Chapter 107: Fighting Alone
When Lin Feng learned that the follow-up troops of the mysterious force were coming, his heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy boulder. He clearly realized that at this moment they had been forced to the edge of the cliff. If they took a step back, they would fall into the abyss. Only by fighting to the death could they win a glimmer of hope. He took a deep breath, tried to calm the waves in his heart, and then straightened his chest and shouted loudly to the people of the Jianghu Alliance: "Brothers, the enemy's reinforcements are coming, we have no way out, today we can only fight to the death!" His voice was like a huge bell, firm and powerful, echoing for a long time on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, stirring the hearts of every disciple of the Jianghu Alliance and arousing the raging fighting spirit in their hearts.
When the disciples of the Jianghu Alliance heard Lin Feng's shout, the blood in their hearts was instantly ignited. They shouted in unison: "Fight to the death! Fight to the death!" The sound was deafening and broke through the clouds, as if to dispel the haze in the sky. There was no more fear and hesitation in their eyes, but instead a determination to die and an indomitable courage.
Lin Feng quickly adjusted the strategic deployment, his eyes were firm and focused, his brain was working fast. He concentrated the most elite and experienced forces in the sect at the key positions of the defense line. These disciples were all experienced in hundreds of battles and had high martial arts skills. They were the backbone of the Jianghu Alliance.
"Zhao Gang, you lead your disciples to defend the left wing. Don't let the enemy break through anyway!" Lin Feng ordered loudly.
"Yes, Master!" Zhao Gang bowed his hands to accept the order, his eyes were full of determination.
"Li Qiang, the right wing is up to you. You must withstand the enemy's attack!" Lin Feng continued to make arrangements.
"Master, don't worry!" Li Qiang responded, his voice firm and powerful.
At the same time, Lin Feng sent an elite team led by Wang Meng to try to bypass the enemy's rear for a surprise attack, disrupt their position, and create favorable conditions for the front battlefield.
In the center of the defense line, Master Zhao Gang was leading his disciples to wait in a serious battle. His eyes were gleaming, and he tightly grasped the blood-stained spear in his hand. The wounds on his body continued to ooze blood, staining his clothes red, but his posture was still as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable god of war.
"Don't be afraid, as long as we hold on, victory will belong to us! Behind us are our homes and relatives, we can't retreat!" Zhao Gang loudly encouraged morale, and his voice was clearly audible on the noisy battlefield.
The disciples responded in unison: "Let's live and die together with the hall master!"
At this time, the horn of the mysterious force sounded, and they launched a new round of fierce charge, surging like a tide. The earth trembled under their footsteps, and the shouts were deafening.
The two sides fought hand-to-hand, and the battle instantly became white-hot. The sound of metal collision, shouting, and screaming intertwined, playing a piece of death music.
Zhao Gang took the lead, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, unstoppable. He roared, and every time he stabbed, he brought a thousand pounds of force, bringing a string of blood flowers. Enemies fell in front of him, but more enemies rushed forward.
"Kill!" Zhao Gang's eyes were bloodshot. He was already bloodshot and completely disregarded his own safety.
Beside him, the disciples were also fearless and fought desperately with the enemy. They had only one belief in their hearts: to hold the line and defend the Jianghu Alliance.
A young disciple, Xiao Li, had just entered the Jianghu not long ago, but he was extremely brave in the battle. In the fight with the enemy, he was cut in the arm by the enemy, and blood flowed, but he still held the sword tightly without any retreat.
"I won't fall!" Xiao Li roared, with anger burning in his eyes, and rushed towards the enemy. Although his swordsmanship was still a little rusty, his courage and determination were admirable.
On the other side, the team responsible for the raid, led by Captain Wang Meng, quietly detoured to the rear of the mysterious force. They carefully avoided the enemy patrols along the way, crossed the thorny path, and finally arrived at the designated location.
Wang Meng hid behind a huge rock and observed the enemy's rear camp. The defense there was relatively weak, and it was the perfect time to launch a surprise attack.
"Brothers, success or failure depends on this, charge!" Wang Meng gave an order and rushed out first.
The team members were like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing towards the enemy with great momentum. Their sudden appearance caused chaos in the rear of the mysterious forces, and the enemy was panicked and didn't know how to deal with it.
The mysterious forces were disrupted by this sudden attack, and for a while they couldn't take care of each other, and the entire front was shaken.
Lin Feng saw the chaos of the enemy on the front battlefield, and immediately seized the opportunity to command the main force to launch a counterattack.
"Charge! For the Jianghu Alliance! For justice!" Lin Feng raised his long sword and rushed to the enemy camp in person.
For a time, the morale of the Jianghu Alliance was greatly boosted, and the sound of killing shook the sky. The disciples were like tigers out of the cage, launching a fierce attack on the enemy.
However, the mysterious forces were well-trained after all, and they soon reacted and reorganized effective resistance. Their commander shouted loudly, trying to stabilize the morale of the army and restore order.
The two sides fell into a more intense fight, and people fell every moment, and every inch of land was stained with blood. The battlefield was full of swords and blood, like hell on earth.
Su Yao was desperately treating the wounded in the temporary medical camp in the rear. Her hands were constantly busy, bandaging the wounds, applying medicine, and suturing the wounded. But the number of wounded people increased, and medical supplies gradually became scarce. Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her eyes were full of anxiety.
"No matter what, we can't give up any wounded!" Su Yao gritted her teeth and said firmly. Although her voice was hoarse, it was full of strength.
A seriously injured disciple was carried in. His abdomen was pierced by the enemy's spear and his life was in danger.
"Quick, prepare hemostatic herbs and needles!" Su Yao shouted.
The assistants quickly handed over the necessary items. Su Yao took a deep breath and began to perform emergency surgery on the wounded.
On the battlefield, the bloody smell was pervasive and disgusting. Every moment someone died in pain, and every moment someone shouted in despair. But the people of the Jianghu Alliance still did not retreat. They gritted their teeth and fought the enemy to the death. They had only one belief in their hearts: defend their homeland and fight to the end!
Just when the battle was at a stalemate and both sides were exhausted and almost exhausted their last bit of strength, a strange light suddenly appeared in the sky. Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a mysterious old man coming in the air. The old man had white hair and a celestial figure. He exuded an otherworldly aura, as if he did not belong to this world. He held a cane in his hand, on which was inlaid a glittering gem, exuding a powerful and mysterious power.
"Which evildoers are fighting here and disturbing my cultivation!" The old man's voice was loud and clear, like a bell, echoing throughout the battlefield.
Seeing this, Lin Feng hurried forward and said respectfully: "Senior, we are the Jianghu Alliance, fighting against the evil mysterious forces for justice and peace."
The old man nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and said: "So that's the case, then I will help you."
The old man waved the cane in his hand, and a powerful force surged out like ripples. Wherever the power went, the soldiers of the mysterious forces were repelled, and some even vomited blood on the spot and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the people of the Jianghu Alliance became more confident, and their tired bodies seemed to be re-injected with strength, and they fought more bravely.
With the help of the old man, the Jianghu Alliance gradually gained the upper hand. The mysterious forces began to collapse, their morale collapsed, and they could no longer organize an effective resistance.
"Chase! We can't let them escape!" Lin Feng shouted loudly.
The disciples of the Jianghu Alliance took advantage of the victory and launched a final attack on the mysterious forces. They chased the fleeing enemies like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, causing the enemies to fall into deeper fear and despair.
Finally, this tragic battle ended with the victory of the Jianghu Alliance. The battlefield was littered with corpses and devastated. The blood dyed the earth red, and the smoke was still rising.
Lin Feng sat on the ground tiredly, panting heavily. He looked at the results of the victory, and his heart was filled with emotion. Countless disciples died in this battle, and their figures emerged in his mind.
"This is just the beginning, we must continue to be vigilant against the counterattack of the mysterious forces." Lin Feng said to everyone, his voice was weak, but full of determination.
Everyone in the Jianghu Alliance nodded, they knew that the road ahead was still full of challenges, but they were fearless. Because they are allies in the underworld, they fight for justice and are willing to pay any price to protect the beliefs in their hearts.