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

After the Jianghu Alliance discovered the spies of the mysterious force, their already tense nerves were instantly stretched to the extreme. The entire sect was like a ignited powder keg, quickly entering a suffocating state of high alert. Every corner is filled with a tense atmosphere, like the brief and oppressive calm before the approaching storm.

On several watchtowers outside the village, the observing disciples stared at the vast and silent land in the distance with their eyes wide open. Their eyes were full of vigilance, and they held the signal arrow tightly in their hands, and their slightly trembling fingers showed their inner tension. The summer breeze gently brushed their faces, but it could not bring any coolness. Only sweat continued to flow down their foreheads and dripped on the rough wooden tower.

One of the young disciples, named Xiao Wu, was breathing a little quickly and did not dare to look away from the telescope for a moment. His heartbeat was as loud as a drum in his ears, and every beat was accompanied by fear of unknown dangers and a firm determination to protect his homeland. The senior brother beside him whispered from time to time to remind him to stay calm, but Xiao Wu knew that this was his responsibility, and the slightest negligence could bring disaster to the sect.

Lin Feng was currently in the command center of the sect. It was a small but simply decorated room, with maps and tactical plans hanging on the walls. He and several experienced elders sat around an old wooden table. The candlelight on the table swayed in the breeze, reflecting their solemn and solemn faces.

"This time the mysterious forces came with bad intentions. Judging from the situation of the spies, their strength far exceeds our expectations, and they are well-equipped and well-trained. We must be fully prepared. This may be an unprecedented fierce battle. "A gray-haired elder said worriedly. His voice was slightly trembling, and the wrinkles carved by the years on his face seemed more profound now, and his eyes revealed concern for the future of the sect.

Lin Feng's face was solemn, and he clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from exertion. He was silent for a moment, and then said firmly: "No matter what, we cannot retreat. Behind us are countless innocent people and our homeland. Even if we fight to the last person, we must defend this land. Let everyone know that they must Stay vigilant and ready to fight for justice.”

At this time, Su Yao and her medical team were working nervously and orderly in the temporary medical shed. This medical shed is located in the center of the village. Although it is simple, it is full of life and hope. Su Yao's figure shuttled between rows of neatly arranged medicines and equipment, her eyes focused and anxious.

"Everyone, hurry up and prepare more hemostatic herbs and bandages. There may be many wounded in this battle, and we can't slack off at all." Su Yao loudly urged the team members around her while quickly sorting out the medicines in her hands.

Some of the team members are cutting herbs, some are sewing bandages, and some are cleaning medical equipment. Everyone is fully focused on their work. One of the young female disciples accidentally knocked over a bottle of precious potion because of her nervousness. She turned pale with fright, and her eyes were filled with self-blame.

Su Yao walked over, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "Don't be nervous, be careful, we still have a lot of work to do."

On the martial arts training ground, the instructors were giving final pre-battle guidance to their disciples. The sun shone hotly on them and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their voices were still loud and powerful.

"Remember, stay calm when fighting and don't be intimidated by the enemy's momentum. Every move and every move you make is the result of countless trainings. Believe in your own strength. You must cooperate with each other tacitly and display your best performance. Our team advantage. Don’t act alone, always pay attention to your comrades around you,” the instructor shouted, his eyes full of expectation and trust.

The disciples lined up neatly, their eyes were firm, and they responded to the instructor's words in unison. Determination was written on everyone's face, and they held the weapons in their hands tightly, as if it was a part of their lives.

Zhao Mingyue led a team of elite disciples to patrol carefully around the village to check whether the defenses were strong. Their steps were light and fast, not missing any possible loopholes.

"Check the trap here again to see if the mechanism is sensitive. There can be no omissions. Even a small detail may determine our life or death." Zhao Mingyue commanded meticulously, her eyes sharp and unyielding. Any suspicious place.

At this moment, a low and long horn sound came from the distance, breaking the original tranquility. Xiao Wu on the watchtower instantly became nervous. Through his telescope, he saw dust flying in the distance and a dark figure approaching quickly.

"No, the enemy is coming!" Xiao Wu shouted loudly and quickly fired a signal arrow.

The signal arrow dragged its long tail and rushed into the sky, blooming with brilliant light in mid-air.

"The enemy is coming!" The alarm sounded throughout the village, and the originally tense atmosphere instantly became intense and urgent.

Lin Feng immediately stood up, drew out the long sword from his waist, and shouted loudly: "Get to your positions and prepare to meet the enemy!"

His voice was full of power and majesty, echoing in every corner of the village.

The dust was flying outside the village, and the army of the mysterious force was surging like a tide. They were dressed in black armor, flashing cold light in the sun. The weapons in their hands were of various types, including long swords, long spears, bows and arrows, and their neat steps made the earth tremble. The leading general rode a tall black horse with a cold and fierce look in his eyes. He waved the military flag in his hand and shouted the slogan of attack.

Lin Feng led the disciples to rush out of the village quickly and formed a line of defense at the entrance of the village. Their faces were full of determination and determination, without any fear.

"For justice! For home!" Lin Feng shouted and rushed to the enemy first.

The disciples were inspired by him, and they all shouted in unison, following his footsteps, and launched a fierce battle with the enemy. For a time, the shouts and the collision of weapons resounded through the sky, and blood splashed in the air, dyeing the land under their feet red.

Lin Feng led the way, his swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every swing was accompanied by a strong internal force. His figure shuttled through the enemy group like a brave lion, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another. But the soldiers of the mysterious force kept coming up, as if they would never be killed.

The disciples also fought bravely, they cooperated with each other, some disciples used shields to resist the enemy's attacks, and some disciples took the opportunity to stab the enemy's vital points with long swords. But the enemy was well-trained and soon found the flaws of the Jianghu Alliance and began to launch a fierce counterattack.

The Jianghu Alliance gradually fell into a bitter battle, their physical strength was constantly depleted, and the enemy's offensive became more and more fierce.

A young disciple, Xiao Ming, was stabbed in the shoulder by the enemy's spear because of his lack of experience. He screamed in pain and almost fell to the ground. The senior brother next to him quickly pulled him behind him and blocked the enemy's subsequent attacks for him.

"Hold on, Xiao Ming!" the senior brother shouted.

Xiao Ming gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and joined the battle again.

In the fierce battle, disciples were constantly injured and fell. The medical team rushed forward quickly and carried the wounded back to the medical tent for treatment. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, regardless of danger, just to save one more person.

Su Yao was busy, her hands were covered with blood, and her clothes were stained red with blood. But she continued to bandage the wounds of the wounded, giving them encouragement and comfort.

"Hold on, you are all great! Continue fighting after the injury is healed!" Su Yao shouted loudly.

On the battlefield, Lin Feng saw that his side was gradually at a disadvantage, and he was extremely anxious. He knew that this was not a solution, and he had to find a way to break through the enemy's defense line and disrupt their position.

So he shouted loudly: "Zhao Mingyue, you lead a team of people to attack from the flank and disrupt their deployment!"

After Zhao Mingyue received the order, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She immediately led a team of elite disciples and rushed towards the enemy's flank like an arrow from a string.