alleviated. Lin Feng immediately organized personnel to carry the supplies back to the village and distribute them reasonably to the wounded and combatants in urgent need.

On a sunny and breezy day, Lin Feng decided to take advantage of this rare opportunity to reorganize his team and boost morale. He summoned all his disciples to the square in the center of the village.

Disciples arrived one after another, their steps were heavy, their faces were tired, but their eyes still flashed with a glimmer of expectation for the future.

Lin Feng stood on a temporary high platform, his eyes swept across everyone in the audience. "Brothers, we have experienced countless difficulties and challenges together. Every battle is a test of blood and fire, and every injury is a test of our will. We have lost many dear comrades, and our homes have also suffered great damage. But we never gave up, never bowed our heads!" His voice was loud and passionate, echoing over the square.

The disciples listened quietly, and the fire in their hearts was gradually ignited by Lin Feng's words.

"Now, we have been blessed by God and found those precious materials. This is our hope for re-emergence and the source of our strength to continue fighting! We cannot live up to this gift and let the dead comrades sacrifice in vain!" Lin Feng's eyes burned with firm belief, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if to grasp the upcoming victory.

"We must let the mysterious forces know that we will not be easily defeated! We must use our courage and wisdom to make them pay a heavy price for their evil deeds!" Lin Feng said loudly.

"For justice, for homeland, fight to the end!" Zhao Peng took the lead and shouted, his voice broke through the clouds, full of power.

"Fight to the end!" Everyone shouted in unison, the sound was deafening. There was no more fear and confusion in their eyes, but instead firm determination and fearless courage.

The Jianghu Alliance began to train actively, and every day was full of sweat and struggle. Under the guidance of the coach, the disciples practiced martial arts hard and improved their combat skills; they studied tactics, simulated various combat scenes, and strived to be foolproof in the next battle.

And in a place they didn't know, in the camp of the mysterious forces, a gloomy and depressing atmosphere shrouded.

"This failure is our shame!" The leader sat on a tiger-skin chair in the tent, his face gloomy as if water could drip out. His eyes swept over the generals standing in front of him, and everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at him.

"We lost so many people, but failed to achieve the expected goal. You rubbish, what explanation do you have?" The leader's voice was icy cold, full of anger and disappointment.

A general raised his head carefully, "Leader, the resistance of the Jianghu Alliance is much stronger than we thought. And they seem to have received some unknown support, we..."

"Enough!" The leader interrupted him, "I don't want to hear your excuses. Next time, I want to see the results. I have mobilized more masters and sophisticated weapons. If you fail again, you will come to see me with your heads!"

The mysterious forces are also brewing a more terrible conspiracy, and a bigger storm is coming...