These three Yellow Turban soldiers fled from Changshe to Xu County in a panic. Now it has been more than ten days since the Battle of Changshe. These Yellow Turban soldiers will either be wiped out by officers and soldiers, or occupy the mountains and forests to serve as bandits.

However, these are all things that happened in the future. The most important thing to put in front of these Yellow Turban soldiers is to find ways to fill their stomachs. It is normal to fight with each other in order to compete for food and grass.

"The thin man is Pei Yuanshao, and he is not weak! I remember that in the original history, Pei Yuanshao seemed to have met Zhao Yun and wanted to steal Zhao Yun's mount, but was stabbed to death with a shot! I don't know who the person fighting with him was? He should not be an unknown person."

Gao Cheng looked at the fight between the two people ahead with interest. The mighty man fighting with Pei Yuanshao held a shield in his left hand and his right hand, with a calm expression as if he was as tall as a mountain. The shield in his hand covered his whole body tightly. Whenever Pei Yuanshao took action, he would slash out and forcibly force the other party to retreat.

Gao Cheng's powerful mental power could sense that this mighty man was very powerful, and it seemed to be born with divine power. The seventh level of strength training can be comparable to the power of ordinary samurai's samurai. However, his body was unhappy and could not keep up with Pei Yuanshao's speed. He could only hold a shield in his hand to fight back while defending.

"Uncle Gao, don't have to take the detours anymore, just take everyone over!"

Gao Cheng made a decision. Although Pei Yuanshao was not as good as the history, he is a master now. If he could subdue him as a general, then any enemy he encountered in the future would have someone to charge in the battle instead of him.

Now the Gao family's power is weak, and the 300 private soldiers have not yet been trained to become elites. When encountering any enemy or matter, they basically have to rely on Gao Cheng to attack. This situation is not a state that a normal force should have.

Gao Tai and Zhang Chen looked at each other and could feel the worry in each other's heart. Pei Yuanshao and another strong man in front of him seemed not easy to mess with. If the other party turned around to deal with more than 300 of them, it would be troublesome.

However, Gao Cheng had already made a decision, and they could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward with their subordinates who had just trained for a while.

At this time, the three yellow turbans in front found a wave of people coming from behind. Seeing this, Pei Yuanshao stepped back lightly and took several steps, and the majestic man on the opposite side was also chasing him.

"Zhou Cang, you are the Yellow Turban Strongman under the general's command. You are just a mere Du Bo, and you actually snatch food and grass with me! If it weren't for the past when I went to the battlefield together, I would have met you today!"

Pei Yuanshao fought with the opponent for a hundred moves, but he was still unable to defeat his opponent. When he saw someone from the West coming, he quickly took advantage of this opportunity to jump out, but he still looked very tough.

The majestic man who fought with him had a black face and a curly beard but his expression was calm. He was Zhou Cang who would surrender to Guan Yu in the future. He was originally the Yellow Turban Strongman under Bo Cai. His arms were born with a thousand pounds of strength, and he was highly valued by Bo Cai. Being able to serve as a Duma among the Yellow Turban Strongman with only eight thousand people was enough to prove his ability.

Zhou Cang temporarily put down the long sword in his hand and said, "These brothers are also brothers who escaped from Changshe. If you take action to snatch the food from them, wouldn't you let them starve to death? Since I have seen this, I must not sit idly by!"

Pei Yuanshao sneered and said, "It seems like I am a big evil person! It's ridiculous. You have more than 200 people under your command, and you don't have food or food on them. You won't be hungry in a short while. I have more than 300 people under my command. If you don't steal others, our own subordinates will starve to death first! Do you have any other solutions?"

Zhou Cang suddenly became silent and felt powerless in his heart. He was originally from a poor family and was trying to make a living. The Yellow Turban Army attacked the city and fortresses everywhere. When he killed the officials and noble families, it also caused countless people to be displaced. Zhou Cang still had a lot of kindness in his heart, and felt a little depressed when he saw this scene. Now he has to plunder others in order to survive.

"Does I have to take my brothers to become the bandits I hate in order to survive?" He was a little confused.

At this time, one of Pei Yuanshao's subordinates hurried over, with a look of surprise on his face and said, "Ship Qu, look, there is actually a grain truck behind this team, with a lot of food and grass on it! If they can be snatched away, all of our brothers will be able to eat enough!"

Pei Yuanshao's expression was shocked and he quickly turned around and said, "Zhou Cang, you heard it too. Why don't you and I join forces to steal the food and grass of these people first, and then find a way to avoid Runan for a while?"

Zhou Cang tightened the sword and shield in his hand, glanced at the many subordinates behind him, and the eyes of these people showed a look of inspiration. He knew it in his heart and sighed secretly, and could only agree with Pei Yuanshao's suggestion.

Not far away, Gao Cheng rode his horse in front, and more than 300 subordinates behind him were slowly moving forward under the command of Gao Tai and Zhang Chen. Seeing that the three Yellow Turban soldiers on the opposite side stopped fighting, they gathered together and rushed over. Gao Tai quickly ordered the three hundred people to set up a simple defensive formation.

Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang have experienced many long battles on the battlefield and are very experienced. When they see each other's array, they dare not be careless. The array has a great effect on the battlefield and can form a situation where more or less in a local state. Although they have nearly a thousand soldiers under their command, if they do not take action, these nearly a thousand soldiers may not be the opponent of the 300 people on the opposite side.

"Zhou Cang, you bring people to attack the formation. I will go to capture and kill the boy riding a horse. This guy should be the leader of this wave. As long as he can capture this person, no matter how many subordinates he has, it will be useless!"

Pei Yuanshao thought about it in his mind, and quickly made a decision, waved his hand and asked them to obey Zhou Cang's command, then rushed forward with a knife and shield in his hand, and rushed towards Gao Cheng.

"Be careful, young master!"

"Stop Pei Yuanshao!"

When Gao Tai and Zhang Chen saw this scene, they immediately reminded him that they had seen the strength of Qu Shu Huang Shao. Pei Yuanshao claimed that his strength was still above Huang Shao, so he was naturally a strong enemy. If Gao Cheng was captured by the opponent, the team of more than 300 people would collapse instantly.

"Haha, this is treating me as a soft persimmon!" Gao Cheng couldn't help but smile, he pulled out the sword of war, and immediately activated the war horse to come forward. Since the other party took the initiative to deliver it to the door, he naturally would not be polite.

"Boy is looking for death!" Pei Yuanshao did not observe carefully, thinking that the other party was a guy who was ignorant of the sky and earth. He immediately flew up and slashed down with a sharp and sharp aura. His moves still left room for fear of hurting the war horse under Gao Cheng's seat.

In his heart, this horse was already his own spoil.
Chapter completed!