He returned to the tent.
Zhang Ronghua ordered someone to call Xu Chengan. When he arrived, he led a group of people to the drill ground of the Eastern Army.
The drill ground was very large and could accommodate 100,000 people training together.
He waited patiently here.
"General, should we inform the 9th and 10th armies to come over?" Xu Chengan asked.
"No need!" Zhang Ronghua shook his head.
Everyone was puzzled and did not dare to ask further.
Fifteen minutes later.
" Greetings, General!" Zhang Zhange rushed over with a group of his personal guards. He cupped his fists and saluted.
"Did you bring the thing?" asked Zhang Ronghua.
"All the materials are inside." Zhang Zhange took out a Great Sumeru Bag and handed it over.
"Go!"