Chapter 116 A Difficult Breakthrough

After experiencing all kinds of setbacks and hardships, the Jianghu Alliance was not shrouded in the shadow of failure. Instead, it became more tenacious in the face of difficulties, and its determination to defeat the enemy burned more vigorously like a raging fire. Every member had a strong desire in his heart, vowing to deal a heavy blow to the mysterious forces and avenge those lost companions.

In the meeting hall of the sect, Lin Feng personally organized several tactical discussions. Around the huge wooden table, the elders and core disciples sat, their expressions were serious and focused, and their eyes revealed a firm determination. The room was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere, and only Lin Feng's low and powerful voice was constantly echoing.

"In this attack, we must be unexpected and quick. This secret base of the mysterious forces is of vital importance to them, and must be heavily guarded. We can only win if we break through with thunder." Lin Feng looked at everyone with a sharp gaze, his eyes full of expectation and trust.

"Master, should we arrange more manpower just in case? After all, the enemy's strength cannot be underestimated, and we cannot take it lightly." An elder frowned slightly and raised his concerns. There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, but more of a concern for the lives of the sect's disciples.

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists. He stood up and paced slowly, weighing the pros and cons quickly in his mind. "Too many people can easily expose the target and arouse the enemy's vigilance. But it can't be too few, resulting in insufficient attack power and unable to quickly break through the enemy's defense line. I decided to select an elite among the elites to break through the defense line of the stronghold as quickly as possible and go straight to the core."

After a rigorous screening and careful selection, a team of twenty masters was finally assembled. These disciples are all the best in the Jianghu Alliance. Some of them are good at swordsmanship, and their swordsmanship is sharp. Some are proficient in boxing, fierce and powerful, and some are good at hidden weapons, and their shots are as fast as lightning. They all have unique skills and have experienced the baptism of many battles. Their eyes are full of determination and fearlessness.

On the eve of the action, the atmosphere in the sect was tense and busy. Su Yao led other disciples to prepare sufficient supplies and medicines for the warriors who were about to go out. Her eyes were full of concern and worry, and she kept sorting bandages and herbs in her hands.

"Everyone must be careful and must return safely." Su Yao's voice was gentle and firm. She handed packages full of medicines to the team members, as if she had also given them her blessings and concerns.

The team set off under the cover of night. They were wearing black night clothes and their figures blended into the darkness. Wang Meng walked at the forefront of the team, and his heartbeat was particularly clear in this silent night. With every step, he could feel his breathing becoming rapid, and tension and excitement were intertwined. He held the long sword tightly in his hand, and the sword reflected the faint moonlight, as if reminding him of the heavy responsibility he shouldered.

When they approached the stronghold, they found that the situation was worse than expected. The guards were more strict than before the reconnaissance, and the patrol team came and went without any gaps.

"Everyone be careful and act according to the plan. Don't expose your whereabouts." Wang Meng said in a low voice. His voice was almost inaudible, but every word was clearly heard by the team members.

Some team members performed Qinggong, and their bodies were like swallows, gently jumping onto the wall. Their movements were light and agile, and there was no sound when they landed. The dagger in their hands flashed a cold light in the moonlight, and they quickly and accurately solved the guards on the sentry post. Others quickly rushed to the gate and fought fiercely with the guards.

For a time, the sound of swords intersecting broke the tranquility of the night. The collision of metals echoed in the night sky, and sparks flew. The soldiers of the mysterious forces in the stronghold woke up from their sleep, hurriedly put on their armor, picked up their weapons, and joined the battle.

A disciple of the Jianghu Alliance named Zhao Gang rushed to the front of the team, waving the long knife in his hand, and was extremely brave. But unfortunately, he was hit in the shoulder by the enemy's hidden weapon. The hidden weapon was coated with poison, and half of his body became numb in an instant.

"For the Jianghu Alliance, kill!" Zhao Gangqiang shouted loudly while enduring the severe pain. There was no retreat or fear in his voice, but it was full of anger and determination. His shout inspired his companions around him and made them fight more bravely.

Wang Meng led everyone to fight bravely, and their figures shuttled through the firelight, and every move and every style was determined to kill. The blood stained their clothes red, but their steps did not stop at all, and gradually advanced into the stronghold.

However, the stronghold was full of traps, and every step forward was full of unknown dangers. At the door of a room, a row of poisonous arrows suddenly shot out. Those poisonous arrows were like locusts, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Be careful!" Wang Meng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and pushed the team members around him away in time. But he himself could not dodge in time and was scratched by a poisonous arrow. The venom spread rapidly, and his arm suddenly became red and swollen, but he did not care to treat the wound and continued to command the battle.

"Everyone be careful, pay attention to the feet and the surrounding walls!" Wang Meng reminded the team members loudly.

After a fierce fight, they finally broke through the layers of defense and came to the core area of ​​the stronghold. But at this time, they were also surrounded by the enemy.

"Even if we die, we will take them with us!" A team member roared, his face was covered with blood, and his eyes revealed his determination to die.

The number of enemies was huge, and they kept coming. The members of the Jianghu Alliance gradually felt exhausted, and the pain of their wounds and blood loss made their movements slow.

Just when the two sides were deadlocked and the battle was in a stalemate, Lin Feng led the reinforcements to arrive like a god.

"Brothers, we are here!" Lin Feng's voice was like a bell, resounding throughout the stronghold. His figure looked particularly tall and majestic in the firelight, bringing hope and strength to everyone.

Lin Feng led the way and rushed into the enemy formation. The long sword in his hand swung like the wind, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another. The morale of the reinforcements was also greatly boosted, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and they attacked from inside and outside with the team led by Wang Meng, forming a siege on the enemy.

Under the leadership of Lin Feng, the disciples of the Jianghu Alliance rekindled their fighting spirit, their attacks became more fierce, and their cooperation became more tacit. After a hard battle, they finally successfully occupied the secret stronghold.

However, this victory was not without a price. The Jianghu Alliance suffered tragic casualties, and many familiar faces disappeared forever in this battle. But they knew that this was for justice, for the future of the sect, and for the peace of the Jianghu, and all the sacrifices were worth it...