Xinzheng!
Since ancient Zheng State had built a city here, it had never known such prosperity, nor had so many feudal lords ever come here to convene an alliance.
Duke of Qi Lü Lu, Marquis Ying Luo Si, Marquis Lü Lu Chan, Marquis of Anyang Han Lin, Marquis of Huaiyin Han Feng, Marquis of Lanling Xiao Chi, and Marquis of Xinzheng Zhang Chen-all belonged to high-ranking marquis families whose fame had already been illustrious a hundred years ago.
There were also the Liu Clan's kings and commandery governors of Two-Thousand-Shi rank. The last time the feudal lords of Shandong had gathered had been during Qin's fall.
"Son of Heaven Dan's sins are grave, his virtue rotten, and Heaven has begun to spurn him. We follow the guidance of the Sage King Sovereign and the will of the people of All Under Heaven. We cannot but march against him."
Luo Si took out a document, raised it high, and proclaimed loudly to everyone, "High-ranking marquises and kings from every quarter, officers and soldiers of All Under Heaven, righteous men resisting tyranny, those unwilling to scurry like flies and dogs and suffer enslavement, and common people unwilling to obey a tyrant!
"We have gathered here. Raise your swords and blades, don your armor, and together we shall swear an oath.
"Here are Son of Heaven Dan's crimes and our oath. Allow me to read them before you and spread them throughout All Under Heaven."
Luo Si's words reminded them of King Wu of Zhou's gathering at Mengjin all those years ago. The words were almost identical. Their heads grew hot, and blood surged through their bodies. Nothing so momentous had happened since Han's founding. Everyone taking part shared in the honor, the radiance of their ideals shining on every face as they