Chapter 118: Bloody Stand

The army of the mysterious power rolled towards the Jianghu Alliance's stronghold like a surging black tide, and the heavy footsteps sounded like the roar of war drums, making the earth tremble. The sky full of smoke and dust rose behind them, covering the sky and the sun, like the haze of doomsday. Lin Feng stood upright on the city wall, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his knuckles turned white due to the force. His eyes were cold and firm, watching the enemy's dense movements like ants without blinking, his heart was surging but his face was as heavy as water.

"Prepare for battle!" Lin Feng shouted loudly with all his internal strength, and the sound was like thunder, instantly spreading throughout the stronghold. This shout was both an order and an encouragement, which ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of every Jianghu Alliance disciple.

The disciples quickly took their positions, their movements were uniform and there was no panic. The crossbowmen were focused, pulling the bowstrings to the full, and the arrows flashed coldly in the sun. The disciples beside the catapult were ready, with huge stones piled up beside them, each of which contained deadly power. The kerosene was also ready, and the pungent smell filled the air, foreshadowing the upcoming tragic battle. Everyone's face was full of tension and determination. They knew that this battle was about life and death, the survival of the Jianghu Alliance, and the final showdown between justice and evil.

The enemy army was getting closer and closer, and the dark cloud-like mass made people feel almost unable to breathe. Their flags fluttered in the wind, like the roar of a demon. The deafening shouts of killing were like surging waves, one after another, impacting everyone's mental defense line.

"Shoot!" Lin Feng gave an order without hesitation. In an instant, countless arrows shot out like locusts, forming a dense rain of arrows in the air.

The enemy troops in the front row fell down in an instant, and screams came one after another. Some were pierced through the chest by arrows, and some were shot in the throat, with blood splattering everywhere. But the enemy troops behind them had no intention of retreating. They stepped on the bodies of their companions and continued to charge frantically, as if driven by an invisible force.

Chen Fei led a team of disciples to guard the city gate. His eyes were bloodshot, and the long sword in his hand was full of gaps due to repeated slashing.

"Brothers, fight to the death! For the honor of the Jianghu Alliance!" Chen Fei shouted hoarsely, his voice was hoarse, but full of power.

A burly enemy soldier rushed to the city gate waving a heavy battle axe. Chen Fei met him without hesitation, dodged the opponent's fierce attack, and swung the long sword in his hand. A cold light flashed, and the enemy soldier's arm was cut off at the shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain. But more enemy troops surged up like a tide. Chen Fei and his disciples fought hard. Their figures seemed so small under the impact of the enemy, but their fighting spirit was like a burning fire that would never be extinguished.

Chen Fei's body was gradually covered with wounds, and blood stained his clothes red, but he seemed to feel no pain, and every time he swung his sword, he was determined to kill.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" A disciple saw an arrow shot at Chen Fei, flew up, and blocked the fatal arrow with his body.

Chen Fei was filled with grief and anger, and roared to kill the enemy soldier who shot the arrow.

Su Yao was in the temporary medical tent in the rear, constantly bandaging and treating the wounded. Her hands were covered with blood, and the sweat on her forehead fell like rain, but her movements did not stop at all.

"Girl, I can fight again!" A wounded soldier struggled to get up just after bandaging his wound.

"Rest first and save your energy!" Su Yao shouted, her eyes full of anxiety. She knew that every wounded soldier was a valuable fighting force, but she cared more about their lives.

On the battlefield, a young disciple was pierced by the enemy's spear, and his eyes were full of reluctance and anger. His companions saw this scene, and they were filled with grief and indignation. The anger in their hearts instantly burned to the extreme, and they fought the enemy more frantically, as if they wanted to vent all their pain and anger on the enemy.

Lin Feng saw this scene, and his heart was twisted with grief, but he knew that he could not be soft-hearted at this moment and must stick to it. His eyes became more determined, and he held the sword in his hand tighter.

The siege equipment of the mysterious force was also pushed up. The huge battering ram, pushed by dozens of enemy soldiers, hit the city gate again and again, making a dull and shocking sound. Every collision made the city gate shaky.

"Pour oil and ignite!" Lin Feng ordered again decisively.

The boiling kerosene poured down from the city wall, like a fire dragon rushing towards the enemy under the city gate. The gate of the city instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the screams of the enemy resounded through the sky. In the flames, the enemy soldiers fled everywhere, some were burned into firemen, and some rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames on their bodies. But they still did not give up, and the offensive became more and more fierce, as if they were possessed by the devil.

The battle lasted for several hours, as if time had stopped. The disciples of the Jianghu Alliance gradually became exhausted and their movements became slow, but they still held on with their tenacious will. Everyone's eyes were full of unyielding, and they built an indestructible line of defense with their flesh and blood.

At this moment, a shout came from a distance, and the voice was full of hope and strength.

It turned out that the reinforcements of the allies had arrived. They were like a fresh breeze, blowing away the haze that shrouded the hearts of the Jianghu Alliance.

"Brothers, the reinforcements are here, let's kill!" Lin Feng loudly encouraged morale, his voice full of joy and excitement.

The disciples of the Jianghu Alliance were refreshed, and their exhausted bodies seemed to be re-injected with infinite strength. Together with the reinforcements, they issued a deafening shout and launched a counterattack against the enemy.

The enemy began to be in chaos under the attack from both inside and outside. Their offensive gradually weakened, and their morale plummeted.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Seeing that the situation was over, the enemy generals had to issue an order to retreat.

But the disciples of the Jianghu Alliance did not let them go. They took advantage of the victory and launched a ruthless pursuit of the enemy.

In the end, the Jianghu Alliance successfully repelled the attack of the mysterious force. Countless corpses and broken weapons were left on the battlefield, and the blood dyed the earth red, like a tragic painting.

Lin Feng looked at the exhausted and wounded people, and said in a hoarse but proud voice: "Everyone is great, we defended! We defended the dignity of the Jianghu Alliance with blood and life!"

Everyone cheered, and their voices were full of the joy of victory and the emotion of surviving the disaster. But they also know that the battle is far from over, the mysterious forces will not give up, and there are more challenges waiting for them in the future.

However, at this moment, they enjoy the glory of victory and are proud of their bravery and tenacity. They firmly believe that as long as they are united, nothing can defeat them, and the flag of the Jianghu Alliance will always fly over this land...