Ye Mumu wrote many notes to Zhan Chengyin, but there was no reply.
She wondered if Zhan Chengyin had entered the canyon?
If there was an ambush in the canyon, Zhan Chengyin was risking his life.
This was too dangerous.
Ye Mumu was still thinking that Zhan Chengyin could ascend to the throne step by step, unify China, and then build ships to go overseas...
Let wherever the sun shines be our territory.
Zhan Chengyin must not get into trouble!
However, he did not reply!
After delivering more than a dozen blank papers, there was still no news from him.
Ye Mumu wandered barefoot in the living room. The breakfast had gotten cold and she had no appetite to eat it.
She looked at the cold breakfast again.
She picked up siomai, pork bone soup, rice noodle rolls, and steamed dumplings... and put them all into the vase.
There was no astringency like last time when Zhan Chengyin was not there.
The transmission was very smooth.
Does it mean that Zhan Chengyin's condition might not be so bad, and they are not too far away.
He is just too busy and has no time to reply.
But it is always worrying that he does not reply to messages.
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Ye Mumu sent more than a dozen kinds of breakfast, and all of them fell out of Mo Fan's arms.
He knew the preciousness of the vase, so he did not put it on the rocky ground, but held it tightly in his arms.
If something happened, he would not let the vase be smashed even if he died first.
There were several death warriors guarding Mo Fan. When they saw the delicious breakfast, they swallowed their saliva with restraint.
Mo Fan left a transparent plastic bowl of pork bone soup and gave the rest to the death warriors.
"Go and share it with the soldiers!"
The death warriors were overjoyed, took the breakfast, and shared it with the soldiers next to them.
Mo Fan had no appetite, so he handed the meat and bone soup to Zhuang Liang, "You eat it. Zhan Chengyin didn't come out, and I'm not in the mood!"
"Prince, the general is not a newcomer. He has been through hundreds of battles. It's okay."
Mo Fan waved his hand, holding the vase in both hands, and stopped talking.
If the little emperor hadn't issued several death warrants and threatened Zhan Chengyin's mother and Chen's parents.
Would they rush from the town pass in a hurry?
Involving Zhan Chengyin, Mo Fan resented the little emperor a little.
In his opinion, the little emperor should not have been supported to take the throne!
Since he took the throne, when have the people of Daqi had a good life? Just now, when we experienced Wuming Town, everyone in the town died.
There are still many towns with extinction in Daqi!
He sighed again, and suddenly, a note floated out of the vase in his arms.
"Zhan Chengyin, I give you three minutes to send me a message!"
"I can deliver supplies without any awkwardness, you must not have gone far!"
"Come back, even if you have to take a long detour, nothing will happen. I haven't given you the world map yet!"
Mo Fan and Zhuang Liang both read the note that fell.
After they both looked at it, Zhuang Liang said, "My Lord, this is not a solution. The gods can't contact the general, and she will be worried."
Mo Fan said, "What if she gets angry and doesn't send us supplies anymore?"
"We have to find a way to contact the gods!"
However, the vase only recognized Zhan Chengyin, and they couldn't pass any message to the gods at all!
Zhuang Liang thought for a long time, and suddenly pulled out Xiao Liuzi and Sun Yaba.
The two were small, and they didn't go to the mountain fracture with Wei Guang.
Zhuang Liang asked them. "Did the general have blood-stained clothes when he was injured?"
Xiao Liuzi shook his head quickly.
Only Sun Yaba avoided his eyes.
Under Zhuang Liang's questioning, the general's clothes could not be washed clean of blood stains, and Uncle Li was about to throw them away, but he picked them up and made them smaller and put them on.
Immediately, Sun Yanba's underwear was taken off, and there was indeed a large blood stain, and the white underwear was stained with dark dust.
Zhuang Liang touched the paper with his underwear and threw it into the vase.
The paper disappeared.
It really passed.
This discovery cheered them up.
Yes, even if the general is gone, the paper can be sent with something stained with his blood.
As for other items, they have not tried and do not know.
Zhuang Liang wrote with a ballpoint pen.
"God, I am Zhuang Liang, the military advisor of the young master. The general has entered the canyon for half an incense stick of time. There are explosions in the canyon and we can't contact him."
"The Yellow Flag Army cooperated with the Chu, Qi and Yan barbarians. It happened that somehow, the Yellow Flag Army was able to make explosives. At this time, there were explosions in the canyon."
Ye Mumu first saw a note that she had passed on, and it was passed back.
The back was bare, with nothing on it.
Then, a few minutes later, another note fell.
It said that Zhan Chengyin had entered the canyon.
And...
the opponent has explosives!
How could it be?
There were explosives two thousand years ago!
This is impossible!
She was confused.
If the enemy had explosives, then Zhan Chengyin would be trapped in the canyon when he led his men into the canyon, and he would be killed by the enemy at any time.
It's over.
It's over!
What should I do?
Zhan Chengyin can't die.
In order to save him and the people in Zhenguan, she delivered countless supplies.
Now she has begun to deploy overseas, and the rice containers shipped from Cambodia are about to enter the customs.
A container of beef purchased from Mexico is already halfway.
Zhan Chengyin got into trouble at this time.
All her efforts were in vain.
Moreover, they have known each other for so long, and they have a tacit understanding and trust each other...
He is about to return to Beijing to overthrow the imperial power and change the dynasty!
Zhan Chengyin got into trouble at this juncture.
How can she bear it!
Ye Mumu was anxious, and the note read: "Find a way to rescue him, Zhan Chengyin can't die!"
Zhuang Liang and Mo Fan saw the note.
The two of them also wanted the general to come out safely.
But who would have thought that the other party had a big killer, explosives!
Zhuang Liang wrote down again. "God, the general will be fine. He is Zhan Chengyin!"
Yes, he is Zhan Chengyin!
He became famous at a young age and was conferred the title of a first-class prince at the age of nineteen.
At the age of twenty, he led two hundred thousand troops to garrison the town.
He defeated the enemy and killed the undefeated army.
She should have confidence in him.
With such high-protection equipment, even the explosives developed in ancient times would have their lethality reduced by half.
Zhan Chengyin will be fine.
Thinking of this, Ye Mumu stared at the vase fiercely.
"Tell me the truth, are there any colleagues? Why does the Yellow Flag Army have explosives?"
"Explosives should not have been developed in that period. Did the leader of the Yellow Flag Army travel through time or reincarnation? Did he travel through books or through history?"
"Does he bring a system? Does he have the same medium as you?"
The vase stood in the middle of the living room, motionless.
Ye Mumu shook the vase angrily.
"Others have space, what about you? Not only does the system not have it, but
it also doesn't have a space. We in the Ye family have worshipped you as our ancestor for more than two thousand years." "You'd better pray that Zhan Chengyin is safe. If he dies, you will be of no use!"
After threatening the vase, she sat on the sofa in frustration.
Now she can't help at all, and can only wait for good news from Zhuang Liang.
If Zhan Chengyin survives this time,
she must get an AK.
Otherwise, it will be too passive.
If the other party can drink to make explosives, how can guns be far behind?
She must take precautions.
Guns must be prepared in advance!