Jiangdong.
Sun Quan's war council hall.
Besides Zhou Yu and Zhang Zhao of Jiangdong, Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang, Cao Cao, Jia Xu, and Gongsun Zan were also present.
The four lords had now gathered together, with Cao Cao as their alliance leader.
Just like Yuan Shao had been back then, he now commanded the Eighteen Lords.
Boss Cao had likewise become the alliance leader this time.
It was just that most of those former allies had already vanished into the river of history. Even Yuan Shao, the original alliance leader, had been beaten to death by Jiang Siming, vomiting blood.
Now, only their Five-route Alliance remained. Boss Cao could be said to be taking the alliance more seriously than ever before.
Normally, he would never have gone to another lord's lair no matter what. A suspicious man like him even had to sleep with a knife by his side.
But to prevent Jiang Siming from growing stronger, he had set aside his paranoia and chosen to trust his allies, coming to Jiangdong to oversee the war.
"Everyone, according to our scouts, Jiang Bei's army has already assembled in full at Winter City, yet they have remained inactive. Every day, they only focus on setting up camp, lighting fires, and preparing meals. Does anyone have any thoughts?" Boss Cao began.
Gongsun Zan said, "I believe that King Ming—no, Jiang Bei."
The moment Gongsun Zan said "King Ming," he noticed dissatisfaction in the eyes of the other three lords and hurriedly corrected himself.
Actually, he knew exactly how capable he was and had no ambition to become emperor or unify the land. He was simply afraid that once Jiang Siming grew powerful, he would carve up Gongsun Zan's own little domain as well.
Strictly speaking, Gongsun Zan and Jiang Siming had a