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

After the Jianghu Alliance learned that the mysterious forces were about to launch a new round of attacks, it seemed as if they were thrown into a huge hot pot, and the pot exploded instantly. However, this was not a chaotic boiling, but an orderly and determined intense preparation. The entire sect quickly and efficiently entered a state of comprehensive preparation for war.

In the martial arts arena, the sun shone brightly, but it could not warm the urgency and anxiety in everyone's hearts. Lin Feng stood tall and straight in the center of the field, his eyes burning as he looked seriously at the busy disciples around him. His brows furrowed slightly, forming a deep "Sichuan" mark, and his heart felt as if there was a huge stone pressing on it. Every decision and every arrangement was related to the life and death of the sect, and he knew the weight of this battle.

The instructors responsible for training new disciples were like clockwork machines, focused and merciless. They are so strict about every movement and technique that they are almost demanding, because they understand that time is tight and there is no room for sloppiness.

"Punches must be powerful and steps must be steady! Imagine that your fists are rocks that can crush the enemy, and your steps are torrent that can flatten all obstacles!" Instructor Wang Meng roared, his voice hoarse but full of power, Like a charge horn on the battlefield, it kept echoing over the martial arts field.

The new disciples were lined up neatly, their clothes already soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to their bodies. Everyone's face is full of exhaustion and tenacity, and their eyes reveal fear and determination for the unknown battle.

Among them was a disciple named Xiaoyu, who was thin and inconspicuous among the crowd. But he gritted his teeth, used all his strength with every punch, and worked hard to maintain balance and stability with every move.

"I must not hold everyone back! I will contribute my strength to the Jianghu Alliance!" Xiaoyu secretly swore over and over again in his heart. His arms trembled slightly due to excessive exertion, but he did not stop at all. His eyes only saw the standard movements demonstrated by the instructor and his firm goal.

In the arsenal, the atmosphere was equally tense and heated. The fire was burning brightly, lighting up the whole room and the focused and serious faces of the craftsmen. The sounds of the impact of the hammer and the anvil, the friction of the whetstone and the blade are intertwined to form a unique symphony of preparation for war.

"The edges of these swords are not sharp enough. They need to be polished again! We can't let the disciples lose their lives on the battlefield because of problems with the weapons!" Master Chen, an elderly craftsman, said loudly. His eyes were fixed on the sword in his hand, his eyes full of criticality and rigor.

The young craftsmen beside him did not dare to neglect at all. They immediately took over the sword that needed to be reworked and returned to the intense work. Their foreheads were covered with sweat, but they didn't bother to wipe it off. Their hands were covered with blisters and calluses due to long hours of work, but their movements were still skillful and fast.

The disciples in charge of logistics support are also busy preparing food, grass and medicine. The warehouse was filled with bags of food and boxes of medicine. They carefully counted every material to ensure that there would be no shortage during the battle.

"Be sure to keep these grains and grasses well. They must not get damp or be eaten by rats! The medicines must be stored in categories so that they can be found quickly in emergencies!" Elder Liu, the elder in charge of logistics, warned seriously. His eyes were full of worry and responsibility, and he knew the importance of logistics support to victory in the battle.

In the meeting hall, Lin Feng and the elders sat together, and the table was covered with maps and various information. They were intensely discussing specific defense strategies. Every suggestion was carefully considered, and every objection was well-founded.

"We need to set up traps, spikes, pits, and trip wires at each entrance of the sect, so that the enemy will be hit the moment they enter, making it more difficult for them to attack. At the same time, we need to arrange dedicated personnel to monitor and trigger traps." The elder pointed to several key locations on the map and put forward his own suggestions.

"It is also necessary to arrange the position of the archers in high places and hidden places to ensure that they can kill the enemy unexpectedly. And prepare enough arrows to ensure that there is no shortage during the battle." Another elder added, Drawing on the map, thinking about the best shooting angle and coverage.

Lin Feng listened carefully to every suggestion, nodded in agreement from time to time, and also raised his own opinions and questions. "Traps must be set up cleverly and cannot be easily discovered by the enemy. The deployment of archers must take into account the enemy's possible attack routes and directions to achieve full coverage. But we cannot just rely on these defensive methods, we must also be prepared for emergencies. plan, just in case.”

Everyone nodded and continued to discuss every detail in depth, striving to make everything perfect.

Just then, a spy hurried over. His clothes were messy, his face was covered with dust and sweat, and his eyes were full of anxiety and nervousness.

"Master, the vanguard of the mysterious force has appeared fifty miles away from us! They are traveling very fast and are expected to arrive within two days!" The spy breathed heavily and quickly reported the latest information.

Lin Feng stood up, his expression serious and firm. He glanced at every elder present, and then said loudly: "Order all disciples to stop other matters at hand and prepare for battle immediately! This is the moment for us to defend our homeland and honor. We cannot retreat or be afraid. ! The life and death of the Jianghu Alliance depends on this battle!"

His voice echoed in the chamber, stirring everyone's heart.

The Jianghu Alliance was filled with a tense and determined atmosphere, and everyone was busy and orderly making final preparations. They knew that a fierce battle was coming, but they also firmly believed that as long as they were united and united, they would be able to resist the enemy's attack and protect their homes and beliefs.