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

After experiencing that tragic battle, the Jianghu Alliance was immersed in the heavy post-war atmosphere. Sadness shrouds everyone's heart like a haze, but under this haze, a persevering determination is quietly growing. Under the leadership of leader Lin Feng, the entire sect was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, embarking on a difficult and determined road to reorganization.

The first was the general strengthening of fortifications. The skilled craftsmen in the sect shouldered this important task and worked tirelessly day and night. Under the blazing sunshine, their figures looked particularly firm. A master craftsman named Lao Tie, who has rich construction experience and superb skills, is standing under the city wall at the moment, looking at the progress of the project intently.

"Carry this stone up, be careful! Don't hit your feet!" Lao Tie commanded loudly. His voice became hoarse from shouting for a long time, but the power in it was not reduced at all. Several strong disciples worked together to slowly lift a huge stone with thick ropes. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but there was no flinching in their eyes.

On the city wall, another group of craftsmen were busy nervously. They built the new watchtower out of solid wood, and each piece of wood was carefully selected and processed to ensure it was strong and durable. A young craftsman named Xiao He is skillfully using a hammer and nails to fix the wooden boards to the frame of the watchtower.

"Everyone, please work harder to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of us!" a disciple shouted, his voice full of eagerness and expectation. Everyone echoed in unison, and the sound echoed in the air, as if it was an oath, a firm resistance to the enemy.

At the same time, shouts of killing came and went on the training ground, like bursts of thunder. The instructors are conducting more rigorous and high-intensity training on their disciples. Their eyes are stern and focused, and they do not miss any minor mistakes.

"Move quickly and attack with ruthlessness! Remember, in battle, a moment's hesitation may cost you your life!" A senior warrior named Coach Wang shouted loudly while demonstrating the moves himself. His body is like electricity, his boxing skills are like wind, and every move and every move is full of power and skill.

The disciples followed the instructor's instructions closely. They were sweating profusely and breathing rapidly, but no one was lazy or complained. Every punch and every kick carries their desire for victory and their insistence on justice.

In the sect's hall, Lin Feng and the elders sat together, and a solemn atmosphere filled the air. The map on the wall is marked with various symbols and lines, representing their analysis and thinking of the situation.

"We must not only strengthen our defense, but also take the initiative to disrupt the enemy's deployment. We cannot always be in a passive defensive state. We must take the initiative in the battle." Lin Feng's eyes were firm and profound, and his words were full of emotion. Determination and courage.

An elder nodded slightly. He stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "What the leader said is very true, but taking the initiative requires accurate intelligence support. We don't know enough about the enemy. This is our responsibility." A major issue currently.”

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound. "I decided to send the most elite disciples to form an intelligence team to go deep behind enemy lines to collect intelligence. They will face huge dangers, but this is a risky move that we must take."

Soon, an intelligence team composed of experienced, resourceful and brave disciples set out secretly. Wearing simple clothes, they disguised themselves as ordinary people in the world, carefully avoiding the enemy's eyes and heading towards unknown dangers.

The leader of the group is named Li Yunfei. He is an outstanding disciple in the sect and is famous for his intelligence and agility. On the way forward, he remained vigilant and observed every move around him.

"Everyone, be careful not to expose your whereabouts." Li Yunfei whispered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

On the mountain behind the sect, Su Yao and a group of disciples were busy picking herbs. Various herbs grow in the grass on the mountain, some of which are fragrant, while others have a pungent smell.

"These herbs can treat injuries. Let's pick more. Pay attention to the difference and don't pick the wrong ones." Su Yao carefully guided the disciples, her eyes gentle and focused.

The disciples carefully picked the herbs. Their hands were covered with soil and grass juice, but no one cared. One of the female disciples named Xiao Min accidentally scratched her arm on a thorn, but she just frowned slightly and continued to devote herself to her work.

After a period of hard work, the Jianghu Alliance's defenses took on a new look. The city walls are taller and stronger, with watchtowers reaching into the clouds and archery holes evenly distributed, forming an impenetrable line of defense. The disciples' martial arts have also improved significantly. Their movements are more agile, their moves are more skillful, and their eyes are full of confidence and courage.

However, at this moment, shocking news came from the intelligence team: mysterious forces were gathering more troops and approaching the Jianghu Alliance from all directions. Not only were they numerous, they were also well-equipped and well-trained.

After Lin Feng learned about it, he immediately summoned everyone. In the square of the sect, the disciples gathered quickly, with serious and nervous expressions on their faces.

"The enemy is about to attack, and this will be a more brutal battle. But we are fearless because we are the guardians of justice and we fight for peace!" Lin Feng's voice was loud and firm, echoing in the square.

The disciples shouted in unison: "Defend the Jianghu Alliance, fight to the end!" Their voices broke through the sky, showing their determination and courage.

The entire Jianghu Alliance was filled with a tense and firm atmosphere, and everyone was making final preparations for the upcoming battle. They checked their weapons and equipment, sorted their luggage, and were full of expectations for the battle and desire for victory.

In the kitchen, the chefs were busy preparing a large amount of food to ensure that the soldiers had sufficient physical strength in the battle.

"Make more dry food so that everyone can eat well!" The head chef shouted.

In the warehouse, the administrators carefully counted the weapons and supplies to ensure that every item could play a role in the battle.

"Move these bows and arrows to the front line, hurry up!" The administrator urged.

In Lin Feng's room, he sat alone at the table, studying the map and thinking about tactics to deal with the enemy.

Outside the window, the wind whistled, as if it was a prelude to the battle. The Jianghu Alliance was ready. They were waiting for the arrival of the enemy and ready to welcome a new battle. For justice and for home, at all costs...