City Marshal

The news that three thousand handsome troops will face the disciples of the Tang Sect in a life-and-death decisive battle tomorrow night not only stunned Zhao Kuo and Jiang Zhong, but even Tang Rong in Shenzhen and Zhou Longjian in the capital were slightly surprised. How come the army had the courage to fight decisively, and went to the outskirts of Hangzhou to fight.

After Tang Rong found out, he ordered Jiang Zhong: "Fight!"

This word directly expresses Tang Rong's determination and confidence, so Zhao Kuo and Jiang Zhong acted quickly after smiling at each other. The two things were carried out almost at the same time. A large number of intelligence personnel were sent to closely monitor the movements of the Shanghai Shuaijun.

More than [-] Tang Sect disciples also began to recharge their batteries!Taking advantage of the cover of dusk, Zhao Kuo and Jiang Zhong specially inspected Kuang Kuo Wai. It turns out that this is a battlefield for fighting. It is necessary to be familiar with the terrain in order to maximize the combat effectiveness of Tangmen disciples. The defeated handsome army does not mean that they will not be cautious.

On a certain hill, Zhao Kuo and Jiang Zhong almost saw the woods 500 meters away, and then they looked at each other and smiled. How do you feel about letting the strange soldiers jump out and stab the handsome army when they are fighting hard to separate?" Jiang Zhong nodded with a smile on his lips, "Master Zhao is a good plan, but it seems a bit too much to ambush more than a thousand people. It’s easy to show off and be known by the handsome army. According to the volume and density of the forest, I think five hundred elites are enough. The number of handsome soldiers is already smaller than ours, and they are a tired army.”

"So if the five hundred elites fight out, they will definitely hit them hard, at least destroy their fighting spirit!"

Zhao Kuo thought about it for a while, nodded approvingly, and responded with a smile: "Boss Jiang is right. The two sides fought to the point of exhaustion. 500 people are enough to destroy them. Well, I will let the brothers lie in ambush tonight and give them the best." The best knife, the best food, the most powerful generals, and tomorrow evening will make great achievements."

Jiang Zhong originally thought that Zhao Kuo was difficult to serve, but he didn't expect that he could really listen to his words. No wonder Tang Rong let him sit in Hangzhou, so he sighed softly: "Then it will be hard for Hall Master Zhao. I believe that tomorrow's battle will definitely make the Tang Sect famous. The Celestial Dynasty will also let Hall Master Zhao become the chief hero of the Tang Sect, so I will congratulate you first."

Zhao Kuo smiled slightly, then waved his hand to call Duhu, and said lightly: "Dahu, you tell Zhao Zilong to lead the five hundred elites of the Tang Sect to enter the forest on the right to ambush between two and three o'clock in the morning tonight. No later than that, and you send someone to crucify the handsome army to the end and the situation along the way."

Too early for fear of being noticed, too late for fear of not having enough rest time.

Dui hurriedly took the order respectfully and left.

Zhao Kuo's caution was different from ordinary people, so he called Xiaolong again, and said calmly: "Xiaolong, for safety's sake, you take fifty brothers to give me a detailed filter within five kilometers around the battlefield. If we act, the Raiders will be useless by then."

Xiaolong also nodded and left.

Jiang Zhong once again praised in his heart that Zhao Kuo is really a cautious person.

Just when everyone was about to go back, a gust of cold wind blew by suddenly, rolled up a few fallen leaves and patted Jiang Zhong's body, the dust of the fallen leaves stained his white coat, his eyes suddenly wrinkled slightly, and his face became a bit pale Gloomy, he took out a wet tissue and wiped it clean before getting into the car sullenly.

Seeing his actions, Jiang Zhong was inexplicably thumped.

At this time, the pavilion of the Zen temple.

Chu Tian was holding a few bunches of grapes and slowly biting them. On the opposite side was Wang Zhongtian dressed as a pilgrim. Naturally, there were two handsome soldiers accompanying him. They all waited for Chu Tian to speak, respectful, and a few grapes fell After the belly, Chu Tian casually asked, "Have all the eight hundred brothers arrived in Hangzhou?" Wang Zhongtian responded without hesitation: "They have all arrived!"

Chu Tian raised his head, looked at him and said, "Where is it?" Hearing this question, Wang Zhongtian sighed softly, and replied with a wry smile: "Some are in the city, and some are outside the city. After Tangmen received the letter of war, The precautions have become tighter, and their eyes and ears are active in the streets and alleys, so we dare not gather for the time being, for fear of attracting the attention of the Tang Sect."

Chu Tian exhaled sullenly, and said lightly: "Not being able to gather is indeed a problem. Eight or eighty people are extremely weak. Only 800 people can gallop with me on the battlefield and deal a fatal blow to the enemy. Wang Zhongtian, you contact the various groups now , Let them come to Qingxin Temple to gather in pieces."

Gu Jian lightly praised secretly, and only then did he understand the real intention of staying overnight at Chutian Temple.

Wang Zhongtian nodded solemnly.

The lone sword swept across the boundless hills, and there were dozens of houses that could be discerned in a radius. His heart moved slightly, and a few words suddenly popped up: "If I were the enemy commander, I would find out the battlefield before the big battle." Surroundings, lest the enemy infiltrate or one's own plans be seen through."

Chu Tian threw in two grapes and bit them, the mouth full of sweetness made people feel comfortable, and said lightly: "By time, in batches, go to the temple to offer a few sticks of incense. There is a huge crowd here. It is not easy for 800 of you to melt in." It will attract the attention of others, and when you come to the temple, I will also have a hiding place for you!"

Wang Zhongtian immediately led someone to make arrangements.

When he left, Gu Jian was slightly surprised: "Hiding place?" It's no wonder he wondered, although Qingxin Temple is big enough, it can temporarily cover the eyes and ears of Tangmen disciples, but it is necessary to make room for 800 people. It is completely impossible, not to mention that such a big action will inevitably arouse the curiosity of others, and then attract the attention of the disciples of the Tang Sect, it will be a failure.

Knowing his worry, Chu Tian stood up and stretched his waist, and said lightly, "In the holy land of Buddhism, if you want to find a hiding place, you must look for the Buddha."

Gu Jian was stunned: looking for the Buddha? After 15 minutes, relax in the Zen room.

After the Zhike monk found out that the whiskey was enjoyed by Chutian, his face became like a dark cloud in June, but when he saw the three thousand oceans that Chutian took out, he almost regarded Chutian as a Buddha again, and even walked out of the dark room with a happy face. He took out the caviar and told with a smile: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep them in his heart."

Although this monk is very worldly, he is very cute.

Chutian smiled slightly, and called him over to drink tea. Of course, the tea is also his Biluochun. For Chutian, chatting and laughing with the philistine Buddha’s apprentice is far more enjoyable than dealing with Zhou Longjian, the old fox. At least the falsehood of the former will make you feel happy Laugh, and the fakeness of the latter will make you feel that there is a knife in the smile.

The fragrance of tea was overflowing, Chu Tian handed the tea to the Zhike monk, and then smiled softly: "Master, your life is so comfortable, it is far more meaningful than the world."

The Zhike monk smiled lightly, and said calmly, "It's all under the blessing of the Buddha!"

Chu Tian smiled noncommittally, looking at the open skylight of the meditation room, a little sunlight came in from it, soft and warm, so he lazily leaned on the chair, and said meaningfully: "Well, master, I want to I have practiced in seclusion for a few days, so I wonder if there is any hidden place nearby?" Zhike Monk fell into deep thought, Chutian knew that to make the Buddha appear, he must have sincerity, so he took out five thousand oceans from his pocket and stuffed them into his monk's robe. Opened his mouth: "Master, this is the oil money for the Buddha. It is always necessary to accumulate some merits to disturb the holy places of Buddhism. I hope the master will not shirk his sincerity to the Buddha."

The Zhike monk glanced slightly, knowing that the sincerity was thick enough, so he replied with a smile: "There is a big cave in the back of the mountain. It used to be the place where the twelve generations of abbots passed away. Since the incense of the Zen temple flourished, the current The abbot changed the place of death to the backyard of the temple, and built a stupa!"

"All the host relics are also moved there, so the back cliff cave is empty!"

Chutian remained calm and asked with a calm smile, "How big is this cliff cave? How many people can it accommodate?" The Zhike monk almost laughed, as if laughing at Chutian's childish question. After drinking half a cup of tea, he said: "How many people? Thousands of people are fine? After all, it is a place to preside over Nirvana. It was not possible to make it magnificent before, but the spaciousness of the space is still possible. During the war, an air-raid shelter was built."

Chu Tian's heart moved slightly, he picked up the teapot and filled it up for him.