In the distance behind, Gao Cheng thought it was not good. His three hundred subordinates had just escaped from the camp and were exhausted and could not walk too fast. If the cavalry under Cao Cao chased and killed the Yellow Turban soldiers and came here, they would be easily found.

However, the more worried about something, what would happen. Gao Cheng soon saw a man wearing fish scale armor holding a long spear, leading five hundred cavalry to bombard him, and his horse's hooves were like thunder, trampling on the earth, and a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers were killed and screamed in pain.

These people had just escaped from the camp by chance, but were ambushed by officers and soldiers. Many Yellow Turban soldiers could not withstand the repeated blows and knelt down and begged for mercy.

Cao Hong laughed loudly, and divided a hundred cavalry to guard the soldiers begging for mercy, and then continued to pursue them with four hundred cavalry. Because the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers had collapsed, they did not encounter any resistance along the way. These people only knew how to escape and let the Han cavalry catch up from behind and were stabbed to the ground with a spear.

"Well? There is a team of defeated soldiers there! It seems that they are still a Yellow Turban Captain. God really made me make me a contribution!" Cao Hong showed joy on his face. It was also a great contribution to being able to capture and kill a Yellow Turban Captain. He immediately took his cavalry to slightly adjust the direction and chase Gao Cheng and others who had not yet entered the path.

"You guys go first, I'll cut the back behind!"

Gao Cheng drew out his long sword and did not let others stay. Now, except for Wu Ding, he still has some strength, including Gao Tai and Zhang Chen, who are about to exhaust their physical strength, will only end up being massacred against the elite cavalry of Shangguan Army.

Gao Cheng himself is still at the peak of his strength, and he is still sure to stop the hunt of these cavalry by relying on the terrain! Fortunately, Cao Cao, Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan did not come. If these three masters who reached the level of refining the Gang, Gao Cheng would only lead Gao Tai, Gao Ying and Xi Zhicai and others to escape.

Xi Zhicai turned around and left after hearing this. He knew that Gao Cheng's strength would never die at the hands of the official cavalry. Gao Tai glanced at Gao Cheng with concern, and knew the importance in his heart. He hugged Gao Ying and walked into the narrow path.

The trail is surrounded by bushes and leads to the dark hillside forests. As long as you enter the trail, the government troops behind will not be able to chase after them. If the cavalry loses their war horses, their strength will inevitably drop by more than half.

"Yellow Turban Thief, die for me!" Cao Hong rode his horse, and stabbed forward with a long spear in his hand. His movements were very smooth. The long spear tear apart the air to form a wave of air on both sides. A breath came out from the blade of the long spear, and the scorching edge was extremely dazzling.

He had already cultivated the Yitian Chiyang Technique, which was passed down by the Cao family, to the eighth level of the Ruyi Realm of the Power Training Realm, and accumulated a huge amount of energy in his body, and could easily attach the energy to the weapons. The energy emitted could penetrate several layers of heavy armor. In addition, this energy was mixed with hot fire.

As long as the qi light is swept over, the warriors who have practiced to the ninth level of training will not be able to withstand the fire power raging in their bodies.

Seeing this, Gao Cheng felt a trembling heart, and secretly circulated the Nine Yang true energy. The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed forward. The sharp and domineering sword momentum covered the surrounding space. The Nine Yang true energy formed a sword-making energy and roared out. With a bang, it collided with the opponent's long spear, making a dull sound.

After swinging away the opponent's sharp blow, Gao Cheng did not give Cao Hong a chance to react. He turned his steps and used the spiral Nine Shadows to split the phantom to confuse the opponent. Then he came to his side to perform the Flying Fairy Sword Technique again, stabbing Cao Hong's throat with a swish.

"What a thief!"

Cao Hong didn't expect that the other party could block his full-strength attack with just a long sword. His face changed suddenly. He felt a sharp edge coming from beside him. He subconsciously bent down and dodged, and then swept out the long spear and made a sound in the air. The hot fire power was like a fire dragon attached to the long spear to prevent the other party from approaching again.

Gao Cheng's brows moved, and the sword on the battlefield was indeed limited. He moved his footsteps and walked past Cao Hong to the cavalry team behind him. The sword energy flashed, and the heads of more than a dozen cavalrymen flew high.

Then he snatched the spear from a corpse, flew to the masterless war horse, and used a white snake spitting out a trick from the Yang family's gunshot technique. The iron spear in his hand seemed to turn into a poisonous python that devoured people, piercing Cao Hong with a fierce wind.

"Die!" Gao Cheng shouted softly.

Boom, Cao Hong waved his long spear to resist, but felt an extremely powerful energy surge. The long spear in his hand was instantly shocked, and his two arms seemed to be burned by flames, unable to exert their strength.

Gao Cheng used the Nine Yang True Qi, and his true strength was comparable to that of a warrior who practiced the nine levels. In less than a blink of an eye, he blocked, drew his sword, snatched the horse, and stabbed with a spear, and Cao Hong was in an absolute disadvantage in an instant.

"Come and save me!" Cao Hong screamed in panic. Seeing the spear in the other party's hand roaring again, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he quickly rolled off the horse. With a puff, his mount neighed with a thunderous sound, and was pierced by a spear, and fell to the side with a thunderous sound. Gao Cheng did not continue to attack, shook the blood on the spear, and saw more than 300 cavalry rushing towards him, protecting Cao Hong, knowing that he would not be able to kill his opponent this time.

"It's a pity that this man has the strength of the eighth level of training. He failed to kill his opponent but lost a large amount of fate points to account for! If I could practice the Yang family's gunshot technique to the level of a master, this man would never have a chance to escape!"

It was a pity that Gao Cheng arrived secretly. He glanced at him and saw that his subordinates had already entered the path and walked very far. He pulled the reins and turned his head to slowly leave towards the path.

Cao Hong pushed away the guard who protected him, stood up, and suddenly smashed his helmet to the ground, his face turned blue and white. This time, he was a big ugly. Not only did he fail to make a contribution, but he was also beaten by a Yellow Turban Captain and almost died. If it weren't for the protection of three or four hundred cavalry, this time it would be really dangerous.

He looked at Gao Cheng's slowly leaving figure, suddenly stopped the pursuit of the cavalry under his command, and shouted loudly: "Your cultivation is high, Cao Hong admires you! However, the Yellow Turban thieves are about to perish. Why don't you give up secretly and serve the court? My general is Cao Cao, the cavalry commander, if you want, I am willing to recommend it!"

Cao Hong is not a person who cannot afford to lose. Although he was defeated by the other party this time, he was convinced by the defeat and felt that this person's strength was not inferior to his brother Cao Ren. Such a talent could grow into an extraordinary general in the realm of refining the Gang in time.

As a child of a noble family, Cao Hong naturally has the grace. After realizing the other party's strength and potential, he immediately spoke out to replace Cao Cao to recruit him. If the other party could surrender to the Cao family, he would definitely be valued by his subordinate Cao Cao.

"Cao Hong, Cao Zilian? No wonder he has such strength. When he grows up in the future, he will definitely be another extraordinary general!"

Gao Cheng, who had gradually walked away, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Cao Hong, secretly rejoicing that fortunately, he didn't kill the other party just now. If Cao Hong was really killed, he would become mortal enemies with Cao and Xiahou. When Cao Cao, Xiahou Yuan and others return, they will definitely chase him all the way and kill him.
Chapter completed!