Gao Cheng had the Nine Yang True Qi protecting his body, and his arms had thousands of kilograms of powerful force. He did not use any marksmanship at all. After scanning left and right, the bodies of the Yellow Turban soldiers flew around. Gao Tai and Zhang Chen were secretly shocked. Yesterday, Gao Cheng was just a warrior who practiced the third level of strength, but the strength he showed now was like a different person.

Even the coach Huang Shao could not do like him. He could wipe out nearly a hundred Yellow Turban soldiers in just a few moves. Xi Zhicai, who was following everyone, looked as usual. He was a soul-refining cultivator, with very strong mental power and keen senses. When he was talking to Gao Cheng just now, he sensed that his qi and blood were extremely powerful, and he must have outstanding force.

"Zi Ming!"

Just as everyone was leaving quickly, a familiar voice came from not far away. Gao Cheng turned his head and looked. Wu Ding was also preparing to escape with hundreds of his men. When he saw Gao Cheng, he looked happy and hurriedly led his men to come here.

Gao Cheng frowned slightly. He was about to return to Guangling after leaving the Yellow Turban Camp this time. Unexpectedly, Wu Ding took the initiative to approach, which made him more trouble. Another thing to note is that Wu Ding brought people to plunder food and grass and killed Xi Zhicai's fiancée's family. This is an irreconcilable hatred!

However, at this time, one more person will be more powerful. Gao Cheng was not sure to take everyone to avoid the pursuit of officers and soldiers. With hundreds of Wu Ding's people, maybe when they encounter danger, they can distract some of the enemy's attention.

He simply stopped in place and waited for Wu Ding to catch up. The hundreds of people under Wu Ding looked panicked and their strength was not very good. Gao Cheng asked, "Brother Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Ding took a breath and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's nothing serious. I didn't expect that there were also soul refining masters among the officers and soldiers. They actually used the Tianhuo to burn the camp and almost burned me to death!"

Xi Zhicai's eyes suddenly became sharp, hiding a murderous intent. He clenched his fists and then stretched out his eyes, and his eyes became calm. It seemed that he had never seen Wu Ding before.

When the two of them were talking, the two sides formed a group of troops and instantly turned into a seemingly huge team. They ran wildly outside while talking. The Yellow Turban soldiers who had already collapsed along the way did not dare to stand in front and made way.

"Which coach are you from Qu? Stop me!" A Yellow Turban Captain who was gathering defeated soldiers in the distance saw a team of hundreds of people. His eyes lit up and shouted from afar, wanting to incorporate the troops.

Not only this school captain, but many of the school captains in the Yellow Turban camp who escaped from the attack of the Tianhuo Meteor were trying their best to gather their soldiers and put out the flames. If the chaos in the camp could be calmed down and the troops of other people were merged, they might have a higher position in the Yellow Turban army and receive a reward from higher-level practice techniques.

"Zi Ming, what should I do? Huang Qu Shuai is not sure about it now. This Yellow Turban Captain looks strong. He is preparing to incorporate us!" Wu Ding whispered.

Gao Cheng's ears suddenly moved, and he heard a dull sound like thunder from afar. His face suddenly changed wildly, and he said, "No, the official cavalry has already been dispatched and will rush into the camp immediately. We must speed up!"

Everyone's face turned pale when they heard this, and they quickly accelerated their pace, just pretending that they had not heard the voice of the Yellow Turban Captain, they ran desperately, trying to come to a safe place before the officers and soldiers broke through the camp.

"I'm calling you, didn't you hear me?" The Yellow Turban Captain in the distance found that he was being ignored, and immediately became furious. He rushed towards him with a spear. His strength had reached the sixth level of training, and he had cultivated into a steel and iron body, with some strength.

Now the great man's iron cavalry will immediately rush into the camp. Gao Cheng had no time to entangle with the Yellow Turban Captain. His murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his right iron spear threw out with a silence.

Driven by powerful force, the iron spear roared like lightning, and instantly hit the captain's body. With a puff, the iron spear broke through the iron armor and the opponent's steel and iron bones, and burst out a hole in his chest.

"What a strong power!" Wu Ding was startled and couldn't help looking at Gao Cheng with admiration, thinking that he had deliberately hidden his strength before.

Without the entanglement of others, Gao Cheng and everyone accelerated their pace. They saw the edge of the camp from afar. As long as they left the camp, they could temporarily avoid the official cavalry.

Boom! I saw a torrent of torrents rushing into the Yellow Turban Camp, Sun Jian, Huang Gai, Cheng Pu and others acted as vanguards. No one could take their move. The Yellow Turban Warriors who had gradually gathered were stormed by the Sanhe Iron Cavalry before they formed a formation.

In a corner of the camp, Peng Tuo secretly felt sorry for seeing this scene. If he could gather these elite Yellow Turban heroes, he would definitely rise again in the future.

He had a lot of minds. When he saw the Tianhuo meteor bombarding the camp, he knew that the situation was not good. The camp was burned and countless soldiers were in chaos. The officers and soldiers in the city must have all come out. At this time, the army was defeated in a weak way. As the deputy general of the Yellow Turbans, he was the main target of the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

If Peng Tuo dares to go out at this time, he will inevitably be hit hard.

Sun Jian rushed around with four generals, and rushed to wherever he saw a lot of people. Thirty thousand iron cavalry broke through all obstacles. The yellow turban soldiers, shaped like loose sand, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and had no power to fight back at all.

The Yellow Turban Camp stretched for hundreds of miles. Gao Cheng felt even more impatient when he saw the officers and soldiers rushing into the camp. However, there were hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers dragging the officers and soldiers behind him, and everyone would not be in danger for the time being.

There was nothing to say all the way. Half an hour later, everyone finally arrived at the edge of the camp. At this time, the millions of Yellow Turban troops in the camp were more than 600,000, of which more than 400,000 were still wandering around like headless flies, and were constantly attacked and killed by the officers and soldiers.

More than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers had already run out of the camp and rushed into the drowsy night.

Gao Cheng led everyone into the dark road, turned around and looked at the still red Yellow Turban camp, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Along the way out, he killed seven or eight generals of the school lieutenant and rushed to the front to open the way, but many soldiers under his command were still killed or injured, leaving only more than 300 people. These people were also injured and lost the power to continue fighting.

"let's go!"

After leaving Changshe, he could get rid of the Yellow Turban status by just returning to Guangling and not going out to talk nonsense. After all, Yingchuan is thousands of miles away from Guangling. No one would have gone so far to inquire about him.

In the original Three Kingdoms World, a distance of hundreds of miles is the end of the world for ordinary people, and the world he is in is ten times larger than the normal world, and such a long distance is enough to hide all information.

Moreover, Gao Cheng was very low-key and basically did not attract the attention of the officers and soldiers. When he returned to Guangling, who would pay attention to his descendants of the declining family?

The night was dark and Gao Cheng and everyone continued to rush forward. The others were already exhausted and panting, but they were not completely out of danger and were not yet at rest. Gao Tai carried his daughter on his back.

After seeing Wu Ding, Xi Zhicai remained silent and followed everyone silently, forcing his very weak body. His eyes occasionally wandered around Wu Ding's body, and his eyes seemed very calm, as if there were surging waves hidden...

"Hmm? Is there a team of people in front?"
Chapter completed!