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

After that thrilling, bloody and tragic battle, the Jianghu Alliance and Zhao Ling's team finally ushered in a short period of peace. The battlefield, which was once filled with smoke and blood, has gradually regained some tranquility. The land that was devastated by the war seemed to have a faint vitality under the breeze.

The tension and anxiety that was originally pervasive in the camp of the Jianghu Alliance has now been eased to a certain extent. The wounded lay in the temporary tents, and their wounds gradually healed under the careful care of the medical staff. The medical staff were busy day and night, and their gentle movements and concerned eyes were like warm sunshine, sprinkled on the painful bodies of the wounded. Every dressing change and every comforting word gave the wounded the strength and courage to overcome the pain.

The soldiers who once fought bravely on the battlefield and are now seriously injured have also slowly regained the hope of life in this caring and warm environment. Long-lost smiles began to appear on their faces. Although the smiles still carried traces of pain, they were full of expectations and longings for the future.

In other parts of the camp, people's lives gradually returned to their normal rhythm. The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. It was the food carefully prepared by the logistics staff for everyone, hoping to soothe everyone's tired minds and bodies through these warm foods. The children laughed and played in the open space, and their laughter was as clear and pleasant as silver bells, as if the war had never left a shadow in their world.

However, Lin Feng was not fooled by this superficial peace, and his heart always remained highly vigilant. Every day, when the first ray of sunlight at dawn shone on the camp, he would personally patrol every corner of the camp. His eyes were sharp and focused, carefully checking the repair of the fortifications. The walls that were once destroyed by the enemy's catapults and siege equipment are now being reinforced and repaired little by little with the efforts of the craftsmen.

Lin Feng would climb up the wall himself, touch the newly built bricks and stones with his hands, and feel how solid they were. He would communicate with the craftsmen in charge of repairing the fortifications, ask them about the problems and difficulties they encountered in their work, and give them encouragement and support. "There can be no carelessness, this is our lifeline." He always warned everyone seriously.

In addition to the fortifications, Lin Feng would also discuss the subsequent strategy with everyone. In the spacious tent, he would call core members such as Chen Fei, Li Yifeng, and Zhao Ling to sit together and study maps and intelligence together.

"Although we have won a victory, we cannot be careless. The enemy may come back at any time." Lin Feng said seriously at the meeting. His eyes were firm and deep, and his voice was low and powerful, making everyone present feel his inner worries and determination.

Chen Fei sat aside, listening carefully to Lin Feng's speech, nodding from time to time to agree. "The head is right. We must use this time to further strengthen training and improve everyone's combat capabilities. Only when we are strong can we take the initiative in future battles." His voice was full of passion and fighting spirit, as if he couldn't wait to lead everyone into new training.

Li Yifeng sat on the other side of the table, with a thick account book and various lists of supplies in front of him. While carefully recording the content of the meeting, he was thinking about how to reasonably allocate resources to ensure the normal operation of the camp. "In terms of supplies, although we have some supplements, we still have to be thrifty. Especially some scarce medicinal materials and sophisticated weapons and equipment must be used in the most critical places." His voice was steady and calm, and every word was carefully considered.

Zhao Ling also expressed his own views: "I think we can strengthen our contact and cooperation with other surrounding forces to fight against the enemy together. Only by uniting all the forces that can be united can we have a better chance of winning." His suggestion was unanimously recognized by everyone.

During this period, Zhao Ling's team and the disciples of the Jianghu Alliance also deepened their understanding and trust of each other in their daily interactions. On the training ground, they exchanged martial arts and combat experience with each other and shared their legendary stories in the Jianghu. The masters in Zhao Ling's team showed the disciples of Jianghu Alliance their unique moves and skills, which opened their eyes; and the disciples of Jianghu Alliance also generously taught their experiences, which benefited Zhao Ling's team a lot.

On a quiet and beautiful night, the stars were dotted and the moon was high. The whole camp was immersed in a peaceful atmosphere. Lin Feng stood alone on the city wall, looking at the vast starry sky in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. The cruelty of war, the sacrifice of comrades, and the uncertainty of the future were like heavy stones, pressing on his heart.

At this time, Zi Yan's light footsteps broke the silence of the night. She slowly walked to Lin Feng and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Lin Feng, are you still worried about the future?" Zi Yan asked softly. Her voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and gentle, and instantly dispelled a trace of haze in Lin Feng's heart.

Lin Feng sighed slightly and turned his head to look at Zi Yan's beautiful and concerned face. "Yes, I don't know how long this peace can last. Although it seems calm now, I always feel that a bigger storm is waiting for us." His eyes revealed deep worry and helplessness.

Zi Yan gently held Lin Feng's hand, giving him strength and support. "No matter what the future holds, we will face it together. As long as we are united, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome." Her eyes were firm and brave, making Lin Feng feel extremely warm and at ease.

The two stood there quietly, enjoying this moment of tranquility. The breeze blew across their faces, bringing a hint of coolness. Their figures were particularly slender and firm under the moonlight.

However, under this seemingly calm appearance, a new crisis is quietly brewing.

The atmosphere in the enemy's camp was tense and depressing. A new general took office. He was tall, with a cold face, and his eyes revealed a chilling viciousness. The general's name was Leng Wuhen, a well-known ruthless character in the enemy army, known for his meticulous mind and ruthless means.

Leng Wuhen sat on the tiger-skin chair, listening to his subordinates' reports on the previous battle failure, and his face became more and more gloomy. "A bunch of trash! So many people can't beat a Jianghu Alliance!" He slammed the table, scaring the generals around him to lower their heads.

"This time, I will make the Jianghu Alliance disappear completely!" Leng Wuhen stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the tent. His heart was full of anger and unwillingness. He was brooding over the previous failure and was determined to avenge his previous shame.

In order to achieve this goal, Leng Wuhen began to secretly plan a new offensive plan. He brought in more troops and sophisticated weapons, including powerful new catapults and siege equipment. At the same time, he also selected a group of smart and capable spies from the army, trained them strictly, and then sent them to mix into the Jianghu Alliance camp to try to obtain internal intelligence.

One day, the sun was shining, and everything seemed normal in the Jianghu Alliance camp. A disciple patrolled around the camp as usual, and he watched the movements around him vigilantly. Suddenly, he found some suspicious traces, there were unusual traces of being trampled on the grass, and the branches next to it also showed signs of being broken.

The disciple's heart tightened, and he immediately followed the trail forward. However, what he didn't know was that he was already in danger. In the shadow behind him, an enemy spy quietly followed him.

When the disciple chased to a remote corner, the spy suddenly attacked him from behind. Before the disciple could shout, the spy cut his throat with a knife and fell in a pool of blood.

The news soon reached Lin Feng's ears, and he immediately called everyone to discuss countermeasures.

In the tent, the atmosphere was solemn and tense. Lin Feng said solemnly: "Everyone should be vigilant. There may be spies from the enemy among us. From now on, patrols and guards in the camp should be strengthened, and strict inspections should be carried out on every person entering and leaving."

Everyone's heart tightened, realizing the seriousness of the problem. Chen Fei said: "Master, should we conduct a comprehensive investigation of the personnel in the camp?"

Li Yifeng shook his head: "This may alert the spies. We can observe secretly and wait for them to show their true colors."

Zhao Ling nodded: "Yes, at the same time, we must strengthen the collection and analysis of intelligence to see the next move of the enemy."

Everyone agreed, and a secret battle with the spies was about to begin...