The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Later, after meeting Guo Da and being rescued by him, he followed Guo Da wholeheartedly and became his confidant and minion!

"Hehe, I understand what General He is thinking, but we really need to avoid the edge temporarily." Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, Yang Feng, who had already had a small calculation in his heart, suddenly smoothed things over.

"That's right, the enemy general Gao Zhi is indeed not something ordinary people can resist!" Beside Yang Feng, Xu Huang also interrupted for the first time.

He who fought against Gao Zhi has the most right to speak about this. He can feel the strong evil spirit emanating from Gao Zhi during the fight, which can only be condensed after endless killings.

Thinking of Gao Zhi's figure, Xu Huang couldn't help but have the urge to be fully alert and adjust his state to the peak.

Xu Huang's words were undoubtedly the last straw of Hu Cai and Li Le's indecision.

"Then it's decided, the whole army will temporarily withdraw to avoid the sharp edge of the Xiliang army!"

So, on the spot, the two settled the case.

230 Infiltrate

"You... you guys, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'' Looking at the colleagues around who agreed to withdraw troops, He Yi was trembling angrily.

Even, for a moment, he really wished he could directly order his personal guards to shoot a volley to kill these bastards who were timid and rebellious.

But He Yi also understands that this idea is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Not to mention that this is not Guo Da's Baibo Yellow Turban base camp, this is the territory of Hu Cai and Li Le.

He is just an existence similar to the imperial court supervisor, and what he can mobilize is only the 500 people Guo Da sent to escort him when he came.

Compared with the situation where Hu Cai and Li Le gathered their subordinates and gathered thousands of people, it was obvious that an egg hit a stone.

It can be predicted that if he really dares to do something, how many people will listen to his order, besides, once He Yi gives such an order, then he will be the one who will die the next moment...

"Hehe, General Yang, in a certain heart, you have always been a different person, but I didn't expect that you are also such a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!

Really, I am ashamed to be with you! "

He Yi, who had nothing to do, could only flick her sleeves heavily, pointed at Yang Feng who was at the side angrily with trembling fingers, vented her anger heartbrokenly, and walked out.

Behind him, Yang Feng, who was called face to face, shrugged with a gloomy expression, noncommittal.

Apart from being lectured by someone by name, it made him feel a little embarrassed, but he absolutely couldn't shake his decision and thoughts.

Because, having experienced failure, he no longer regards the Yellow Turban as his pursuit and goal.

Now he just wants to accumulate as much power as possible while being attached to Hu Cai and Li Le.

After all, in front of strength, everything is imaginary; and as long as he has strength, he can quickly get back what he lost.

...

The one who had the same idea was Gao Zhi who led Lu Lingqi after changing her costume and sneaked all the way.

When the smoke gradually rises above the barracks, half of the sky has been reddened by the sunset glow brought by the setting sun. The soldiers are busy cooking, and it is time for dinner.

The Xiliang camp in the twilight was dark, like a terrifying abyss.Around the camp, some torches were lit, but the light was not enough to illuminate the entire camp. On the contrary, the weapons reflected the fire light, emitting a few flashes from time to time, adding a bit of cold and murderous aura.

There are trenches in front of and behind Luzhai and Juma. The generals of Lizhai are cautious enough to do their hands and feet in the trenches. They hang strings in places that are out of sight and lead them with bells, which can serve as a warning.

Luzhai and Juma played the role of barbed wire, and the cooperation of these two fortifications and trenches.

Gao Zhi looked it over and over again, and determined that if he had crossed the previous obstacles, he would be able to enter the camp as long as he crossed the wall one more time.

And Niu Fu's camp of the Xiliang Army, who was also an ally, was his target this time.

His plan is to seek security, and together with Niu Fu, destroy all the white waves and yellow scarves in the three routes.

Gao Zhi, who didn't know that Hu Cai and Li Le planned to retire, still had some fears about these two ways.

Because he has always felt that all the time-traveling clans in history often think that relying on historical knowledge beyond this era is equivalent to opening a cheating device, making them invincible, and often despise the ancients.

And often, those who regard those ancient soy sauce parties and those losers as jokes with negative IQs.

In fact, it is not the case. People who really dare to do this will sooner or later, themselves, become a joke of others.

As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders, and we look at the history of 2000 years ago from the perspective of bystanders.

Because the answer has already been known, everyone is like a figure of God after the fact.

But if we put all these aside, we are put on the same starting line as the ancients.

May I ask?

If ordinary people like us lived in the Eastern Han Dynasty, would we be able to set off a monstrous storm of hundreds of thousands of people like Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Uprising?

Or can he become a powerful party who ruled the four states like Yuan Shao?

I'm afraid not only are the things that these two losers have done, ordinary people can't do it, and even a small character like the pioneer Liao Hua can't get along with it, right?

So, noncommittal, Gao Zhi thought a little more about it.

The sky is getting darker.

Mountains, south, water, and north are yang, and vice versa are yin.

The camp of Niu Fu's Xiliang army in front of him was in the north of the mountain and the south of the river. The long wind swept across the big river, and it was blowing over without any obstruction. It was very violent, and it was even more serious in the middle of the mountain.

A big flag stands high above the forest of flags, with a big "ox" written on it, and a little lower next to it is a big flag with the word "Zhang".

Those who are familiar with the Xiliang Army should know that this is the army led by Zhonglang General Niu Fu, the head of the six armies of the Xiliang Army, and his cavalry captain Zhang Ji.

Obviously, the two had joined forces, and after a rest, revenge came.

It is Heyang where the soldiers are pointing!

"Okay, you just wait here for me first, and then you will reach the other party's checkpoint." Gao Zhi stopped and looked at Lu Lingqi, his eyes slightly turbulent.

Although Lu Lingqi was only 14 years old, her development was already quite good. Once she put on the tight armor, she immediately outlined a moving line. Those arcs made her feel so tall that she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Lu Lingqi nodded sensiblely and said, "Then you go, be more careful."

"Well... then... I'll go first." Gao Zhi, who didn't dare to continue to look blindly, faltered, and moved in a hurry.

He avoided the deer village lightly and freely, passed through the horse as if he was boneless, and crossed the ditch as if he was walking on flat ground. I don't know if the Xiliang Army didn't arrange it or was bypassed. The warning measures were also useless... like an iron bucket The defensive formation didn't even act as a hindrance.

Looking at the swift figure, if it wasn't for the sergeants patrolling the walls of Gu Ji, Lu Lingqi wanted to know how long it would take for Gao Zhi to go all out and overcome these obstacles.

A stick of incense, or shorter?

There are not many torches on the walls of the village, but they are basically connected together. The lighting ranges of any two adjacent torches overlap to a certain extent, which ensures that there are no dead ends.There are not many sergeants on patrol, but there are enough for guarding.