Chapter Twenty-Seven: Short Cultivation

Huang Shao's face turned dark, and his voice was slightly cold, "Captain Wu, the army has no food and grass at all, and now everyone is counting on you, I hope you don't miss a big thing because of a small thing!"

Wu Ding smiled and hurriedly nodded to indicate that he knew.

Gao Cheng's expression was faint, he had already made arrangements, and he was ready to take advantage of this time to cultivate well, and he was not interested in going out with Wu Ding to harm the people.

At this time, the Yellow Turban army did not have any food and grass, and even did not have many weapons, in order not to be starved to death, all the soldiers of the army moved very fast, and after Huang Shao gave the order, five or six thousand soldiers with combat effectiveness were quickly organized.

Outside the mountains and forests, Wu Ding and Zuo Bao hurriedly set off with soldiers and horses to the east and west, the north of the mountains and forests is the county seat of Yiyang, and the south is the direction from which the Yellow Turban army came.

Now there are still some people in the village fort on these two sides, and the two are worried that the benefits will be snatched away by others, so they have just gathered the soldiers and rushed out before they have been reorganized.

Gao Tai and Zhang Chen each came to the open space with a thousand soldiers, and these two thousand people were all selected soldiers with experience in fighting, and their strength was not weak.

Gao Cheng's gaze swept over these people, and he didn't say anything, with a force of two thousand people, as long as he didn't encounter a warrior with more than three levels of training, there would be no big problem. As for the target of the attack, it is also up to the two to decide. Gao Cheng will not interfere.

Dealing with the ordinary dock fort, Gao Tai, who had just stepped into the first layer of training, could completely cope with it.

Seeing the two of them leave with their troops, Gao Cheng turned around and returned to the place where the army was staying, with five or six thousand fewer people, and the mountains and forests suddenly looked very clean.

The rest of the people looked out blankly, waiting for the three armies to return from the robbery of food. I forgot that not long ago, I was also a member of the Yellow Turban Army.

Coming to a secluded place, Gao Cheng hung a long sword from his waist and a longbow in his hand. He practiced his bow and arrow for a while, and the long arrows nailed to the tree with a strong wind, and each feathered arrow was shot at the very center of the trunk, forming a neat column up and down.

"The archery technique can only be practiced so far for the time being! The enhancement of my visual and tactile senses has raised my bow and arrow skills by two notches at once, and if I want to improve, I must train for many years and months. I can't break through quickly in a short period of time!" Gao Cheng put down his longbow and said secretly in his heart.

Now he has four exercises, the Pile Gong to enhance the physique and strength, the Void Sutra to increase spiritual power, strengthen the five senses, and the remaining basic swordsmanship and basic bow and arrow have reached the mastery and mastery levels respectively.

The basic bow and arrow of the mastery level, coupled with the increased strength of the Pile Gong, can threaten the samurai of the fourth level of training, but once it is close, Gao Cheng's strength will be greatly reduced.

"The basic bow and arrow can't be improved for the time being, so let's practice the pile skill and swordsmanship first! If the basic swordsmanship can also reach the mastery level, it can make up for the weakness of the close body!"

Gao Cheng put down the longbow and practiced the Pile Gong for a while, adding a little more strength. Then he pulled out the long sword on his waist, and the sword flashed, and he walked with the sword, stabbing, cutting, checking, and washing...... A variety of basic sword poses are wielded.

The mountains and forests are secluded, the sun shines through the leaves, sprinkled with dappled light and shadow on the ground, and occasionally a gust of wind blows, taking away the dry air of the scorching heat.

Gao Cheng stabbed out with a sword, and more than a dozen leaves fluttered down, and the blade of the sword swept over the branches, leaving no scratches on them.

Gao Cheng learned from the memory of the original body that due to his limited qualifications, the original body had been unable to cultivate the Void Sutra for many years, and there was no body practice at home, so he could only practice the most basic swordsmanship every day.

But it's a pity that the Guangling Gao family hangs the façade of a family, the family has long been in decline, and the original father wants to revitalize the family in every possible way, but he has been unable to do so for many years.

After his father died of illness, the family was even more embarrassed, and some of the remaining slaves were also dismissed, and they practiced swordsmanship in their original body, but they couldn't even afford a swordsmanship master, so they could only explore it by themselves. After many years of practicing swordsmanship, I barely got started.

Gao Cheng absorbed most of the memories of the original body, and couldn't help but sigh slightly when he thought of these, it was precisely because there was no way to cultivate, the original body found a disciple of a family with a way, and asked him to write a letter of recommendation, preparing to go to Yingchuan Academy to study.

Unexpectedly, before he could reach Yingchuan, he encountered the Yellow Turban Rebellion on the way, and was coerced into the Yellow Turban Army, almost dying.

In addition to the eight great families, there are also two major academies in the top forces of the Han Dynasty, namely Yingchuan Academy in Yingchuan County, Yuzhou, and Lumen Academy in Xiangyang County, Jingzhou.

Among them, Yingchuan Academy is supported by the Yingchuan Xun clan and the Chen clan, and the Xun clan Eight Dragons and the Chen clan are all world-famous soul refining masters, so Yingchuan Academy is a holy place for all the children of the family in the world to study.

"Now that the Yellow Turban has rebelled, I have been forced to join the Yellow Turban army and have cultivated the Taiping Dao's Linzhu Gong, which is not suitable for me to go to Yingchuan Academy again! The transcendent Confucian who refines the soul flow has the ability to perceive heaven and earth, in case these people discover my cultivation method, I will be regarded as a Yellow Turban thief at that time, and I will not be able to argue!"

Gao Cheng had already expected this when he got the Pile Gong, for him, it was the king to be able to enhance his strength as soon as possible, if his life was gone, even if he got the extraordinary-level exercises of Yingchuan Academy, it was useless.

Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon, and the three armies did not return.

Except that the thousand people under Gao Cheng's command hunted some beasts in advance and could barely drink two sips of hot soup. More than 10,000 other people were enduring hunger and thirst, waiting for the three armies to bring back grain and grass.

As a school captain, Gao Cheng's status is second only to Huang Shao, so he naturally will not starve like an ordinary soldier, and after practicing Linzhugong for most of the day, he consumes a lot of food.

"Why haven't you come back yet? Could it be that they had an accident when they attacked the village fort?"

Putting away the bow and arrow, and inserting the long sword back into the scabbard, Gao Cheng frowned slightly, and lost the interest in continuing to cultivate, so he turned around and went to find Huang Shao to see if he had received any news.

At this time, Huang Shao's right hand clenched into a fist and kept beating his left palm, pacing back and forth in an open space, and his face also had a trace of anxiety.

"Meet Qu Shuai!" Gao Cheng walked over and bowed.

Huang Shao raised his head and saw that it was Gao Cheng coming over, and waved his hand so that he didn't have to be polite, "Ziming, you came here, what are you looking for me?"

Gao Cheng knew in his heart, it seemed that Huang Shao didn't know the situation of the three soldiers and horses, he shook his head and said: "Captain Wu and Captain Zuo have been away for nearly a day, and I'm worried that they will encounter any trouble, so I want to ask Qu Shuai to send cavalry to find out the news." ”

"Ziming is right to remind you, let's send cavalry to investigate first!"

Huang Shao sent someone to call the only dozen or so cavalrymen left, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, after the Yellow Turban cavalry of thousands of people passed through the camp of officers and soldiers, only these dozen people remained.

Among all the arms, the cavalry is the most powerful, and these dozen cavalry Huang Shao are also ready to be used as seeds to form cavalry units, if something happens, it will be difficult to form cavalry.

However, the five or six thousand people led by Wu Ding, Zuo Bao and Gao Tai were selected from the elite of the 20,000 Yellow Turban Army, and they could not be surprised. Huang Shao thought about it for a while, and quickly made a trade-off.