Yuan Xing and the other six monks hid in a mountain valley, listening to the southern accents of the Song army in the distance, they adjusted their breath evenly, and did not dare to breathe. The Song army in the distance was walking on the road to Shaolin Temple, and Yuan Xing and others were waiting for the Song army to pass by, and then went around the back of the Song army to launch an attack. This method is one of the skills of Shaolin monks to deal with thieves. Even if only a few elites were harassed behind, it could cause the bandits to fall into quite chaos.

It was already the end of October 333 in the Song Dynasty. In the west, it was already December. Sitting cross-legged in the cold valley, he wore a few more monk's robes, and Yuan Xing still felt cold. The monk who came next to him kept chanting. One of them couldn't help but say, "It would be great if it could make a fire."

"Will the government army see us by making a fire?" Yuan Xing whispered to scold his companions' stupid thoughts.

But it was useless to just object, everyone just felt cold. The monk who suggested making a fire was hit for a while and then put forward a new suggestion, "It's better to hug some straw mats. It's really cold to sit here."

"Don't go." Yuan Xing shouted in a low voice again.

Everyone fell silent again, curled up and leaned together, trying to make themselves feel more comfortable by squeezing warmth. At this time, the lowest temperature on the plain was below five degrees, and the temperature on the stone mountain like Shaoshi Mountain was lower than that on the plain. The monks hid here before the early morning, and after more than ten hours, they all became wilted.

At this moment, he heard the sound of someone pushing away the grass not far away. Yuan Xing was shocked, and he quickly held his breath. The sound of pulling the grass became lighter, making Yuan Xing feel that maybe someone from the Song army ran out here. After a moment of pause, several Song soldiers suddenly popped out of the valley. They held muskets and shouted loudly at Yuan Xing and others: "Rise your hands!"

Yuan Xing was really shocked. This was different from what he thought. Shouldn’t these people be carelessly following the path of Shaolin Temple to move forward? For many years, bandits have done this.

On the headquarters, a small team of monks were escorted to him every once in a while. After the Song army cleared Songshan, they could already surrounded Shaoshi Mountain, the old nest of Shaolin Temple. From the time to the present, the Song army carefully searched one ditches, one ditches, one hilltop and one hilltop, and did not miss any ambush. From approaching Shaoshi Mountain to the present, they really took out the monk's team.

No one underestimated these monks. Although they were all frozen and lost a lot of combat power, from a military perspective, those who could be sent out to fight alone were all elites. The Song army immediately interrogated these elites. Originally, they thought the monks would be extremely determined, but unexpectedly, after a few guns were placed, some monks confessed.

The headquarters did not care about the Shaolin Temple defense plan provided by the monks. The generals who had experienced many battles knew that the execution ability of Shaolin Temple could not produce any exquisite defense. The firepower distribution distance of cold weapons was too short and the lethality was too low. In the eyes of the hot weapons army, their defense line was too primitive. The location of the Sutra Pavilion provided by the monks was what the generals cared about. The Zhao official family focused on the matter, so everyone should do whatever they could.

Master Zhishen in Shaolin Temple has also received news that the Song army easily broke through the outer periphery of Shaoshi Mountain and approached Shaolin Temple. The monks who watched the Song army camp on the hill were frozen all night, but they saw that the Song army camp was extremely quiet and there was no attack.

When Master Zhishen learned that the Song army camp was safe and sound, he felt that he could not wait any longer. Now the Song army controlled the speed of the march. If the Song army accelerated the march, it would take at most one day to rush outside Shaolin Temple. Even if the Song army continued to march so slowly, it would only take two days to reach the outside of Shaolin Temple. At that time, it was too late.

So a monk secretly left the temple and disappeared on the mountain road of Shaoshi Mountain. On the same day, Yang Tiexin received a letter from Master Zhishen. The monk said in the letter that the Shaolin monks spoke wildly and offended the court. However, the monks were only used to being in Songshan and had no intention of rebelling. Now the monks led by Master Zhishen are willing to admit their mistakes and never mention that Songshan is a crazy saying of Shaolin Temple. Later, Shaolin monks hurried to the land they obtained in the Northern Song Dynasty and recited scriptures and worshipped Buddha, hoping that the official army could let Shaolin go.

After reading this letter, Yang Tiexin couldn't help but sneer, and then handed the letter to other generals. After the generals squeezed together, some people had already cursed, "These thieves knew to beg for mercy at this time. They never thought about how much money the imperial court spent for this battle. It was not worth the money by selling all the Shaolin Temple as pork."

Tens of thousands of people in the concentration camp need to eat and drink according to the minimum standards when the troops stayed behind. The food of the combat troops was much higher than that standard. Two meat and vegetables, two vegetarian dishes, one cold dishes, one broth, and one porridge. After eating, there were one or two fruits to drive them away. In order to completely annihilate the thiefs in Shaolin Temple, the court sent 100,000 troops to encircle and suppress them. Just because they gave up fighting because of a letter, the general who dared to make such a decision would probably be immediately removed.

After Yang Congrong waited for everyone to read the letter, he discussed a few words and told the monk who sent the letter, "Go back and tell this...Zhishen Monk, come out and surrender obediently, we will not kill the prisoners."

The monk sent the letter to the monk no longer considered himself as the overlord of Songshan not long ago. After hearing the answer, he immediately knelt down and begged, "Master, we know we are wrong. I hope the master will give you a way out."

"You have already given you a way out. Come out and surrender. We will not kill the prisoners. As for whether you want to accompany someone, you will continue to be a hero in Shaolin Temple. Don't even think about this."

Seeing that no matter how much begged, the monk who reported the news had to rush back. The Song army continued to move forward, and at noon the next day, he finally approached the gate of Shaolin Temple.

The representative of the war faction, Master Zhikong, saw that the Song army had not encountered any attacks, began to suspect that the three or four hundred monks sent out had fled because of fear, otherwise it would have to be effective. However, at this time, the official army had already arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple. Master Zhikong discovered that the three or four thousand monks in Shaolin Temple could at most defend the temple. Not to mention Songshan, they could not even defend Shaoshishan.

Seeing that the official army gathered troops at the door and was about to rush into the temple, Master Zhikong gritted his teeth and went outside the door under the gaze of monks of all sizes. Not long after, Song cavalry came out of the array and arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple, and shouted to Zhikong and others: "Listen, you monks, we are troops from the Yinshan War Zone of the Song Dynasty. This time we are here to arrest you and send you to Kaifeng for trial. If you surrender obediently, you will be spared."

Although the monks were shocked by the majestic military appearance of the Song army outside, they could not lose at this time. Before the great monk Zhikong could speak, Yuan Zhen next to him said angrily: "Didn't your official army just rely on the large number of people to bully our Shaolin Temple? If you have the courage, you will send someone to fight one-on-one. If we lose, it will not be too late to surrender."

Seeing that the monks were like this, the correspondent here turned their horses and returned to the Song army formation. He retelled the monks' words to Yang Tiexin. The correspondent felt that he could immediately hear Commander Yang Tiexin's order to use cannons to shower Shaolin Temple.

Yang Tiexin did not speak immediately. He thought for a while before he said to the correspondent: "Tell the monks of Shaolin Temple that we sent 301 people and asked them to send 301 people too. Everyone will fight alone to see if it is the so-called Shaolin Temple in Shaolin that has won the so-called Tianwugong, or our official army can win."

The correspondent was stunned immediately. Yang Tiexin waved his hand and said, "Just tell the monks of Shaolin Temple like this."

The correspondent left on a horse, and the chief of staff next to him immediately asked, "Commander, it's not appropriate to do this."

"What's wrong? Do you think the monk martial arts in Shaolin Temple is more powerful than us?" Yang Tiexin said confidently.

The chief of staff said anxiously: "The world's martial arts are coming from Shaolin. And how can we use gambling to win or lose when we fight?"

Yang Tiexin shook his head slightly, and before Yang Tiexin could speak, the political commissar said, "I think this is okay. Shaolin Temple regards itself as a martial arts master of the world, and after our army completely dealt with them, no one will be careless again."

When the Chief of Staff saw that the political commissar agreed with the commander's strange ideas, there was no way. In the army, the commander and the political commissar were the two leaders. The Chief of Staff was only one of the members of the society. Then the Chief of Staff could only order the troops to start selecting personnel.

On this side, Master Zhikong was stunned when he learned that the Song army was willing to fight with the monks of Shaolin Temple. The monk Shaolin felt that he was sure to win. However, it was very strange to choose 301 people. Both sides simply sent people to discuss the specific content of the bet. The Song army gave an explanation. If a few people fought, there would always be various accidents. Each side gave 301 people, and the 301 battles proved the strength of both sides.

Finally, the Song Jun also made a suggestion that if Shaolin Temple thinks that their people can fight, they can also give 301 people each and carry out a wheel battle. That is, one person fights until he is defeated, and the 301 people on which side loses first, the other side will be considered losing.

The monks felt a little relieved when they saw that the Song army did not attack immediately. Master Zhikong felt that he had finally found a chance for Shaolin Temple, so he was naturally unwilling to discuss anything. The envoy sent by Master Zhishen brought back the request to surrender unconditionally in Shaolin Temple. Although he did not believe that the government army would really be trustworthy, he felt that at least he had to defeat the government army's aura.

Neither side objected, so the bet was established. At this time, Master Zhishen had already understood that the team of monks sent out were killed by the official army without even hurting the official army's Mao. He felt regretful that many monks there were actually very good at fighting.

The next morning, Shaolin Temple and the Song army agreed on a fighting venue. It was in the middle of two hillsides outside Shaolin Temple. The ground there was soon rammed with earth as a battlefield for fighting. That night, a few extreme monks from Shaolin Temple went to sneak attack the Song army camp, but the landmines laid by the Song army made the monks bloody and bloody. Seeing that the Song army was so strict and the extremes were all injured and killed in the attack, they could no longer make enough noises, the 301 big bet officially kicked off on the morning of the third day.

When the Song Dynasty had a movie, hundreds of movies with this gambling theme were released in a hundred years. In the early days, they were relatively primitive and tried to restore the scenes at that time. In the later period, various spoofs began to appear in the gambling arena.

For example, before the gambling battle began, a beautiful nun stepped onto the brightly lit battle stage in calfskin high heels, shouting to the Song army's stands: "Friends of Song army, how are you?" The war drums rumbled on the seat of the Song army, and the sounds were filled with people.

Then the nun turned to the Shaolin Temple and asked loudly: "Friends from Shaolin Temple, how are you?"

The monks in Shaolin Temple blew the trumpet, beat the scriptures and drums, and rang the big bells. As the wooden hammers that hit the bell, were several monks who practiced the bronze man's method and the iron-headed ritual.

After the beautiful nun started to warm up the scene, he walked to the center of the fighting platform made of stone with enchanting steps, surrounded by exquisite stone pillars and reliefs. "Today is a good day. We will see who is the best in the world. Whether it is the Shaolin Temple monk who has been passed down for thousands of years, or the invincible Zhao Guan family's army. Whoever wins can inherit this great name. All handsome guys, whether they are short or lacking hair, will do their best here. Let us bless them."

As the words were spoken, a team of girls wearing long boots and cool clothes rushed to the stage and had a hot dance. The opening dance ended, and the personnel from both sides boarded the gorgeous stage. In the hot summer, the battle began.

In fact, at the beginning of November 1, 333, when the gambling battle began, neither Song Jun nor Shaolin Temple monks were excited. The cold wind made everyone too lazy to even speak. Song Jun also had a long cotton coat with standard equipment. The monks could only wrap themselves in quilts.

Shaolin monks were confident in their strength. In these 301 battles, each person could only go on one-on-one bets. The first thing they played was fist and foot skills, and the people on both sides were on the slope. The Song army was better. The officers asked everyone to sit down according to the queue, and their legs had to be leaned against their comrades, and they had some support between each other. So they could see. Shaolin monks had never conducted various queue training, let alone training to stay on the hillside. Everyone wanted to find a comfortable position to stand, but instead you pushed me and I squeezed you into chaos.

Some people saw people on both sides standing face to face and salute each other as required by the referee. Then they started looking around because they were uncomfortable standing. Less than half a minute later, they turned their heads and looked down, but they saw that the monk from Shaolin Temple had fallen to the ground and rolled in pain. They were obviously defeated.

The Song army and Shaolin Temple agreed before that once one side was knocked down, they would count twenty times and could not get up within twenty times, even if they lost. The Shaolin Temple monk who was the first to appear endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, barely stood up when he counted eighteen. The two sides continued to fight again. However, the Song army's boxer quickly moved horizontally, and another thrust had already reached the monk. Then the Shaolin Temple monk was punched heavily on his lower abdomen. The monk bent down, covered his stomach, and slowly fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!