Mainland Martial Arts

In the days that followed, Lin Feng endured all sorts of hardships in the army. He was forced to stand in the sun all day, do hard labor, wash clothes, cook, carry various loads, and perform the most tiring and difficult tasks. Sometimes, he went all day without eating; sometimes, he went all night without sleep. All of this was deliberately arranged by Zhong Qi, but Lin Feng did not complain, but endured it silently.

The other soldiers in the army had no sympathy for Lin Feng, instead mocking him. They believed that Lin Feng was a sinner of the Lin family and did not deserve sympathy. Lin Feng was forced to join the army, but could only serve as a small soldier, with no say and only the suffering of being abused.

However, what Zhong Qi and the others hadn't anticipated was that Lin Feng actually had an irreconcilable relationship with the Wang family. Lin Feng had no choice but to lead the Lin family to destroy the Wang family, as otherwise, it would be the Lin family that would be destroyed. It could be said that he had to do this to survive. But Lin Feng wouldn't reveal the truth of this matter, as no one would believe it.

In the days of silently enduring suffering, Lin Feng's heart was filled with pain and helplessness. He knew that he could not change the status quo and could only wait for an opportunity.

One day, while working, Lin Feng accidentally fell and injured his knee, which started bleeding. He endured the pain and tried to stand up and continue working, but was mocked by a soldier: "Look, this sinner can't even stand!"

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the soldier, a flash of anger in his eyes. But he quickly calmed down, lowered his head silently, and continued to work.

At this time, General Li Hua passed by and saw this scene. He frowned, but did not say anything, and just left silently.

Several days later, General Li Hua announced that they would set off for the front line tomorrow and asked everyone to be prepared.

Hearing this news, a glimmer of hope surged in Lin Feng's heart. He knew that only on the battlefield would he have the opportunity to prove his worth and change his fate.

That night, Lin Feng lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. He thought of his family and his past life. He didn't know what the future would hold, but he decided to face it all with strength.

The next day, the army set out. Lin Feng, carrying a heavy bag, followed behind the group. His steps were firm, his eyes full of determination.

Two hundred thousand soldiers snaked forward like a long dragon, heading for the front line. Lin Feng, caught in the middle of the ranks, felt a complex mix of emotions. Along the way, he continued to endure the bullying and ridicule of the other soldiers, but with his unwavering will, he silently endured it all.

"Look, that's Lin Feng, the remnant of the Lin family!"

"Humph, a sinner is unworthy to march with us!"

Lin Feng heard a series of sarcastic remarks, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't respond. He knew that his current status was low, so he could only endure it.

The troops marched forward under the scorching sun, their clothes soaked with sweat. Lin Feng's strength gradually wore out, but he still persisted, moving forward step by step.

"Hey, Lin Feng, are you okay? Do you want us to help you carry your luggage?" a soldier laughed.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the soldier, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "No, I can do it myself."

Seeing how stubborn he was, the soldiers ignored him and continued on their way.

After ten days of arduous journey, the army finally arrived at the front line. Xingfeng City, this huge city appeared before everyone, with towering walls and magnificent momentum.

Lin Feng followed the team into the city, and he looked around curiously. The architectural style here was different from that of Dongxuan City, being more rugged and bold.

"This city is really big, even bigger than Dongxuan City!"

"Yes, it is indeed an important town on the front line!"

The soldiers talked a lot and were full of curiosity about the city.

Lin Feng and the other soldiers climbed up the eastern tower and were stunned by the sight before them. Five kilometers east of Xingfeng City, there was another city. Between the two cities was a wide, flat area, about two kilometers wide.

"Is this the battlefield?" Lin Feng muttered to himself.

He looked at the flat land, feeling an inexplicable tension in his heart. This was about to become his battlefield, and he didn't know if he could survive this war.

"I heard that this flat land was formed after a fight between two demigods." said a soldier.

"Demigod? That's a legendary existence!"

"Yes, it is said that they are so powerful that they can move mountains and fill the sea!"

The soldiers discussed the legend of the demigod, their eyes filled with awe.

Lin Feng listened silently, his heart filled with longing for the demigods. He secretly vowed to practice hard and become a powerful warrior.

On the tower, Lin Feng and his companions saw the enemy's city. The city was equally magnificent, with the enemy's flag flying on the wall.

"Look, that's the enemy's city!"

"Their army must be very powerful!"

The soldiers' faces showed worry. They knew that this war would be very cruel and they didn't know how many people would die in it.

Lin Feng's mood also became heavy.

"Don't be afraid!" General Li Hua stepped onto the city wall and shouted, "We are warriors of the empire. We fight to defend our country! As long as we unite, we will surely defeat the enemy!"

General Lee's words boosted the morale of the soldiers, who shouted, "For the Empire! For Victory!"

Lin Feng was also infected by this atmosphere. He shouted along with the soldiers, his heart full of fighting spirit.

The next day, the enemy troops were already at the gates of the city. Since the troops had just arrived, they hadn't had time to properly rest. Lin Feng's body was covered in scars, both old and new, and his eyes revealed endless fatigue. During this time, he had endured the humiliation of his fellow soldiers, but he could only endure it silently.

Everyone else was in high spirits, except Lin Feng, whose face was ashen, as if he were walking to an execution ground. He knew deep down that going to the battlefield in his current state would undoubtedly mean his own death. But he wasn't afraid. He wanted to prove to everyone that he wasn't a sinner, but a warrior who loved his country. He longed to make a name for himself.

"Kill!" As the drums beat, shouts of killing resounded through the sky. A total of 200,000 troops from both sides engaged in a fierce battle on this natural battlefield. The battlefield instantly became a mess, with blood splattering and dust flying.

Lin Feng stood there, exhausted, but he gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with determination. He possessed a third-grade realm, yet he displayed the strength of an early fourth-grade cultivator. On this chaotic battlefield, facing warriors from the second and third ranks, he harvested their lives with ease.

"Hmph, this kid is quite capable today." The soldier on the side muttered softly.

Lin Feng brandished the spear in his hand, each swing accompanied by a sharp sound of wind. His body was stained with the blood of the enemy, and he had only one thought in his mind: Kill! Kill! Kill!