Gao Tai smiled. In his heart, he had to complete what the young master told him, and then he wanted to strengthen his strength.

He suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "By the way, when the young master was practicing, Huang Shao sent someone over and said that there was a team of officers and soldiers ahead, so he asked the young master to take people to fight! Be sure to defeat the other party."

As more than 20,000 Yellow Turbans continued to move north, more and more officers and soldiers were encountered on the road, most of which were reinforcements ordered to go to Changshe to support Huangfu Song. As the saying goes, saving people is like putting out fires. The battle of Changshe is related to the overall situation of the world. The Han Dynasty would never watch Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun trapped in the city.

In addition to the Sanhe cavalry that continued to be summoned in Luoyang, all counties and counties near Yingchuan received military orders from the Han court to send more or less reinforcements.

The Yellow Turban Army where Gao Cheng is located has about 20,000 troops, which is not large or small in scale. Of course, it is not an opponent when encountering officers and soldiers of the same force, but when they face small-scale officers and soldiers, they can pounce on them and bite them hard.

"Let me bring someone to fight?" Gao Cheng frowned slightly. He has been immersed in cultivation these days and is more repulsive to battlefield fighting.

There was a worry in his heart that he could not say, that is, as his status in the Yellow Turban Army continued to increase, his reputation became increasingly greater.

The position of the lieutenant is nothing, and the impact is relatively small. Once he becomes the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, he is qualified to lead the army alone and appear in the vision of the Han Dynasty. No matter how he explains, he will be regarded as a rebellious thief by the Han official army.

The power of Taipingdao is far inferior to that of the Han Dynasty. This rebellion will definitely not be successful. The more you jumped in the Yellow Turban Army, the faster you will die in the future.

However, Gao Cheng also knew that he could not refuse this time. When he followed the army to go north, Huang Shao continued to fight with the reinforcements of the official army supporting the Changshe River. Gao Cheng basically did not take any action. When others were fighting in front of him, he paddled behind him.

Such behavior made many generals Du Bo who had not been convinced by him even more dissatisfied with him. If Gao Cheng still refused to let him go this time, Huang Shao would definitely have doubts about him.

If Huang Shao, who has reached the seventh level of training, is furious, even if Gao Cheng has 3,000 people, he cannot afford the other party's anger and blow.

"Will I give me a letter of controversy at this time to fight against the officers and soldiers?" Gao Cheng's thought flashed through his mind. He was born in a noble family, and most of the people in the Yellow Turban Army were ordinary people before. They were not all the people.

Fortunately, Gao Cheng's identity will only make ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers awe, but on the eve of the war, most of the Yellow Turban soldiers will subconsciously suspect Gao Cheng, thinking that he will secretly communicate with the officers and soldiers.

"I can't get out of here yet. Alas, I can't help myself. I can only lead people to defeat the officers and soldiers in accordance with Huang Shao's military orders to avoid being suspicious!"

Gao Cheng thought for a moment and asked Gao Tai and Zhang Chen to gather their troops. After a while, more than 2,000 Yellow Turban soldiers gathered, including nearly 2,000 spearmen, and the remaining small number were swordsmen and shields and archers.

Last time, the officers and soldiers attacked the camp at night and lost all their supplies, so the newly-built soldiers under Gao Cheng held newly-cut wooden spears.

Gao Cheng looked at his subordinates and found that most of them were not very strong, only the sword and shield hands and archers still looked a little bit. After he handed over the leadership and training to Gao Tai and Zhang Chen, the two of them were meticulous and urged the soldiers to train every day.

With enough food and grass to support, these people are no longer a mob after training.

"Set off!"

After a rough estimate of his subordinates' strength, Gao Cheng immediately ordered Gao Tai and Zhang Chen to march forward with their troops. According to the news from the scout, a team of officers and soldiers of a thousand people was ten miles away in front.

At this time, after many days of marching, the Yellow Turban Army had arrived in Yingyin County. Yingyin County was attacked by the Yellow Turban Army not long ago. The city walls were lucky enough to be guarded, but the officers and soldiers in the city were seriously injured and were unable to control the villages and forts outside the city.

So Gao Cheng didn't have to worry about the sudden appearance of the officers and soldiers of Yingyin County, and followed the army quickly. Not long after, he saw a small hill in the distance.

There were about a thousand officers and soldiers and more than a dozen grain trucks on the hillside. When the Yellow Turban Scouts discovered them, the officers and soldiers also noticed them and quickly relied on the hillside and grain trucks to arrange defenses.

"Have the scout found out the origin of this team of officers and soldiers?" Gao Cheng asked. He found that he had seized the hillside high ground with the grain truck as the wall. It can be seen that the officers and soldiers leading the team responded very quickly and were a good talent.

Zhang Chen, not far away, urged the war horse and stepped forward and replied: "The scout reported that this team of troops should be reinforcements sent by Xiangcheng to Changshe, and no one else could find out."

Gao Cheng nodded. He saw that there were many archers in the opponent's team, and the bows and arrows were fired volleys, and the Yellow Turban Cavalry did not dare to get too close.

After simple training, more than two thousand Yellow Turban soldiers formed a simple formation and slowly approached the hillside. The officers and soldiers behind the grain trucks had already bent their bows and arrows and were ready to catch the enemy at any time.

Gao Tai and Zhang Chen were very cautious. Seeing that the other party was in a tight defense, they sent swords, shields and hands to form shield walls to cover the spearmen and archers behind them.

Gao Cheng did not rush in front, but stayed behind to watch the battle on a horse. He held a long bow in his hand and kept scanning the hillside in front, looking for the leader of the team of officers and soldiers.

Accompanied by a shout of killing, the archers on both sides shot out feather arrows, and a whistling sound kept coming from the sky. The sword and shield hands in front had shield defense, blocking most of the shot feather arrows without causing much loss. The defending officers and soldiers were condescending, and the losses were even slight.

After the battle began, the leader of the officers and soldiers needed to come forward to command, and could no longer hide it, revealing his figure...

"Finally!" Gao Cheng's eyes lit up. He saw a young man with a Lun scarf appearing in the crowd on the hillside in the distance. He began to command the archers of the army to adjust the angle and start the second round of arrow rain covering it.

Swish! Another rain of arrows fell from the sky. This time, with the adjustment of the Lunguo Youth, the feather arrows emitted by the officers and soldiers archers drew a curve, crossed the sword and shield hands in front, and shot down the spearmen who were following behind.

"Ah, my thigh!"

Not many of these spearmen who fell to the ground were shot to death. Most of them were unprepared and were hit by long arrows falling from the sky and were severely injured. They lay on the ground and kept screaming.

Gao Cheng ignored these people and instead focused his attention on the young man opposite him. The other party held a long bow and hung a long sword around his waist, dressed in a standard Confucian scholar.

Swish! The young man on the opposite side bent his bow and led his arrow, and a stream of light whistled out, passing through the shield wall that was constantly approaching, and accurately drilled into the throat of a sword, shield, and hand.

Then the young man seemed to have noticed someone peeking, and his eyes turned, and he also saw Gao Cheng looking at him from afar.
Chapter completed!