At this time, Gao Ying's voice came from outside the camp. It turned out that Gao Tai returned from Du Bo Wu. After entering the camp, Gao Cheng saw that there was a long waist card and a leather armor in his hand.

"Wu Du Bo originally had more than a hundred soldiers under his command, but he had suffered heavy casualties with the officers and soldiers a few days ago. Now he is not even complete with the commanders and sergeants! He is preparing to recruit soldiers among the refugees in the camp. Now I only have the name of the commander, and my soldiers under my command have to recruit themselves!"

Gao Tai frowned and said, his face a little bad. He continued, "But Wu promised that as long as I recruit soldiers, he would give me twenty spears, a long bow and two shields!"

He originally thought that after becoming a leader, he would be able to protect Gao Cheng and Gao Ying. Who would have thought that this would happen?

Gao Cheng was not dissatisfied at all when he heard these things, but instead laughed.

He said, "Uncle Gao, this is a good opportunity! As long as we have weapons and food in our hands, we can attract dozens of strong people in the camp by just a little turn. If these people are well trained, they will only obey our orders. When we have the opportunity to leave the Yellow Turban Army, these people can still be regarded as family generals. How can we refuse such a good thing?"

Gao Tai thought about it and immediately smiled, "It's still my best friend who thinks carefully, but I'm not thinking about it!"

"By the way, where is the promised stake that Wu Dubo promised? Have you given it?" Gao Cheng asked.

Compared with this technique, equipment such as spears, bows and arrows are nothing. This technique is the key to the three of them gaining a foothold in the Yellow Turban Army.

Gao Tai nodded, took out a silk piece of silk from his arms, and said, "This is the secret to practicing Linshenggong. I heard from Wu Du Bo that this technique can increase the power of 300 kilograms when practicing this technique to the third level!"

The increase of 300 kilograms? Gao Cheng's spirit was shocked. The increase in the strength of the body refining flow technique was indeed an immediate effect on the practitioner's strength. In terms of Gao Tai, he had just practiced some basic fists and feet, was strong, and had some skills in hunting and collecting herbs. With his bravery of fearlessness, he was brave among ordinary people.

With his strength, he can fight with ordinary soldiers on the battlefield. Once he meets an opponent with body refining skills, it will be bad. If someone slashes him with one knife, he can't bear the crush of hundreds of kilograms of force.

Including that there are still three days left today, the Yellow Turban Army will set off its camp and will fight with the Han soldiers at any time. Gao Cheng and Gao Tai must make preparations during these two days.

Gao Cheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, took the silk, and looked carefully. There were three movement maps on the silk, and three simple boxing techniques to practice with the map.

"Inner strength! Breeding strength! Strengthening tendons! The three actions of the stance practice correspond to these three realms, which can enhance the strength of the practitioner. If you can cultivate to the stubborn realm and have hundreds of kilograms of strength, you can at least be a master in the Yellow Turban Army!" Gao Cheng said in surprise.

Gao Tai also smiled on his face. The power training realm of the body refining flow is as big as the soul nourishing realm of the spirit refining flow. The first three levels of the practice are practiced in the stance. After practicing, the two of them have more ways to save their lives on the battlefield.

After Gao Cheng absorbed the residual soul of the original body and reached the first level of the Soul-raising Realm, his soul power increased a lot, and his memory and understanding increased accordingly. He quickly printed the techniques recorded on the silk in his mind.

"Uncle Gao, this technique is something that Uncle Wu gave you, so you can keep it! You and Xiaoying practice well." After Gao Cheng wrote down the technique, he returned the silk to Gao Tai.

"Can Xiaoying practice too?" Gao Tai was stunned. You must know that the class level in this world is very strict. As a general of the Gao family, whether it is his own life or his children, he belongs to the private property of the Gao family. The practice of the Taishou he promised to Wu Dubo's conditions was also a thing of the Gao family.

If Gao Cheng was willing to pass on the Pure Body to him, it would be a reward, and no one could say anything even if he didn't teach it. Gao Ying was just a maid in the Gao family, and her status was very low. She was actually qualified to practice the Pure Body?

Then Gao Tai reacted and said gratefully: "Young Master, I thank you for Xiaoying!"

Gao Ying was thin and had practiced the function of stakes to enhance her physique. In this way, when the Yellow Turban Army set out, the thin little girl had more hope of living.

The two then discussed and decided to recruit more than a dozen strong soldiers from the Yellow Turban Camp tomorrow morning. Although they had no military pay, they could get some food and grass every day. For these few bites of food, there were many strong soldiers who were willing to become warriors.

The next day, early morning.

A faint breeze blew away a lot of the filthy air in the camp.

Gao Cheng, Gao Tai and Gao Ying stood in front of the tent. The news that Gao Ying recruited soldiers through several women and children he knew spread overnight, so nearly a hundred people stood around the tent at this time. These people were unkempt and mostly old, weak, sick and disabled nearby, and some wounded soldiers mixed in.

"Master Gao, I used to be a warrior under the command of Captain Zhao. I went to the battle to kill five enemies three times. Now, although I have injuries on my body, I can continue to kill the enemy. Please include it by Master Gao!" A man whose left arm was cut off shouted loudly.

"Sir, I can also go to the battlefield to kill people, and I will also invite you to give me a bite of food!"

Others also shouted, and many gray-haired elderly and teenagers followed. These people had been hungry for several days without food. When they heard that they had the opportunity to get food, they were very excited. The Yellow Turban Camp was originally dead, but at this time a little wave appeared in a corner of the camp.

The news of recruiting soldiers did not spread too far, otherwise more than one hundred people would have come.

Gao Cheng felt relieved when he saw that there were a lot of energy in the crowd. Fortunately, the Yellow Turban Army did not immediately recruit soldiers to supplement the losses after the battle four days ago, so that the camp still retained sufficient troops. However, according to Gao Tai, the Yellow Turban Army would immediately replenish troops, and they must take advantage of the energy and sufficient energy to quickly start.

Seeing that these people were about to lose control, Gao Cheng stepped forward and shouted coldly: "It's all quiet, whoever is noisy will leave me!"

A flash of light in his eyes, and his powerful soul made him feel a different temperament. These refugees looked up and looked at him, and then subconsciously lowered their heads. Nearly a hundred people around him became much quieter by Gao Cheng's cold shout.

"This time, soldiers are recruited, and those with strong health are given priority. As for the elderly, women, children and injured brothers, please forgive me."

As soon as Gao Cheng said that these hungry old men with pale faces and skinny skinny faces and disabled wounded soldiers showed disappointment in their eyes. Without food, they were likely to not be able to hold on the day when the army was pulled into the camp.
Chapter completed!