While the mayor was busy keeping track of the numbers, it was getting darker. Ye Feng walked to the mayor's side, looking at the mayor who was busy but looked much better, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't bother the mayor who was working, but stood aside and watched with interest at the mayor who was burnt and sweating. The mayor quickly flipped the scroll of paper and shouted anxiously:

"Mathers! Run out of ink, damn it! Why don't you prepare more! ”

The mayor looked at the young clerk in front of him with some annoyance, the clerk was obviously just engaged in this job, like a recent graduate, aggrieved like a little girl, he replied in a low voice: "I didn't know there would be so many people, I took more, but it's still not enough!" ”

The mayor waved his hand, did not speak, and motioned for the clerk to hurry up and get it.

The mayor of the town is also busy, in fact, it is no wonder that the clerk, generally it is not used so much, if it is the kind of old clerk, he will even bring less.

The mayor looked at the noisy crowd in front of him, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, how long had he not seen this kind of scene, he had written more words in the past few days than in a year.

The crowd did not complain when they saw the clerk leaving, but waited patiently after the people in the front row informed the reason.

Some people have been queuing since noon, and the hot sun has not weakened their spirits, until the sun dissipates the residual heat, and they are still waiting patiently here. If it were normal, they wouldn't want to stay even for a second, and everyone was not a vagrant.

People from the countryside have crops in their fields, and they regularly pull weeds and chop some dry firewood, whether for their own use or for money. The citizens have a business, and the craftsmen still have a job. But now they are willing to come together.

It was not that the mayor of the town had not thought of convening the masses to discuss important matters before, but it was often difficult to operate, not to mention the people in the countryside, but to say that the citizens of the towns, who were willing to take time out to chat under the sun. Everyone doesn't want to waste time together, and would rather be idle and in a daze, rather than get together.

Because the mayor of the town has not been able to muster the courage to confront the northerners, he always let the crowd take opinions, hundreds or even thousands of people are in a mess, all kinds of messy plans are proposed, these people are not politicians, many of them are put forward as soon as their heads are hot. It is true that they see more clearly than the mayor, and some of the plans are very targeted, but their plans are often very narrow and only take into account their own situation.

Then it was gone.

Before the clerk left, he greeted Ye Feng.

"Dear sir, we are in the process of taking notes, and you may have some suggestions here."

The clerk was a little intimidated by the fierce-eyed man, but he couldn't just pass by. This is a great contempt for man, not to mention that he risked his life to protect the land at such a critical moment, and did not greedily demand payment as soon as they met, like other warlords and bandits.

Moreover, Ye Feng's always gentlemanly attitude left a good impression on the clerk, which was very different from the rough warrior in the clerk's previous impression. So he was afraid and respectful. So in awe, although his words were very official and smooth, his voice was trembling.

At this time, the mayor saw Ye Feng with a charming smile, and the mayor's originally ugly face suddenly bloomed, like a wilted and shriveled flower, standing up under the moisture of the rain and dew.

He said flatteringly: "This is just a record of participating in the guard, although the money is not enough now, but as long as the supplies are sufficient, we can immediately expand according to the record, and arrange according to the ability and experience above." ”

After speaking, the mayor glared at the clerk as if he was stunned, meaning why did this Ye Feng come and didn't remind him, so that he was seen just now.

The clerk was embarrassed and looked at the mayor aggrievedly. That is, I just saw it, and you can't blame me. The mayor ignored him, and the clerk sighed and walked away. But I thought in my heart that I would be taught a lesson by the mayor again when I went back, although he was a good person, but it was too wordy.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the eye contact between the mayor and the clerk, he just glanced at it, mistakenly thinking that the mayor told the clerk to go and get the ink quickly, so as not to make everyone wait.

His attention shifted to the pale yellow scroll of paper in front of him, on which the thick black ink outlined the words, he picked up a scroll and motioned to ask the mayor:

"Can you take a look?"

The mayor nodded slightly, but he said with compassion in his heart. You've got it all in front of you, I can't let you put it back. However, the mayor really wanted Ye Feng to see, after all, although he was presiding over the conscription here, he didn't know anything about army warfare, yes, he was indeed a layman, maybe the children on the street knew more than him, at least they had the kung fu to listen to other people, but he didn't have time to understand this at all.

The mayor of the town had planned to let Ye Feng come with him, but after thinking about it, Ye Feng didn't know words at all, so wouldn't it be embarrassing to call him here? He didn't even think that the seemingly rugged samurai in front of him could also speak Latin.

The mayor saw Ye Feng looking at the paper roll with a fake look, looking serious, not only a little funny in his heart, but he didn't plan to say it, and was ready to accompany him to act. He is not a child who has just entered society, and he will not tell the truth about some people's sophistication.

If the young clerk was there, he would have enthusiastically taken the scroll of paper, excitedly "helping others", and then the samurai in front of him listened with a grim face, and finally pretended to be happy to thank the clerk, and the clerk thought that he had done a great deed, and was also very happy.

In the end, the clerk will suffer somewhat.

The mayor shook his head helplessly, feeling a little proud in his heart. He believed that although the young clerk was very enthusiastic and lively, there were some things that he did not think through thoroughly. It doesn't matter if he is like him, although the clerk is sometimes not very good at talking, but the mayor of the town just reprimands him, it will not be good. If you meet other people, I don't know how much you will suffer.

When the mayor shook his head helplessly, Ye Feng looked at the record seriously.

A roll of paper is neatly written in Latin, which looks pleasing to the eye, and the mayor's writing skills are good, and the content is also plain and detailed, without a pile of ornate words. It's easy to see at a glance and you can quickly find what you're looking for.

Record the name, age, gender, place of origin, as well as his current job, income, family members, and any experiences that may have been useful to the military.

For example, some hunters, the best of them are marked with emphasis, and if an archery team is formed, the command staff can take it into account. Some people who have dealt with Germanic peoples, and even some who were Germanic before, can also ask them for some information about Germanic peoples.

In this way, you can maximize everyone's abilities, and you won't let people do anything with a random wave of your hand. There were also expectations of their combat positions, with some preferring hand-to-hand combat to throwing javelins in the rear. Still others want to stay away from dangerous locations.

This kind of meticulous information can make a more rational organization of the army. If you don't have such information, you may simply assign people according to your own understanding. Some people are in positions that he does not expect, or that they are not good at, and this is undoubtedly an unreasonable distribution.

Ye Feng flipped through dozens of volumes and found that the vast majority of people did not want to appear in logistics and long-range troops, except for those with special skills. Because it means that they have nothing to do with the spoils of war, although Ye Feng understands this truth, he is still taken aback by their fighting spirit, because of course the brave in the army will get more glory and wealth, but then you must be able to live.

Ye Feng read out a name in the scroll.

"Jon......."

The mayor was taken aback by Ye Feng, and said in surprise without even thinking:

"Are you literate?"

Ye Feng was dissatisfied with the mayor's interruption, his brows furrowed and said, "Is there a problem?" ”

The mayor thought that Ye Feng felt that he looked down on him, his mouth was wide and slowly closed, and he hurriedly said, "No problem, you continue." ”

Ye Feng didn't care about interrupting, and continued: "This Jon, he said Germanic? Or an aristocrat? Is this true? ”

The mayor saw that Ye Feng didn't care, although he didn't know if Ye Feng was angry in his heart, he still explained with a smile:

"Yes, when Jon first came to this town, I was not the mayor of the town, he was indeed a Germanic nobleman, and later he fell in love with a Roman, originally he was a Germanic nobleman who went out on adventures, and then the Roman girl died in childbirth, and he left the town with his children, and then it seems that because his father made him lose his children, and find a Germanic to marry, he refused.

He went back to the town, and then he went out drinking with his son again, and when he got drunk, he told his son, and it happened that the others also heard about it, and this incident was a legendary thing in the tavern. ”

Ye Feng listened to the mayor's narration, as if he was sitting in a tavern, listening to Jon's talk while drinking wine. Ye Feng looked at the mayor's embarrassed look, he also has his own story, Ye Feng thought.