Zhang Liang left, and he left in peace.
He sacrificed that unsheathed black saber in exchange for the qualification to enter another world for a trial (the main quest was to recruit one hundred thousand refugees and twenty thousand new recruits).
This was permitted by the Village Building Order system. It did not count as River-Crossing Dragon, just as the Hero's Trial Zhang Yang had once opened together with Wu Yuan—the nature of the two was the same.
As for that Village Building Order, it remained behind. As long as he succeeded in the trial (completed the main quest), it would be his reward. If he failed, everything would be over.
But the possibility of failure was not great. After all, he was a king-class talent, someone who had once been an emperor. What kind of storms had he never seen?
Of course, Zhang Yang was more inclined to believe that this great-grandson of his had been afraid of the upcoming siege battle against the Devil Race, and had run off ahead of time to hide.
Speaking of the Devil Race, another month had already passed.
The two Guard Cities outside the royal city had been completed, and all kinds of defensive equipment, grain, and supplies had already been transported inside. In a few more days, the main battlefield, which was suitable for cavalry to gallop across, would also be disguised.
Yes, disguised. This was a rotten idea Zhang Liang had come up with before leaving. He said they could cover the surface of the stone square with a foot of mud. It was midsummer, so all they needed was half a month for wild grass to grow all over it. After several more days of scorching sunlight, it would make a perfect disguise.
Otherwise, if the Devil Race's army