At this time, Gao Ying's voice came from outside the camp account, which was originally Gaotai returning from Wu surnamed Dobo, and after entering the camp account, Gao Cheng saw that he had a long waist card and a leather armor in his hand.

"Wu Dubo's men originally had more than a hundred soldiers, a few days ago and officers and soldiers died and died heavy, now even the head, the commander is not complete!"I am going to recruit soldiers among the exiles in the camp, and now I have only one name in my hands, and the soldiers under the sergeants will recruit themselves!"

Gao Tai frowned and said, his face was somewhat ugly.He continued: “But Wu Dubo promised that as long as I called, he would give me twenty long guns, a long bow and two shields!”

He thought that after he became a long time, he had the ability to protect Gao Cheng and Gaoying, who had thought that would be so.

He heard this face but did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but laughed.

He said, “Uncle, this is a good opportunity!As long as we have weapons and grain in our hands, you can attract dozens of strong people in the camp, and the good things that these people cultivate are our confidants and only obey our orders.Until there is a chance to leave the Yellow Turban Army, these people can still be as home.If it’s such a good thing, how can we refuse it?”

Gao Tai thought, immediately smiled: "Or the son-in-law thoughtful, is the poor I think!"

“What about the promise of Wu Tubo?”Give it?”Gao Cheng asked.

Compared with this practice, equipment such as long guns, bows and arrows are nothing.This practice is the key to the three of them standing in the Yellow Turban Army.

Gao Tai nodded, took a silken pile from his bosom, and said, “This is the cultivation secret of the pile, and listening to Wu Dubo say that this practice cultivation to the third level can increase the power of 300 pounds!”

The power of 300 pounds?Gao Cheng's spirit can not help but shock, the cultivation of the practice of the cultivator's strength of the increase is indeed immediate, in Gaotai, he has only practiced some basic fist feet, strong, and some hunting medicine skills, coupled with the courage of fearless blood, in ordinary people can be called brave.

His strength, in the battlefield and ordinary people to kill is good, once met the opponent with the practice of the practice of the opponent is bad, others cut down a knife, he simply can not withstand hundreds of pounds of power crush.

Counting today there are still three days, the Yellow Turban Army will be uprooted, and at any time, they will fight with the Han soldiers, Gao Cheng and Gao Tai must take advantage of these two days to prepare.

Gao Cheng resisted the excitement in his heart, took the silk floor, and looked carefully, there are three action maps on this silk bar, and three tricks to cooperate with the simple boxing method of spectral cultivation.

“Inside!The Force!Strongly!The three actions of the pilgrim work correspond to these three realms, which can enhance the strength of the cultivator, and if you can cultivate to the strong realm and have hundreds of pounds of power, you can at least be a dorter in the Yellow Turban Army!"He said in surprise.

Gao Tai's face also showed a smile, and the practice state of the foundation of the refining flow had nine layers, as well as the soul-rearing realm of the spirit of the spirit, and the first three layers of piling cultivation were the first three layers.After the training, the two people had a little more means of life on the battlefield.

Gao Cheng absorbed the original soul to the first level of the soul, the soul strength increased a lot, the memory and understanding of the memory and understanding, and soon printed the practice recorded on the silken into the mind.

"Uncle Gao, this practice is something that Wu Dubo gave you, and it is up to you to keep it!"You and your little ones are doing well.”After Gao Cheng wrote down the practice, he returned the silk to Gaotai.

“Can the little girl clean up too?”Gao Taiyi, to know that this side of the world class level is strict, he is a high family, whether it is his life or children, belong to the private property of the Gao family, he promised Wu Dubo's conditions in exchange for the pile of work, according to common sense is also the high family thing.

If Gao Cheng is willing to pass on the work of the pile to him, this is a reward, even if he does not teach anyone, he will not say anything.And Gao Ying is just a maid in the high house, and her identity is very low.Does she also have the qualifications to cultivate?

Then Gao Tai reacted and said gratefully: "Dang son, I thank Xiao Ying for my son!"

Gao Ying's body is thin and weak, and the function of the pile is enhanced by some physique, so that when the Yellow Turban Army set out, this thin little girl has a lot more hope to live.

The two then discussed it and decided to recruit a dozen elites in the Yellow Turban camp tomorrow morning.Become the headquarters of the Yellow Turban Army, although there is no military pay, but every day to get some grain and grass.For these meals, there are not a few who are willing to become soldiers.

The second day, the morning.

The light breeze blew away the filth in the camp.

Gao Cheng, Gao Tai and Gao Ying three stood in front of the tent, Gao Ying through the acquaintance of several women and children will be the news of the recruitment of soldiers overnight, so at this time around the tent stood nearly a hundred people.Most of these people are unkempt, mostly the elderly and sick nearby, and some wounded soldiers are mixed in.

"Mr. Gao, I used to be a soldier under Lieutenant Zhao, three times to kill five people, and now although there are injuries on the body, but can continue to kill the enemy, but also ask the master to record!"A man with his left arm cut off shouted loudly.

"Adult, I can also go to the battle to kill, and ask the adult to reward me with a meal!"

Others also shouted, many gray-haired old people and teenagers rushed over, these people have been hungry for several days without food, and they were very excited to hear that they had the opportunity to get food.The yellow-tipped camp was originally dead, and at this time a little wave rose in the corner of the camp.

The news of the recruiters did not spread too far, otherwise it would have come up more than a hundred people.

Gao Cheng saw that there were a lot of strong people in the crowd, and his heart was secretly relieved, and the Yellow Turban Army did not immediately recruit after the battle four days ago to supplement the loss.The camp still has enough troops.However, according to Gao Tai, the Yellow Turban Army is about to replenish the soldiers and horses, and they must start quickly when they are strong and sufficient.

Seeing that these people were going to get out of control, Gao Cheng took a step forward and said coldly: "All quiet, whoever makes noise will leave for me!"

His eyes are shining, a strong soul makes him vaguely have a different temperament, these people look up and look at him, subconsciously bowed their heads, nearly a hundred people around him were coldly drinking a lot of quiet.

“This time, the recruiters, the physical strength of the good, as for the elderly women and the injured brothers, please forgive me.”

As soon as Gao Cheng said, these hungry yellow-faced elderly and wounded soldiers with disabilities showed disappointment.Without food, they probably won’t survive the day the army up.

Seeing these desperate expressions, Gao Cheng's heart was not well, but the army's grain and grass were limited, and the grain and grass received by Gaotai from the grain and grass officer were only enough for ten people, and there were more people recruited, and the whole thing would be hungry.