Chapter Thirteen: Uprising
Half an hour later, Cao Cao, Xiahou Yuan, Xiahou Dun and others led the cavalry back with Xise on their faces. One of the cavalry raised his spear high with a head inserted on it.
"Bo Cai is an extraordinary soul-refining powerhouse. Unexpectedly, he ran out of oil and blocked us more than a dozen moves! We were really lucky this time, Miao Cai. If you hadn't slashed Bo Cai's head with a sudden knife just now, we would probably have to work a little more!" Xiahou Dun laughed.
Several people were talking and laughing, and were in a good mood. However, when they came back and saw Cao Hong's embarrassing look, they were shocked. Cao Cao quickly flew off the horse and came to Cao Hong's side. He swept his powerful spiritual power and found that his arms were burned by the scorching fire. He could recover after applying medicine for a while. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zi Lian, what's going on? Have you encountered any powerful enemies?" Cao Cao asked.
Cao Hong looked ashamed and did not hide it. He told what happened just now. Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan and Cao Ren looked at each other, but he did not expect that Cao Hong was so unlucky that he met a Yellow Turban Captain, who was actually a strong man with far superior strength.
"The other party is at least a warrior who practices the ninth level of strength! I am not guilty of defeat this time, but it's a pity that such a hero actually fell into the Yellow Turban bandits and could not serve the Han Dynasty!" Cao Hong said.
Xiahou Dun asked: "Meng De, do we want to pursue? The other party will definitely not go far with a bunch of Yellow Turban soldiers. We can still catch up when we chase them now!"
Several people watched Cao Cao make his decision. Cao Cao shook his head slightly and said, "No need to chase him. According to Zi Lian, the other party is strong and has no intention of surrendering to us for the time being. If you chase him, you will only have a conflict with the other party and both lose money! We have made great contributions to killing Bo, so there is no need to chase a Yellow Turban Captain!"
When the four people heard this, they nodded, and ran towards Changshe City with Bocai's head and the captive Yellow Turban soldiers.
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In the dim night, Gao Cheng rode the snatched war horse, carefully avoiding the bushes and thorns on the road and the uneven potholes. Soon after, he caught up with the team ahead.
"Young Master, aren't you injured?" Gao Tai saw him return, and his face showed joy. He quickly looked up and down and asked with concern.
Gao Cheng smiled and said, "Uncle Gao, don't worry, I have repelled the official cavalry, and the other party should not chase after him again!"
Xi Zhicai and Wu Ding, who was leading the way, also came over and breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. The three hundred soldiers, who were already on the verge of collapse, could no longer hold on, and regardless of where they were around, they sat half on the ground.
At this time, Xi Zhicai suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Ding, with a faint expression and said softly: "Person Wu, I want to ask you if you can borrow something, but I wonder if it can be convenient?"
Wu Ding was slightly stunned. He had never known each other, but it was fate that he could escape from the camp side by side today. He laughed and said in a pretentious manner: "All brothers fighting side by side. If there is any inconvenience, as long as it is something I have now, just speak up!"
Wu Ding now only had a spear and a sword he picked up when he ran away. In addition, the money he received from plundering villages and forts before was left in the camp and was not brought out, otherwise he would not have pretended to be so generous.
Xi Zhicai said, "Okay! Then let's borrow the head of Wu Ziwei!"
"What?" Wu Ding was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out what was going on, a sword-making light appeared in front of him. With a puff, blood splattered, and consciousness fell into darkness. His body shook slightly and fell to the ground.
"Person Wu!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Chen immediately grabbed the weapons beside him and stood up, showing an angry look.
Xi Zhicai laughed and suddenly burst out all his energy, which made his body unable to bear it. He couldn't help coughing twice. After discovering Wu Ding, he secretly found a long sword to avenge his tragically dead fiancee's family.
But I had not escaped from danger just now and needed to unite and escaped. So I had been patient and did not take action. Now I was free from danger, and immediately started to rise up, mobilizing my spiritual power to influence the other party's judgment, and finally killed the enemy with one sword.
"Zhang Chen stop!" Gao Cheng shouted quickly, stopping the other party from taking action.
Zhang Chen was a little puzzled. He didn't know the grudge between Xi Zhicai and Wu Ding, so he was a little confused. However, he did not dare to disobey Gao Cheng's orders and did not continue to take action.
Gao Cheng sighed slightly and glanced at the corpse on the ground. He had no friendship with Wu Ding, and he was preparing to leave the Yellow Turbans and go to Guangling. He would inevitably part ways with him. Maybe there would be a conflict at that time. Now Xi Zhicai took action to kill him, and he had less effort.
At this time, Gao Tai came to Zhang Chen's side, and said the hatred between Xi Zhicai and Wu Ding in a simple way. Zhang Chen suddenly realized, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant. It turned out to be avenging his relatives. It seemed that Wu Ding died was not unjust.
After Wu Ding was killed, the more than 200 soldiers he brought out had a commotion, but it was quickly calmed down. Many of the Yellow Turban soldiers were brought in. They were not believers of Taipingdao. After Shangguan was killed, they were even more likely to scatter, rather than turning around to avenge Shangguan.
Xi Zhicai threw the long sword in his hand to the ground and bowed to Gao Cheng. He knew that he would definitely not be able to hide it from Gao Cheng when he was about to take action, but the other party did not stop him from taking revenge. This was a big favor.
After a while, everyone continued to move eastward. On the way, they occasionally encountered some yellow-turban soldiers. Gao Cheng did not gather them, but took everyone to a hidden place to rest.
While everyone was resting, Gao Cheng came to a corner alone, secretly checked his harvest, came out of the Yellow Turban Camp, and killed many generals of the school lieutenant along the way, each with a lot of destiny. This time the harvest may be even greater than the harvest in the Legend of the Condor Heroes.
"Host: Gao Cheng (Health)
Realm: Soul-raising realm 3/Strength training realm 5
Practice: The Empty Sutra (third level: vision, touch, hearing strengthening), Nine Yin Bone Forging (Fifth level: increase the strength of 2,800 kilograms, increase the qualification of 50%, intermediate steel and iron bones). Nine Yang Divine Ability (the seventh level has nine layers in total. After the nine layers are perfect, it can be refined into Nine Yang Gang Qi, possess the Vajra indestructible, the hundred poisons are not invaded, the internal energy is ultimately restored, and proficient in the world's martial arts)
Martial arts: Basic bow and arrow (proficient), Spiral Nine Shadows (2nd level), Yang Family Gunning Technique (proficient), Flying Immortal Sword Technique (Master), Soul Transfer Technique (Introduction)
Destiny point: 47635”
More than 40,000 destiny points! Gao Cheng was happy in his heart. When he fled the camp, he did not think about how to get the power of destiny. He was completely the only one who wanted to gather the defeated soldiers and defeated soldiers. He was blind and rushed to his eyes and died repeatedly.
Chapter completed!