Chapter 108 Post-War Reconstruction and Vigilance
The Jianghu Alliance won the victory with great difficulty in that thrilling and bloody battle, but the joy of victory did not last long, because they immediately faced the cruel reality of post-war devastation. The smoke on the battlefield has not yet completely dissipated, and the air is filled with the mixed smell of blood and scorched earth. After a short rest, everyone immediately plunged into the heavy and urgent post-war reconstruction work.
Inside the sect, the once familiar and peaceful scene no longer exists, replaced by a heartbreaking mess. Houses collapsed, ruins can be seen everywhere, and the originally solid walls are now covered with shocking cracks and holes, as if silently telling the cruelty of the battle. The martial arts training ground was not spared either. The ground became bumpy, with traces left by swords and large pits caused by explosions in the battle. The weapons racks that were once neatly arranged are now tilted, and some precious weapons are also damaged or lost in the battle.
Lin Feng looked at this ruined scene with mixed feelings in his heart. Sadness, anger, determination and other emotions intertwined, but he knew that he could not immerse himself in sadness and pain at this moment. He had to cheer up and lead everyone to restore the past glory of the sect as soon as possible and rebuild their homes. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then shouted loudly in a firm and powerful voice: "Everyone work harder and clean up the ruins first! We want to make the Jianghu Alliance rise again!" His voice echoed in the empty sect, like a shot of cardiotonic, injected into the hearts of every disciple.
The disciples responded one after another, and they acted quickly and devoted themselves to the work of cleaning up the ruins. Everyone's face was covered with dust and sweat, and their clothes were already tattered, but their eyes revealed a firm hope and unyielding determination for the future.
In the team cleaning up the ruins, there was a young disciple named Chen Fei who worked particularly hard. Chen Fei was originally an unknown little character in the sect, thin and not very eye-catching on weekdays. But in the face of this disaster, he showed amazing perseverance and courage. He worked tirelessly, his hands were bruised by stones and bricks, but he seemed to feel no pain and kept busy.
"If I move one more stone, the sect can be rebuilt one day earlier!" Chen Fei cheered himself up while panting. His voice was weak, but full of power. He carried the heavy stones on his thin shoulders and walked towards the scrap heap step by step, leaving deep footprints with every step.
Beside him, several equally young disciples were inspired by him and worked harder. They helped and encouraged each other, forming a powerful force.
At the same time, Su Yao led a group of female disciples to take care of the wounded and comfort their families. The painful groans of the wounded filled the makeshift medical tent, and each sound was like a knife piercing Su Yao's heart. But she always remained gentle and patient, and brought a little comfort to the wounded with her care and love.
"Don't be afraid, the wound will heal, everything will be fine." Su Yao gently comforted a seriously injured disciple. Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, but her hands moved skillfully and quickly, changing the dressing and bandaging the wounded, her eyes full of concern and worry.
The wounded frowned because of the pain, but with Su Yao's comfort, his mood gradually stabilized, and his eyes rekindled hope for life.
In the sect's warehouse, several elders were sitting together, frowning over the lack of supplies. The grain in the warehouse has run out, there are few medicinal materials left, and all kinds of daily necessities are in a state of extreme shortage.
"There is little food left, and there are not enough medicinal materials. If this goes on, it will be difficult for us to survive this difficult time." An elder said worriedly. His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes revealed deep worry.
"We must find a way to raise supplies from the surrounding areas. We can't let the disciples rebuild the sect on an empty stomach, nor can we let the wounded lose their lives due to lack of medicinal materials." Another elder suggested. His voice was firm, but he couldn't hide his inner anxiety.
Therefore, the Jianghu Alliance sent experienced and eloquent messengers to nearby towns and villages to seek help. These messengers set out on the journey with hope, carrying the Jianghu Alliance's tokens and letters of help.
Thanks to the efforts of the messengers, some kind-hearted merchants and people have lent a hand. They sent not only food, medicinal materials and daily necessities, but also trust and support for the Jianghu Alliance.
"Thank you for your help, the Jianghu Alliance will always remember it in our hearts. If there is a need in the future, we will definitely repay you!" The messengers were grateful, with tears flashing in their eyes. They knew that these materials were like sending charcoal in the snow for the Jianghu Alliance, which was being rebuilt.
As time went by, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the ruins in the sect were gradually cleared. The collapsed houses were demolished, the broken bricks and stones were transported away, and the ground was re-leveled. New houses began to be built, carpenters were busy sawing wood and nailing, and masons were skillfully building walls and laying tiles. Everything was going on in an orderly manner.
However, Lin Feng did not let down his guard. He knew very well how powerful and cruel the mysterious forces were, and that they would not give up and would definitely seek revenge.
One day, the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. Lin Feng summoned the core disciples of the sect to discuss future countermeasures in a quiet room.
"Although we have won, the mysterious forces will surely come back. They will not let us go easily, and we must be prepared at all times." Lin Feng said solemnly. His eyes swept across the faces of each disciple, trying to see the same vigilance and determination in their eyes.
The disciples nodded one after another, their expressions serious and firm. They knew that they had a heavy responsibility and understood that future battles might be more brutal.
"From today on, we must strengthen patrols and increase the number and scope of patrols. We must not miss any suspicious signs." Lin Feng continued, his voice low and powerful.
"Yes, Master!" The disciples answered in unison, their voices neat and loud.
The disciples in charge of patrolling patrolled around the sect day and night. They carried long swords on their backs, held torches in their hands, and watched the movements around them vigilantly.
"Everyone be careful and stay alert at all times. Even the abnormal behavior of a flying bird cannot be let go." The patrol captain whispered to the team members. His eyes were sharp and he did not miss any corner.
And inside the sect, the martial arts training ground became lively again. The disciples knew that only by constantly improving their martial arts skills could they defend their sect and their families in future battles. They seized the time to practice, and every move was full of strength and determination.
"We must be fully prepared this time and not let the enemy succeed easily. We must use our strength to let them know that the Jianghu Alliance is not easy to mess with!" An older disciple said to the younger disciples. His voice was full of encouragement and expectation.
The young disciples nodded vigorously, and sweat fell like rain, but their movements did not stop at all.
In these tense and busy days, the people of the Jianghu Alliance are closely united, thinking in one direction and working in one direction. They are working hard for the future of the sect, and everyone is silently devoting their strength.
However, on a quiet night, the moon was high and the stars were dotted. A burst of rapid bells suddenly broke the calm, and the bells echoed in the silent night sky, which seemed particularly harsh and startling.
"There is a situation!" The patrolling disciple shouted loudly. His voice was full of tension and fear.
Lin Feng quickly led everyone to the sect's gate, and saw a group of black shadows galloping towards the sect in the distance. The black shadows were moving very fast, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Lin Feng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked at the black shadows that were getting closer and closer with a firm look...