Li Tianfang never cared about what others thought. In the few days since he arrived in Hope City, he had had many conflicts with others, and almost came to blows many times...
“In private, you can just call me by my name,” Zhang Lin said, patting his nephew on the shoulder, genuinely feeling sorry for him who was several years older than him.
"Thank you." Li Junhao looked at Zhang Lin with a face full of gratitude.
At that moment, he felt that Zhang Lin was his soulmate!
"Gentlemen, I've already discussed the vanguard with you. Now that everyone's here, I'm announcing your appointments!"
The city lord then appeared, and without any hesitation, she began to appoint officials.
Without a doubt, Zhang Lin was the leader of the vanguard.
Those who contributed their own resources were also appointed as mid-level officers.
In the end, it all came to a conclusion.
Zhang Lin was the supreme commander of the vanguard army and the overall commander of the army. He had twenty-six combat squads under him, and the number of people in each squad varied, mainly depending on the size of the forces behind them.
People like Jin Sina, Lu Dazhao, and Qiao Ruoxi, numbering one hundred, came in with their own teams.
Peng Yong, on the other hand, has a powerful backer, and Peng Bing is willing to support him. He now has more than 180 people under his command, and he is continuing to expand his team. It is foreseeable that the number of people under his command will soon exceed 200, or even more.
Some smaller factions, however, have very few followers left.
For example, Liu Guorong's younger brother, Liu Guohua, a man in his thirties, only had about twenty people under his command.
There was nothing that could be done; Liu Guorong's influence was limited.
While stationed elsewhere, a certain number of personnel are needed for defense, making it impossible to provide Liu Guohua with more support.
Because of his low strength, Liu Guohua approached Peng Yong with a smile and kept flattering the young man.
After all, in terms of sheer numbers, Peng Yong's forces were the strongest, and he also had representatives from several other factions gathered around him.
Peng Yong himself is now very pleased with himself.
He chatted and laughed with a few of his men, then casually glanced at Zhang Lin.
He immediately snorted coldly in his heart.
"Just wait and see who the final winner is!"
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