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Chapter 815 The pride of Daqingshan people

I saw so many monk soldiers suddenly appearing on the street.

"The temple monk soldiers are all provided with the best food and the most rigorous training. Once upon a time, this country's army also invited monk soldiers to be trained and put into the army. Any monk soldier can join the army.

As an instructor." Gao Yuanqing said in a deep voice, and then added: "Some dignitaries went abroad to visit, and there were also monk soldiers around them."

"It seems that this temple is the state religion of the country of India. Those who are high up can participate in the temple and discuss world affairs, while down below they can mingle with the secular world and rob families and homes." Li Yang laughed.

"Mr. Li's conclusion is correct." Gao Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, glanced at the monk soldiers who had quickly arrived at the door of the manor, and said in a deep voice: "For the home battle, they mobilized 60,000 monk soldiers at one time. It seems they know that we are

Thirty thousand people came to Daqingshan and planned to suppress our Daqingshan forcefully."

"Yes, if we put it in the country, all the 400,000 Daqingshan people can fight. They can't even get out of the temple and they will be destroyed." Li Yang said calmly, but there was no timidity on his face. The 60,000 people should be

The upper limit of what they can send out.

After all, face is still important.

Daqingshan came to 30,000 people, but they really turned out to be 100,000 people. How can this country that claims to be a big country still have the face to clamor for it in other countries?

Sure enough, 30,000 people quickly walked out and rushed directly into the courtyard. It was said to be a courtyard, but in fact it was integrated with the street.

When the monk soldiers entered, they immediately met the Daqingshan people who were waiting for work, and the two sides met face to face.

There was no words from both sides, it was a fight, just fight!

Soon there was an earth-shaking commotion below. Daqingshan people came out one after another. They were worthy of being the source of soldiers. They were all carefully selected elites when they came to a foreign country. They knew their missions before coming. Everyone at home.

It's settled well, and it will definitely not disgrace the reputation of our ancestors and hometown.

Each and every one of them can be said to be fighting with all their heart and without the slightest hint of timidity.

At this moment, they are more determined than the so-called temple fanatics, with more concentrated mental power, overwhelming fighting spirit, and bloody blood.

Especially when Guo Sanqian personally leads the team, Guojiazhuang is indeed the sharp edge of Daqingshan.

As soon as they came up, they launched an overwhelming push against these monk soldiers, marching out of the courtyard and engaging in hand-to-hand combat on the entire street.

The entire battle process fell into the eyes of both sides.

Yes, there are people coming from the temple. Standing on the top floor of a manor not far away are a dozen bald old monks. The monk standing in the center is almost fifty years old, tall and tall, with shining eyes.

The flickering, separated by thousands of meters, did not seem to affect his viewing.

"Deputy host, the people in Da Qingshan are very capable in fighting. Why don't we all press forward?" An old monk next to him said respectfully. The temple has one chief, two assistants and three presiding officers, as well as twelve guardians and thirty-two generals.

One hundred and eight Arhats.

What is known is that all one hundred and eight Arhats are masters of dark energy.

As for whether the Twelve Protectors and the Thirty-Two Generals are all masters, many of us don't know.

I'm afraid you know that there are only three presiding officers, one chief, two deputies.

Even if they are not all grandmasters, the number of known masters and dark powerhouses in the temple is beyond the reach of many top forces. This is the power and mystery of the temple.

"It's interesting to fight slowly like this. You can also see how powerful Daqingshan and the lower levels of our temple are." Master Kong San smiled and nodded slightly: "Daqingshan is indeed a powerful source of troops for the Chinese nation.

Ah, I heard that a few years ago they didn’t even have enough to eat?”

"Yes, Daqingshan has only risen in the past year. Once it rose, it showed great potential and soon became a behemoth in China. According to the results of our investigation, all this is related to the mysterious man

Mr. Li is related." The old monk next to him said solemnly.

"Mr. Li? Is he here?" the hostess muttered. Then when he looked up, his eyes hurt. He confirmed that there was no strong light coming from there.

He immediately understood that he was being watched by the other person's eyes.

"What a powerful person. I was aware of him as soon as I read his name." Host Kong San said in a deep voice.

"Deputy host, you are telling me that Mr. Li discovered us, why didn't we feel anything?" the old monk next to him said in surprise.

"If a random ordinary person on the street thinks of the leader, the leader may not know it, but if the leader of the same big force thinks of the other party, he will be noticed in an instant. No matter your level or power, you are still far from enough."

Host Kong San said in a deep voice, then frowned and said: "According to the information, the other party is only in his twenties?"

"Yes, according to the information that has been detected, the other party is only in his twenties." The old monk next to him said.

"It's strange. Is the martial arts in China so powerful? He is only in his twenties, and his sharp eyes just now are as good as those of the old host." Host Kongsan murmured for a while, and finally shook his head,

There is no such thing as overthrowing a young person in martial arts. Even if your talent is amazing, you must first reveal your strength, then hide your strength, and then defeat the master. No matter how fast you are, you will not be in your twenties.

I'm afraid there is some unique martial arts inheritance, it's just some mental specialties.

Master Kong San looked into the distance again. The battle between the monk soldiers and the Daqingshan people there had entered an incandescent state from the beginning. Later, the temple side once again pressed 10,000 people, and it was only then that the decadent situation was restored.

"Da Qingshan now has a population of 400,000. Even if you exclude the old and weak women, there are still 200,000 men. If these 200,000 are released to any country, just relying on cold weapons such as fists and feet, I am afraid that no country in the world can resist it.

You can't resist such a strong horizontal push." ​​Master Kong San sighed lightly, knowing that the monk soldiers were still not as good as the Daqingshan people.

"The country of China is famous for its strong will to fight, and its army's combat power is sweeping across the world. No one can match it. This Daqingshan Mountain is the only complete source of troops for the country of China. Fortunately, the country of China only has one source of troops.

, if there are ten or eight like Daqingshan, I am afraid that they can defeat the ground troops of all countries in the world with their army alone." An old monk next to him was also deeply shocked. The 60,000 monk soldiers were their maintenance.

In such a large country, the most powerful force guarding the temple is. Although there are tens of thousands of monk soldiers, they are not as powerful as these 60,000 monk soldiers.

Temple monk soldiers are trained using martial arts methods. Orphans are selected for training from a young age. They have a strong will to fight and have no burden in their hearts. They only respect the honor of the temple. It takes time and resources to cultivate. Even if the temple is powerful,

There aren't many monk soldiers left.

Such a tyrannical monk soldier was beaten back steadily. They were numerically superior and could not defeat the Daqingshan people who were rushing across the country.

This made them sigh in their hearts, but they couldn't help but be full of respect for Daqingshan. They were also opponents, and Daqingshan's performance also made them have to respect Daqingshan.

"Press them all up, 60,000 against 30,000, we should be able to suppress them." Master Kong San said expressionlessly. Seeing the monk soldiers being knocked away one after another, there was no wave on his face, as if those people were just ants.

Like a flea, if it dies it will die, if it becomes useless it will become useless.

Soon a signal was sent from the high building, and all the remaining monk soldiers rushed into the Gao family manor. The figures were so densely packed that they looked like a violent flood, pushing in horizontally.


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