Creation Color Master

A day passed quietly, and hundreds of refugees in Yong'an Town were properly handled by Chen Gong, while the refugees who wanted to continue pouring into Yong'an Town were all blocked outside.

Wang Hong led the family members to set up tents, and even took out the food stored in the family to provide free breakfast and dinner.

With the defenders in the town standing by on high alert, they finally intimidated the crowd and made them wait for instructions.

No one knew that at this time, refugees could be seen at any time in the deserts and mountains in Haozhou, and the bodies of refugees who had starved to death or frozen to death could be seen on the roadsides and on the snow.

A crisis is quietly brewing under the cold wind and snow.

At Hanyang Pass, Zhao Pu, who had been attacking for a day and a night, came on horseback with his scouts.

Zhao Pu jumped off his horse and ignored his physical fatigue and went straight to the central army tent.

Mu Guiying was also staying in the central military tent, her phoenix eyes fixed on the huge central map, and she was making a favorable analysis of the current situation.

Seeing Zhao Pu coming back, Mu Guiying was excited and asked impatiently, "How is it, have you found the target of this trip?"

Zhao Pu threw a hand-drawn route map to Mu Guiying, sat down on a chair beside him, and panted, "Everything has been discovered. I don't know why the grain transport team was delayed this time. In addition, it encountered windy and snowy weather. It has just passed the enemy's Qianyan Pass not long ago. Now is a godsend opportunity to intercept the grain."

"I have drawn a clear route map for you. As for how you intercept the food, I don't care."

Mu Guiying looked at the route map with a fiery look in her eyes and said, "Okay, it seems that I deserve this achievement. I will immediately organize my troops and set out to capture them all in one fell swoop."

As he said that, he was about to walk out.

Zhao Pu looked at Mu Guiying who was leaving and said loudly: "I have another piece of news for you. Since the grain escort team has not arrived yet, Yelu Xiong's army will be out of food in the next two days. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it may be easier to sneak into the enemy camp."

Mu Guiying turned around and looked at Zhao Pu, then clasped her fists and said, "Thank you."

Soon, the martial arts arena became bustling. A thousand elite soldiers in white helmets, white armor, white horses, and white cloaks stood quietly, each ready for battle.

Following Mu Guiying's order, thousands of riders stepped out on the snow, their colors blending into the white snow, and they rushed towards the distance in a mighty manner.

Outside the wall of Yong'an Town, there were tents everywhere in the open space. The dishevelled refugees were hiding in the tents, and their cloudy eyes did not show any sign of life or hope.

Chu Mo walked along and looked at the refugees with numb expressions. The old people, children and adults all looked like walking corpses, in a daze.

There were old men who tied their stomachs tightly with hemp ropes and sat on their backs with their eyes tightly closed;

There was a woman with chilblained hands, holding a broken bowl with hopeful eyes, looking at the remaining rice soup at the bottom of the bowl;

There was a man with mud all over his face, lying in a corner outside the tent, letting the scattered snowflakes fall on him;

There was a little girl in cloth clothes with big timid eyes, hiding in her mother's arms, looking at herself curiously.

Refugees of all kinds gathered here at this time, and Chu Mo felt quite touched as he walked along.

Chu Yun and Chu Tian were guarding Chu Mo on the left and right, protecting his safety.

After this period of training and performance, Chu Yun and Chu Tian's cultivation has also been raised to the peak of the first level of soul-nurturing. Coupled with the ability to fight across levels, they are considered to be small masters in Yong'an Town.

The royal guards were now holding swords and wearing armor, guarding around the refugees. If the refugees caused unrest, they could be directly suppressed.

Chu Mo walked around here casually, but the guards around him all ignored him.

In the Wang family, everyone knew that the identity of this young boss was very mysterious. Not only did he have a close relationship with the old man, but the actor in the theater might also be a powerful monk.

As the theater's business has gradually spread outward, naturally some people would be jealous. Last month, a group of bad guys came from somewhere, took a fancy to the theater's business, and wanted to take it for themselves. However, they directly destroyed his cultivation, broke his limbs, and threw him on the street.

This matter caused a lot of uproar, and everyone in Yong'an Town knew about it. Chu Mo's reputation had already spread throughout the entire Yong'an Town.

As we walked along, we finally saw the soup kitchen set up by the theater. At that time, the actors in the theater were busy providing porridge to the refugees.

"Hey, you over there, you, that is you, what are you doing? If you want to drink porridge, go to the back and queue up."

A guard was seen holding the hilt of his sword, pointing at a refugee in a patched cotton coat and shouting.

The refugee was so frightened by the scolding that he hurriedly retreated to the back of the team.

When the guard saw Chu Mo coming over, he said with a smile on his face: "Hello, Lord Chu, how come you have time to come here today?"

I don’t know when it started, but everyone’s way of addressing Chu Mo changed from Boss Chu to Lord Chu. At first, Chu Mo would correct it, but now he has gotten used to it.

Chu Mo said politely, "How about these refugees who gathered together and had food to eat? No one died last night, right?"

The guard sighed and said, "Don't mention it, sir. More than a dozen people froze to death last night. They were all dealt with by the corpse carriers this morning. In addition to this, there were also fights and anger. They did everything they could to fight for a little food. It took us until midnight just to maintain order."

Chu Mo patted the guard's shoulder and said, "You should also be considerate. After all, they don't even have a home anymore. It's good enough that they haven't gone crazy after leaving their hometown."

Just as Chu Mo was talking to the guards, on a small path somewhere in Liufeng County, a Taoist priest slowly walked out, shaking a bell in his hand and chanting magic spells.

Then, in the horrified eyes of the refugees, one after another emaciated zombies crawled out of the snow, roared continuously, rushed into the refugees, and started a frenzied killing.

A few minutes later, except for the messy footprints and blood-stained snow on the ground, everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

In a village, the sky was covered with dark clouds and ghostly fog, and there were endless wronged souls screaming and howling inside.

The silent village was completely empty with no one in sight, filled with endless weirdness.

In the desert, a towering tree stood there, and on each drooping branch there was a corpse.

At a glance, there were thousands of densely packed corpses hanging in the air. At this time, some refugees kept approaching the giant tree like crazy and had their blood drained.

In the ancient barbarian territory, a group of people and horses were struggling to move forward in the thick snow. The turning wheels left two deep tracks in the snow.

Ever since he successfully joined up with the team escorting grain and fodder, Wanyan Kang began to enjoy himself.

Sitting upright in the airtight carriage, the warm fire made Wanyan Kang squint his eyes and couldn't help dozing off.

"Boom"

Suddenly the snow caved in and the convoy at the front fell into a deep pit. The sudden change made everyone nervous, and Wanyan Kang was also awakened by the loud noise.

But before everyone could react, they saw a group of people rushing out from the rear and starting to fight the grain-delivering convoy without saying a word.

For a moment, screams echoed throughout the snowfield.

After two hours of fighting, the attack was finally coming to an end. In order to carry out the subsequent plan, Mu Guiying directly ordered to kill all the enemies.

But an accident occurred along the way. Yang Jiye directly killed Wanyan Kang's guards and dragged him off the carriage. He did not expect that this coward would directly expose his identity as a prince.

Mu Guiying didn't expect to catch such a big fish, and a smile appeared on her lips.