Gao Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he noticed this situation, the long sword in his hand swung forward at will, and the powerful power was condensed on the blade, and with a bang, the swords struck in the air, sparks flew everywhere, and Pei Yuanshao felt a light in his hand before he could react, and an unstoppable force surged, directly knocking the long knife in his hand away.

"How is it possible?" Pei Yuanshao's face was incredulous, and his body was also bombarded by this force, and he took several steps back in a row. He suddenly realized that the strength of the kid on the other side was far above his own.

"This kid is so young, probably less than twenty years old, I am not his opponent! Could it be that he is the son of a famous family or a powerful force? Only a child of a wealthy family can have such a strong strength at this age!"

Pei Yuanshao had a look of surprise on his face, and he didn't dare to continue to shoot after being shot off by the other party's lightly shot weapon. lest you accidentally provoke the other party and be killed casually.

At this time, Zhou Cang took nearly a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers to surround Gao Tai, Zhang Chen and others, and some Yellow Turban soldiers couldn't help but rush up when they saw the grain truck protected by 300 people. Gao Tai and Zhang Chen immediately didn't care about worrying about Gao Cheng, and hurriedly commanded three hundred of their subordinates to line up in an array and form a circular formation, holding spears and shields like a hedgehog covered with spikes.

Seeing the enemy pounce on them, the soldiers who had been training for more than 10 days could barely stabilize their minds, and according to their usual training movements, they roared loudly, and stabbed their spears forward, poof, puff! Blood splattered, and the dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed fastest were instantly stabbed into blood gourds and fell to the ground.

The gap between the trained team and the rabble is huge, even after only ten days of training, you can see the obvious gap. Seeing this, Zhou Cang roared angrily, and with a shield in his left hand, he rushed towards the circular spear array in front of him.

"Break it for me!"

Zhou Cang is the most elite Yellow Turban Warrior under Bocai, and he is the core elite of the Yellow Turban Army, and the role of the Yellow Turban Warrior is to break through the enemy formation and kill strong enemies during the Great War.

Boom! The shield rushed with Zhou Cang's incomparably powerful power, directly breaking the spear blocking the front several pieces, as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep, and the soldiers behind the gun array were like rag sacks, screaming and being bombarded to both sides, and in the blink of an eye, the gun array that Gao Tai had worked so hard to train was broken a huge gap.

Gao Tai was furious, and he yelled at Zhang Chen, wanting to command his subordinates to fill the gap. Unexpectedly, Zhou Cang had already set his eyes on the two of them, and the shield in his hand was like a sledgehammer, breaking the tendons smashed by the surging soldiers in three or two strokes, and then rushed to kill in the direction where the two were located. Shocked by his momentum, the soldiers on both sides subconsciously dodged to the side.

"Not good! This man is too strong! We are no opponents at all!" Zhang Chen shouted. There was an anxious look on his face.

A sixth-level warrior can charge into a formation and break through a thousand armies, and Zhou Cang in front of him has reached the peak of the seventh-layer training, and his body is full of strength, and wearing iron armor is a heavy chariot that crushes ordinary people. There is simply no way to beat it.

Just when the two of them were helpless, a streamer tore through the void and exploded, with a strange whistle-like roar, and collided with the shield in Zhou Cang's hand with a bang, click! The shield shattered, and Zhou Cang seemed to have been hit by a trebuchet, and the whole person flew out of the gun array.

Poof! Zhou Cang rolled on the ground a few times, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and a trace of pain appeared on his dark face. An invisible concussive force rolled between the viscera, which was very uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers on both sides who were fighting subconsciously stopped their movements, and everyone was shocked. Just now, Zhou Cang rushed into the gun array like a fierce tiger, and the strength he showed was terrifying.

But such a powerful master turned out to be so miserable in an instant. Everyone looked in the direction where the streamer came from, and saw Gao Cheng slowly approaching on horseback, and the spear on the victory hook of the war horse had disappeared. Pei Yuanshao followed behind him with an embarrassed face.

"It's Childe's shot! There is such power?" Zhang Chen said in surprise.

"Impossible! Childe was only a third-level warrior not long ago, even if his strength broke through, he would reach the fourth level of training at most! He was able to defeat Pei Yuanshao and this master at will! This is incredible, right?" Gao Tai was stunned on the spot, and some couldn't react.

Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang are the powerhouses of the peak of the seventh layer of training, and after Gao Cheng defeated the two casually, Gao Tai realized that his son had really been reborn. But the change was too fast, and the speed was a little unacceptable to him.

"Could it be that Childe got some kind of adventure, or maybe an alien immortal taught the exercises?" Gao Tai could only guess like this.

After Gao Cheng defeated Pei Yuanshao, he casually threw out the spear with the head removed, and only used half of his strength to repel Zhou Cang.

After the two were defeated, the nearly 1,000 Yellow Turban soldiers under them suddenly couldn't resist it, and were defeated by Gao Tai and his men who reacted. The spear array continued to stab, and after killing more than 100 people in a row, these people couldn't bear the psychological pressure, screamed and cried and turned around and ran, and the movements of scattering and escaping were very skillful, making it difficult for people to chase and kill.

"Uncle Gao, there's no need to pursue! count the casualties first, and then clean up the battlefield!" Gao Cheng said.

This battle can be regarded as a test of the combat effectiveness of these three hundred subordinates, and the result is quite satisfactory, facing a seventh-level master and the siege of nearly a thousand people, only a dozen people were killed or wounded. Twenty or thirty people were injured by the shield bombardment, and they could recover after a period of rest.

After Gao Cheng gave the order, he turned to look at Zhou Cang, just now he had already known the other party's name from Pei Yuanshao's mouth, otherwise he would not show mercy to his subordinates, and simply repelled the other party.

"Zhou Cang! I've heard your name, it is said that you are the Yellow Turban Warrior under Bo Cai, and your strength is very strong! But now that the Yellow Turban Army has been defeated in Changshe, Bo Cai is also very lucky. You Yellow Turban defeated soldiers have become street rats, what do you think will happen to you if I send you to the official office of Xu County?"

Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang were shocked, if they fell into the hands of the government, the end would be absolutely miserable. Pei Yuanshao's eyes suddenly swelled with ruthlessness, if Gao Cheng really sent them to the official, it would be better to fight now. Desperately fighting with each other may not have a chance to escape!

After Zhou Cang was frightened, he noticed the two or three hundred people cleaning the battlefield not far away, and said in a deep voice: "This prince said that he laughed, your subordinates should have been our brothers of the Yellow Turban Army before, if you take us into the city of Xu County, aren't you afraid that I will bite back, saying that you colluded with the Yellow Turban to plot a rebellion?"

Gao Cheng was slightly stunned, his eyes swept over the people under him, and only then did he find that they had taken off the iconic headscarf of the Yellow Turban Army, but they did not discard it casually, but tied it around their waists as a belt. He hadn't really noticed that before.