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Chapter 809 Chaotic Shaolin ([-])

Chapter 830 Chaotic Shaolin ([-])

Songyue Temple was originally the Li Palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty.Emperor Xiaoming's house was a Buddhist temple, and it was named today in the Sui Dynasty. The temple is surrounded by a large temple, and the monks' houses are connected with clouds. The location of the command post, a total of 20 people from the second and third regiments of the Songshan School had been stationed here before the Shaolin disciples arrived.

To the southeast of Songyue Temple, there is a mountain road that stretches for several miles and connects Songyue Academy below. The mountain road is quite wide and can accommodate six or seven people walking side by side. Green pines and verdant cypresses, mountain winds and mist, drifting from time to time, just like a fairyland, but at this time, this place has become a meat-grinding battlefield between the Songshan School and the Shaolin Temple School.

When the first regiment of Shaolin Temple's vanguard of breaking precepts did not encounter any resistance along the way, and went unimpeded to the Songyue Academy, the hinterland of the Songshan School, all Shaolin disciples thought that the Songshan School had been frightened and the general situation was gone, but it was unexpected Yes, starting from the mountain road from Songyue Academy to Songyue Temple, which is only less than eight miles away, the first regiment encountered unprecedented resistance from the Songshan faction.

To be precise, it is not resistance, but a completely destructive blow. There is a saying that the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road. The Shaolin crack monks are indeed extremely brave and fearless of death, but this is the territory of the Songshan School after all. In terms of strength, the disciples of the Songshan faction are superior to them after all. As soon as the vanguard troops of the two sides came into contact, a frontal scuffle with a scale of [-] people started. As the first battle between the two factions, the leaders of both sides seem to be planning to win a battle head-on Victory is to boost one's morale, so the battle situation is extremely tragic, with many casualties, but judging from the rapidly increasing casualty data, the seemingly weak Songshan faction players are obviously superior, and most of the casualties are players from the Shaolin side .

"What the hell happened in the front!? It's been half an hour, and they still can't take down a Songyue Temple!?"

After getting the battle report and casualty data reported by Dao Cao, all the Shaolin elders were furious. In their view, the Songshan School is a dish on the chopping board of the kitchen stove in Shaolin Temple. They can be cut as they like. It's been a smooth journey, no matter how the situation changes, no matter how bad the first regiment is, so many people rushing up and filling it with dead people can still take Songyue Temple.

Although Dao Cao holds the position of legion leader, he is a junior and doesn't have much say in front of these elders. In other words, even if he has a certain right to speak, Dao Cao is unwilling to offend everyone at this juncture. He, who was the first to learn about the battle situation ahead through the team channel, was more like an operator reporting the battle situation than a legion leader who commanded ten teams with a total of one million people.

Seeing the bearded and staring faces of the elders, Daocao secretly shook his head and smiled wryly, then considered his words and said, "Elders, according to what we know so far, it's not a question of whether the first group can take down Songyue Temple or not. Rather...in the first half an hour, the Songshan faction had already knocked out five brigade numbers, while the opponent only lost more than ten thousand people."

"Hmph! There is no one who is immortal in a war!" The head of the Nagarshu Institute, Du Qing, snorted coldly, "I just want to know what the first regiment did for food, and why Songyue Temple hasn't been defeated yet!"

Although Xu Chen was happy to reap the benefits of being a fisherman, he didn't want to see his sect suffer too much, so he hesitated for a moment and then mustered up the courage to say: "Elder, the martial arts of Songshan sect's disciples are not weaker than ours, they occupy the time The location is favorable, and it is difficult to attack it all at once, so I suggest..."

Du Qing saw that the person who spoke turned out to be a player of Xu's generation who had been following Dao Cao's side all the time, his expression turned cold, and before Xu Chen finished speaking, he pointed at the tip of Xu Chen's nose and said angrily: "What are you? You are here Do you have a place to talk? Hmph! I’ve noticed you a long time ago, if it wasn’t for Dao Cao’s sake, there wouldn’t even be a place for you to stand here, and I, a dignified Shaolin elder, still use you to point fingers?”

If in the past, someone dared to say such things in front of Xu Chen, who had won No. 2 of the Huashan Lunjian Individual Competition, Xu Chen would have raised his sword to stab a few bloody holes in the opponent's body, but now, Xu Chen, who is fully enlightened, has done a good job in self-cultivation and self-cultivation, even though the other party humiliated himself in front of so many people, he still kept a faint smile on his face and said: "I just overstepped, please don't blame the elder. "

Seeing that the other party was subdued, and there was no other nonsense, Du Qing calmed down a little, and after coldly glanced at Xu Chen, he turned his gaze to Dao Cao at the side, and said in an undeniable tone: " Daocao, from my point of view, the failure in the battle ahead is due to that guy Xuanmiao’s ineffective command, I suggest that we elders lead the guard brigade of the headquarters to help out, and the current unfavorable situation will definitely be reversed quickly!"

Hearing this, all the elders who were already itchy and wanted to find a chance to perform well also responded one after another. They strongly supported the proposal of Duqing, and patted their chests to promise that as long as they go up, they will surely succeed immediately.

"Pull your guard team up?" Dao Cao stared at everyone incredulously like an idiot, and then said after a long while: "Elder, did I hear you right? Your guard team is very powerful, but they have never broken the precepts, wait It is inevitable that you will have concerns when you start your hands, won't this cause trouble for others?"

"Where are you talking!" Du Qing also stared at Dao Cao unreasonably: "The reason why those monks who broke the precepts suffered heavy losses is because they were weaker and couldn't form the Eighteen Arhats in local small group fights, but Our guards are different. Although they are restricted from killing, after so many years, everyone knows the importance of what is at hand. As long as we can disable the Songshan faction in a very short period of time and suppress their momentum, From now on, we will be invincible!"

Daocao still shook his head incomprehensibly, and was about to say something, but an elder reminded him lukewarmly: "Daocao, when you made the battle plan, your duty was to command millions of monks who broke the precepts. We elders and the escort team that came here are not under your jurisdiction. Now that the team you command has lost the first battle, why don’t you let us help Shaolin Temple save face? Doesn’t it make sense? Are you still afraid of us? Is it okay to take your credit?"

Hearing this, Dao Cao, who still had a little compassion in his heart, immediately gave up any compassion. While sneering in his heart, he clenched his fists cynically on his face and said with a smile: "Since the elders are so selfless and enthusiastic about this Send public welfare undertakings, so I won’t say much, and I wish you all success, so as to strengthen the prestige of my Shaolin Temple!”

"That's natural!"

After everyone cheered with a confident look, they each left the organization headquarters. Dao Cao and Xu Chen stared at each other for a long time before suddenly laughing twice, and then But he shook his head and remained silent.

After a while, Dao Cao seemed to be talking to himself: "Can they succeed?"

Xu Chen looked at the mountainside where Songyue Temple was located, and replied after a long pause: "Maybe, maybe not, anyway, it's not me who was made dumplings, what does this problem have to do with me?"

After hearing this, the two couldn't help but looked at each other again and laughed.

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Songyue Academy, the pre-war command post of Shaolin Temple.

Xuanmiao, the head of the first regiment of broken precept monks, was staring at the temple building in front of the window with a livid face. He knew very well that Songyue Temple was there, and the straight-line distance between where he was standing and Songyue Temple was It is less than 1000 meters, and even the actual distance will never exceed 4000 meters. Balilu Road, but such a short distance has become the only hurdle encountered by the first group of Suicide Shangsongshan faction, but it is also the only one at present. Do not cut in the past.

Xuanmiao, who has broken the precept of killing and often walks around the rivers and lakes, will not be as defiant as those elders in Shaolin Temple, imagining the Songshan School as ants that can be trampled to death with just one foot, but he will never overestimate the enemy's strength Strength, in his opinion, the comprehensive martial arts strength of cracking monks is actually not weak. After all, the Songshan faction doesn't even have formation skills yet.

Therefore, Xuanmiao believes that if the faction wants to rely on the team of broken monks to win, the key lies in morale, or mentality. Speaking of which, the morale of the broken monks in this temple is already enough, because the confidence is strong enough, but I did not expect to encounter the enemy as soon as I came into contact with it. After a big defeat, looking back, Xuanmiao felt that the problem was still in his mentality, and secretly scolded Lei Wuhen, the leader of the Songshan faction, as a trick. He actually created the illusion that the head of the Songshan faction was empty and made his team breed proud rivals emotions, and then deployed heavy troops on the mountain road of Songyue Temple, and wiped out the arrogance of the vanguard of Shaolin Temple in one fell swoop. He was not defeated by Lei Wuhen, but by his own mentality.

Interestingly, if Xuanmiao knew that the current situation was caused by the fact that the Songshan faction did not go down to deploy defenses due to civil strife, they did not know how to feel, but Xuanmiao at least knew a little bit, or what he saw with his own eyes was that the Dao Ranpo was already bleeding like a river, screaming to kill, tens of thousands of players from the two factions were fighting along the road, and countless corpses were piled up on the ground. Judging from the clothing of the corpses, most of them were Shaolin disciples. Many Shaolin disciples kept screaming and fell down.

At this moment, Xuan Miao couldn't help clenching his fists, and his teeth creaked.

In fact, what really frustrates him is not the rising number of casualties in the regiment and the team numbers that are constantly being wiped out, but those seemingly weak but slippery loaches jumping up and down to sneak around to pick up leaks. A very exaggerated expression of horror and inexplicable expression appeared on his face, but the long sword in his hand poked holes in the players of Shaolin Temple from time to time, and he was a disciple of the Songshan sect who behaved dirty but was very effective in killing people. All of them are extremely brave, looking for opponents everywhere fiercely, but they are beaten with sap from time to time. It looks like a big man full of strength, well-developed limbs but simple mind is bullied by a group of little kids but can't find an opponent.

Even Xuan Miao, who was watching the battle from a long distance, and the group of followers behind him felt aggrieved when they saw this scene, as if they had punched cotton and had nowhere to use it!

"Paralyzed, everyone follow me!"

Xuan Miao, who couldn't bear to see it any longer, couldn't help but look away, shook his head fiercely, turned around and walked out the door, but just after taking two steps, he saw a follower stammering: "Boss, Boss , Our regiment has already gone up, and they have all been wiped out. Except for us, there is no, no one..."

After hearing this, Xuan Miao suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then fell down on his back...

(End of this chapter)