Among these cavalrymen and wrestlers, there are a few masters with very strong qi and blood, and it is roughly estimated that they should be samurai with about seven or eight layers of training. Guarded in the center by everyone was a pale man with a faint black smoke all over his body. It looks like the body has been battered.

"It's Bocai!" Gao Cheng suddenly didn't dare to move forward, although the other party consumed a lot of spiritual power and was seriously injured, he was still a powerhouse at the extraordinary level, if he went a little further, maybe he would be discovered.

Three or four thousand troops, plus hundreds of cavalry and a few masters, are enough to crush his three hundred men, if the other party treats himself as a Yellow Turban rout, leaving the Yellow Turban Army and going to Guangling, there will be another twist and turn.

Gao Cheng waved his right hand, and everyone behind him hurriedly stopped. Wu Ding is just a martial artist who doesn't have such good vision, and he hasn't seen the Yellow Turban team in the distance for the time being, he still thinks that there is some danger around, and hurriedly asks in a low voice: "Ziming, what's wrong?"

Gao Cheng said: "There seems to be a rout in front, about three or four thousand people. Let's go slower first, so as not to be forcibly retracted by the other party, without Huang Qushuai and General Peng as backers, if we are retracted, we will definitely become cannon fodder miscellaneous soldiers!"

Wu Ding nodded again and again when he heard this, and said: "Yes, this is the truth, if you become cannon fodder, it will be miserable." ”

At this moment, Xi Zhicai seemed to sense something, and hurriedly glanced at Gao Cheng. Gao Cheng frowned when he saw this, although the other party's combat power was not very good, but his spiritual power was still above him, could it be that he sensed something?

Gao Cheng asked Wu Ding to explore the way in front for the time being, then retreated to the back and asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhicai, could it be that you sense any danger?"

Xi Zhicai's expression was solemn, and he said softly: "I have a bad premonition, there seems to be some danger hidden in front of me, according to my inference, after General Huangfu burns the camp, he will definitely send cavalry to charge the camp to make it difficult for the million yellow turbans to gather, but if you want to achieve full success in this battle, it is indispensable to send some soldiers to ambush the surrounding roads, and when the time comes, you will be able to completely defeat the million yellow turbans!"

From the beginning of his cultivation to the present, he has often encountered danger, and every time he encounters danger, there will be an inexplicable warning in his heart, and this ability seems to be a talent awakened with his cultivation.

When Xi Zhicai was listening to Yingchuan Academy, he learned that this ability was a whim that could only be awakened at the sixth level of soul cultivation, and there was a chance to detect it before the danger came.

Gao Cheng's thoughts turned quickly, he remembered when Cao Cao appeared in the Battle of Changshe? Oh yes, it was to chase and kill Bo Cai, and he also killed Bo Cai and cut off his head.

"According to Xi Zhicai, could it be that Cao Cao is ambushing in front?" Gao Cheng was suddenly awe-inspiring when he thought of this, Cao Cao was the number one overlord in the Three Kingdoms period, although he had not risen yet, but he had gathered the elites of the Cao family and the Xiahou family around him, and the number of generals under his command was no less than that of Sun Jian.

At the thought of such a fierce man hiding in front, Gao Cheng's spirit instantly tensed.

Xi Zhicai said in a low voice: "Fortunately, there are Bocai and three or four thousand Yellow Turban soldiers in front, even if the officers and soldiers have an ambush, they will be targeted on them! Before the officers and soldiers come out, we must immediately change direction!"

Gao Cheng nodded, his eyes swept left and right, and saw that there was a winding path on the right side of this road that stretched into the distance, which seemed to be the road that the people outside the city had traveled to hunt and chop wood.

"Okay, let's go this way!" Gao Cheng suddenly decided. In this team, although he did not have many subordinates, he occupied the main leadership position, and when he escaped from the camp, he lightly killed several martial arts who practiced strength, completely suppressing Wu Ding. Now he made a decision, and no one dared to resist.

He commanded more than 300 of his men to set off towards the side path, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves in his ears, and Gao Cheng immediately looked over and found that Bo Cai and three or four thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were passing through a hillside. Thousands of black-pressed cavalry suddenly appeared on the hillside.

"Kill!"

Calculated or not, thousands of cavalry rushed into the Yellow Turban soldiers below, among which four ironclad generals rushed to the front with horse lances, among the Yellow Turban team, Bo Cai's face was extremely ugly, two of these four generals reached the transcendent realm, when did the transcendent generals become so worthless?

"Let's go!" Bo Cai shouted, forcibly holding back the serious injury on his body from the bombardment of the Heavenly Fire Meteor, and as soon as he pulled the reins, he fled in another direction with hundreds of cavalry and those few Yellow Turban masters who practiced seven or eight layers.

Cao Cao held a long sword in his hand and rushed to the Yellow Turban team, swish, the sword was full of light, killing more than a dozen Yellow Turban soldiers in a row, and he had the strength of nine layers of training.

However, Cao Cao's strongest is soul refining and cultivation, before coming to support Changshe, he broke through the bottleneck and advanced to the extraordinary with the Legalist soul refining method, so the Han court will hand over thousands of elite cavalry to him.

Bocai's action of escaping attracted Cao Cao's attention, he thought for a moment, and suddenly his face showed joy, "This breath...... It seems that he is a soul refining cultivator who has reached the transcendent realm! Could it be that this person is Bocai?"

"Capture this person!" Cao Cao shouted.

Xiahou Yuan's cultivation is the secret dragon and tiger speed true recipe of the Xiahou clan, although it is not the top exercise, but it is very suitable for his physique, after cultivation, his body is shrouded in a layer of light and fluttering gangqi, which can make his speed skyrocket, if he can cultivate this technique to the peak, he can even connect the gangqi and the battle array together, so that the speed of the soldiers under his command can increase by several percent, which is most suitable for long-distance running and pursuit.

Accompanied by Cao Cao's voice, Xiahou Yuan roared, and the qi around his body fluttered slightly, as if he was a flash of lightning, and chased after Bocai with a long lance in his hand.

"Yuan Rang, Zixiao, you and I will support Miaocai. Zilian, give you five hundred soldiers and horses to clean up the remaining Yellow Turban thieves!" Cao Cao was afraid that Bo Cai would explode before he died, so he hurriedly gave an order, and took Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren to break through the obstacles in front of him, and also chased in the direction of Bo Cai's escape.

There were 500 cavalry, and Cao Hong's strength at this time was enough to sweep away the chaotic Yellow Turban soldiers.

"I knew that it would not be my turn to make meritorious contributions!" Cao Hong sighed in his heart, looking at the backs of Cao Cao and Xiahoudun as they left, he thought helplessly. No way, who made him the lowest. can only temporarily close the endgame for everyone.

Cao Cao took most of the cavalry away, and the remaining two or three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly surged with hope of escape, and fled in all directions. Since Cao Hong led 500 cavalry to block the road, these Yellow Turban soldiers turned their heads and ran backwards.

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