At the ruins of Zhao City, Luo Ling was still on his way, while Luo Yi and Xiang Liang presided over affairs.
The alliance meeting was being held here, naturally, so they could pay homage to the Sage King. As the banner around which the Righteous Army gathered, without this ceremony, their cause would lack a rightful name and their words would lack authority.
The leaders of the Righteous Army from across the realm had gathered here, while their troops were scattered among the surrounding cities. After all, this place was now a stretch of ruins and could not possibly feed so many soldiers.
Inside the main tent, Luo Yi and Xiang Liang sat facing each other. Xiang Liang said excitedly, "Young Master, more than a dozen feudal lords have arrived for the alliance over these past days, gathering several hundred thousand troops. With such a host, we should already be strong enough to contend with Tyrannical Qin."
Luo Yi considered this. "Elder Brother went to persuade Zhao Tuo to establish his independence. If he succeeds, Tyrannical Qin will lose an arm, and our army will be strong enough to wage a great war against it. We should still wait for Elder Brother to return. A thousand soldiers are easily found, but a single general is hard to come by. The feudal lords are a mixture of good and bad. I fear they are no match for Zhang Han and Meng Tian."
Just then, voices came from outside the tent, and a soldier hurried inside. "Young Master, Duke of Chu, Cheng, a descendant of Han State's royal house, requests an audience with his chancellor, Zhang Liang."
Xiang Liang was already an old acquaintance of Zhang Liang's. Hearing this, he promptly said, "Show them in."
Then, with delighted surprise on his