Creation Color Master

The first thing Chu Mo did after returning to the theater was to summon Lin Mingwei.

Lin Mingwei, wearing armor, stepped into the backyard of the theater and was dazzled to see flowers of the four seasons blooming at the same time, completely unaffected by the severe cold.

But Lin Mingwei was only amazed for a moment, and then he walked directly into the Tingyu Pavilion and said respectfully: "My lord, I wonder why you summoned me here?"

Chu Mo looked at the slightly tired Lin Mingwei and asked, "What's going on? Isn't Doctor Yan at Hanyang Pass? Why do you look so tired?"

Lin Mingwei smiled and said, "Although the ancient barbarians have not made any major moves during this period, I have thoroughly checked the identities of all the soldiers in Hanyang Pass to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating the military camp again."

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. The main reason I asked you to come here this time is because I feel that the ancient barbarians will take advantage of this snowstorm to launch an attack on Hanyang Pass. We must focus on prevention during this extraordinary period."

Lin Mingwei smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I have already taken precautions and have arranged everything."

Chu Mo nodded and said, "There is another main reason why I asked you to come here this time, which is to add a talented general to your team. It is most appropriate for her to lead the Yang Family Generals. Chen Gong, go and invite the female general of the Yang Family."

Lin Mingwei was a little surprised. Anyone who could win Chu Mo's praise must have something extraordinary. Moreover, she was a female general, which made him very curious.

Soon, Chen Gong brought a group of women to Lin Mingwei.

The leading female general had a pair of majestic phoenix eyes, wore a red battle armor, held a cold moon long sword in her hand, and had flying knives on her back. Her imposing aura made Lin Mingwei squint his eyes.

Name: Mu Guiying

Weapons: Hanyue Yanling Knife, Hanyue Flying Knife

Skill: "Han Yue Ning Hua Bing Dian"

Faction: Human (Military)

Potential: Condensing the Military Spirit

Cultivation: Peak of One Mirror Summoning Spirit

Introduction: Mu Guiying, a heroine of the Northern Song Dynasty, was born in Muke Village. It is said that the Mother of Mount Li taught her the art of flying arrows and knives. She once fought with Yang Zongbao in front of the battlefield and captured him alive. Later, she married Yang Zongbao and became one of the female generals of the Yang family. She fought against the Liao Dynasty, conquered the west, and pacified the south. Because of her outstanding military exploits, she was named Hun Tian Hou by the court.

A woman in azure blue armor stood to the side. Just by standing there, one could feel the endless might coming towards them.

As he was familiar with the Yang family and Wu Song, he knew the moment he saw the two female generals that they were probably no less capable than the other generals of the Yang family.

Looking behind him, there were more than a dozen heroic and majestic female generals standing side by side. Lin Mingwei only took a glance and knew that these female generals were capable of serving as the General of the Central Army in the army.

Seeing Chu Mo summoning so many powerful military strategists, Lin Mingwei had many questions in his heart, but he did not ask.

Chu Mo saw through Lin Mingwei's confusion and said with a smile, "Old Lin must be wondering, where did I find so many military masters?"

Lin Mingwei smiled bitterly and said with a little embarrassment: "My Lord, please judge clearly."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Elder Lin. The female general leading the group is Yang Zongbao's wife Mu Guiying, and this one is Old Lady She, Jiye's wife. They are all wives and daughters of the Yang family, and can be trusted."

Hearing this, Lin Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, then clasped his fists and said, "Hello everyone, I am Lin Mingwei, the commander of Hanyang Pass. From now on, we will all work under the command of the lord. We are all colleagues and should help each other as much as possible."

The female generals of the Yang family also saluted Lin Mingwei.

After Chu Mo gave further detailed instructions, he asked Lin Mingwei to take the female generals of the Yang family back to Hanyang Pass and let them meet up with the Yang family.

After sorting out the matter of Hanyang Pass, Chu Mo had finally resolved a major concern.

The sky in the afternoon was still terribly gloomy, with rolling dark clouds seeming to be right overhead. Although it was freezing cold outside, the Hongchen Theater was completely unaffected by the protection of the formation.

Chu Mo came to Haoran Pavilion in the outer courtyard and stood on the second floor looking at the street outside.

Because of the severe cold weather, the originally bustling streets have disappeared, and only the elderly are setting up stalls on the streets in the severe cold.

There were even fewer pedestrians on the road. In such cold weather, everyone stayed at home and sat around the fire to keep warm.

Because Chu Mo in the outer courtyard did it on purpose, the temperature was almost the same as that outside. Standing in the attic, a gust of cold wind messed up a few strands of Chu Mo's hair on his forehead, and a slightly cold feeling spread across his face.

Chu Mo looked at the sky carefully and found that it was snowing.

Fine snowflakes fell from the sky and were scattered among thousands of homes by the wind.

Chu Mo reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, his thoughts flying far away.

As time passed, the scattered snowflakes in the sky gradually grew larger and fell everywhere.

The few people who had insisted on setting up stalls also hurriedly packed up their things and ran home.

The snow gradually fell heavier, and soon a thin layer formed on the ground.

On an official road, a messenger in a cloak was riding his horse at full speed, his horse's hooves stepping on the white snow, stirring up the scattered snow on the ground.

In the distance at Hanyang Pass, Lin Mingwei and the female generals of the Yang family had just returned to the military camp when snow began to fall.

Lin Mingwei led everyone to find Yang Jiye and handed the person to him. Without any further ado, he turned around and left.

Climbing up Hanyang Pass alone and standing on the city wall, Lin Mingwei watched the falling snowflakes that soon dyed the ground white. He looked in the direction of Saiyanba with a frown and a serious expression.

I don’t know how long he stood on the city wall. Even his armor was covered with a layer of snow, and a lot of snowflakes were falling on Lin Mingwei’s pale hair and beard.

Zhang Jue was wearing a Huangtian robe and Taoist spirituality surrounded him. The falling snowflakes could never get close to him, and even when he walked along, he only left a layer of shallow footprints on the snow.

"Cough--cough"

Lin Mingwei was brought back to his senses by a sudden cough. When he saw Zhang Jiao not far away, he whispered, "Master Zhang, why are you here in such a cold weather instead of staying in the tent to keep warm?"

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "I am not destined to enjoy happiness. I observed the sky this morning and made a divination. I found that there was a tiny dragon aura rising above Saiyan Dam. I concluded that a prince of Guman has arrived."

Lin Mingwei's eyes widened in shock, "What? The Barbarian King actually sent his prince here? I'm afraid that the reinforcements from the ancient barbarians have arrived. This will make our situation even more difficult since we are already in a weak position."

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "General Lin, don't worry. Although I have discovered the dragon energy, there is no sign of war on Saiyanba. I am afraid that this prince is the abandoned son of the Barbarian King and is here only to boost morale."

Lin Mingwei immediately felt the magic of the moment, so he said: "Master Zhang's method is really mysterious and unpredictable. Could you please calculate when Gu Man will make his next move?"

Zhang Jue smiled and shook his head, saying, "Master, you must know that small situations can be changed, but big situations cannot be changed. I am only using the Taoist method to observe personal luck and infer future events. I am also unable to investigate matters involving the luck of hundreds of thousands of troops. If I forcefully investigate, I will bring down karma on those who are seriously ill, and they will die."

Lin Mingwei had not expected this kind of consequence, so he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Taoist priest. I really didn't know the consequences would be so serious."

Zhang Jue shook his head very casually and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Commander. The generals and elite soldiers in our army are far superior to the ancient barbarians. Even if they launch an attack, I'm afraid the scales of victory will tip to our side."

Lin Mingwei just smiled at this. Although he heard Zhang Jue say this, Lin Mingwei still did not dare to take it lightly.

After Zhang Jue left, Lin Mingwei looked at the heavy snow falling from the sky, turned around and walked towards the central military tent, summoning all the generals for a discussion.