Creation Color Master

Wanyan Kang had never expected that he would be safe from danger as he was far away from the war zone, but he was almost killed in his own territory.

In order to survive, he had no choice but to bow down to this group of suddenly appearing enemy troops.

Wu Song looked at Wanyan Kang's cowardly behavior and said to Mu Guiying, "General, this man is so cowardly that he loses the dignity of the royal family. In my opinion, we should start killing him."

Wanyan Kang, who was standing by, was shocked when he heard this and said, "No, no, General, you can't kill me. I am the prince. I can give you endless wealth and honor, and give you high positions and generous salaries. Please, don't kill me."

Wu Song looked at Wanyan Kang begging for his life with a look of contempt and even spat on the ground.

Although Mu Guiying felt very ashamed of Wanyan Kang's performance, she still said patiently: "Don't worry, Wu Song, the vanguard. A living person is often more valuable than a dead person. With him, we have one more bargaining chip to negotiate with the ancient barbarians."

Wu Song glared angrily and said, "Humph, let this spineless man live a few more days."

Mu Guiying said to the back: "Ten people come here, carefully escort this ancient barbarian prince, and quickly meet up with Marshal Lin who is in charge of the reception. I believe Marshal Lin will like this gift."

"Everyone else, change into Guman's armor and clean up the battlefield. Don't leave any clues for the enemy."

As Mu Guiying's order was issued, everyone began to take action, and a scene of secretly crossing Chencang was about to take place.

At this time, on the streets of Yong'an Town, Haozhou Governor Zhou Wenlong finally arrived at the door of the theater after many twists and turns.

After knocking gently on the door, a young scholar opened the gate soon.

Looking at the gatekeeper, Zhou Wenlong said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Chen Gong, I am Zhou Wenlong, the governor of Haozhou. I have met you once before. I came to you in a hurry this time because I have something important to ask for your advice."

Chen Gong naturally remembered Zhou Wenlong, but in his plan, this did not seem to be the right time for him to appear. For some unknown reason, he actually came to him first.

Despite this, Chen Gong remained calm and said with a polite smile, "Haha, Governor Zhou's visit really brings honor to our small theater."

Zhou Wenlong also replied very politely: "No, no, there are masters hidden in the busy city. You are the real sage."

Chen Gong chuckled and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Come in first and talk."

Zhou Wenlong met Chen Gong smoothly. The two went to Haoran Pavilion and talked for two hours. Finally, Zhou Wenlong left with a smile on his face.

Chen Gong looked at Zhou Wenlong's back and murmured, "This man knows how to be an official, but he lacks the dignity of a superior. In the management of Haozhou officials, he has always adopted the means of appeasement and checks and balances. This has not only led to the growth of the trend of Haozhou officials' greed for glory and pleasure, but also caused the officials to fight overtly and covertly, clamp down on each other, and suppress each other, making it impossible to truly benefit the people."

"But this guy is quite thoughtful and self-aware. I originally thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative. Haha, it seems that the plan is going more smoothly than I thought."

Chu Mo stayed in the refugee area until dark, and returned to the theater with some worries.

Chen Gong noticed that Chu Mo's face was full of worries when he returned, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "My lord, is there anything on your mind? Tell me and I can give you some advice."

Chu Mo sighed and said, "Hey, nearly a hundred people have flocked to the refugee area outside the town this afternoon. Although we have reduced the number of meals, the food will run out sooner or later. Once the food is gone, the hungry people outside will no longer be human beings, and a riot will happen immediately."

"The villagers in Yong'an Town will also be harmed by then, so this matter needs to be considered carefully."

Chen Gong heard this and smiled softly, "My lord, haven't you forgotten that there was no dynasty in the past that had never experienced famine? At that time, leaves, roots, and even Guanyin soil were all eaten to survive. In this situation, someone actually invented food that was highly resistant to hunger."

"Now this world is even more full of spiritual objects, and doctors are good at making medicines and refining elixirs. Now Yan Yonghe is in the military camp and can't spare any time. My lord, why don't you send a great doctor to come and handle this matter."

Chu Mo's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he said, "Oh, how could I forget about you? Without further ado, I will select a suitable candidate right now."

After saying that, he hurried back to the backyard and entered the Xianya Pavilion.

As night falls, a bright moon hangs high in the sky. The bright moonlight and the twinkling stars shine on the snow-white earth, giving people a feeling that dawn is coming.

A huge team of food delivery people moved slowly forward in the snow and finally arrived at their destination, Saiyanba.

A team of soldiers wearing black armor with a wolf head logo on it were standing ready for battle.

The general in charge of patrolling the camp tonight is Tan Yuanji. Since he was injured last time, his injuries have mostly healed, which has made him more cautious in his actions, trying to avenge his previous defeat.

"Stop and tell me your name."

Tan Yuanji shouted loudly at the approaching team, which immediately made all the soldiers in Xunying perk up.

The person in charge of the handover was Mu Guiying. Since Mu Guiying had never shown up from beginning to end, none of the generals including Tan Yuanji knew her. In addition, Mu Guiying dressed as a man and pretended to have a male voice, which greatly increased her chances of not being discovered.

Mu Guiying was dressed as a barbarian soldier. She dismounted and stepped forward to show great respect. She lowered her voice and said, "Greetings, General. We are here to deliver food and grass to General Yelu."

Tan Yuanji felt very unfamiliar when he saw Mu Guiying pretending to be a barbarian soldier, and he immediately became alert.

He asked, "Huh, in the past it was Shi Kaishou who delivered the food, why is it someone else this time? Who are you?"

Mu Guiying had already thought of a way to deal with it, and said in a very calm tone: "General, this time it was General Shi who was also escorting the grain and grass, but he encountered a snowstorm on the way, which delayed his journey and the date. He met the Sixth Prince who was waiting at Qianyan Pass, and the two of them had a very pleasant conversation. The general was afraid of offending the prince, so he stayed at Qianyan Pass to accompany him and specially sent me to escort the grain and grass."

After hearing Mu Guiying's series of statements, Tan Yuanji, who knew Shi Kaishou, felt less suspicious.

But Tan Yuanji still pretended to snort coldly and said, "It's something that a guy like Lao Shi can do. He is afraid that General Yelu will blame him for delaying the trip, so he just found an excuse."

"By the way, you have become the scapegoat for Shi Kaishou. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by General Yelu?"

Mu Guiying said respectfully: "General, although I am just a small grain escort officer, I understand that military orders are as heavy as mountains, so even if the general blames me, I have no complaints."

"Also, I heard that General Yelu is a famous military hero, generous, and loyal. I believe that if General Yelu knew about this, he would not really blame me."

Tan Yuanji looked at Mu Guiying with a resolute look, nodded slightly, and said, "Boy, you are very good. This general will remember you. Okay, you can go in, and be quick."

Mu Guiying clasped her fists and said yes, then waved back, "Everyone, speed up!"

In this way, under the nose of Tan Yuanji, a group of fake personnel successfully infiltrated the enemy camp.