I saw a crowd of people surging in front of the fortress, pushing each other, and spitting and scolding continuously. Some of the frail ones were pushed directly to the periphery of the crowd, and they couldn't squeeze in. Crowded in the front and middle are those who are relatively burly and bully men and women in the village on weekdays.

Witt looked at these people and thought to himself: If you really want to let these individuals join the army, wouldn't they be honest and evil? Won't there be chaos in the village then?

Witt was still young, and his body could not be compared to those strong youths, and he would not be able to squeeze them. But Danny wasn't a vegetarian, and there weren't many people standing there who looked stronger and braver than Danny. I saw Danny stretch his hands forward, and his two big hands slammed into both sides, forcing the crowd in front of him to break apart, which freed up a small gap for himself and Witt to move forward. The crowd on both sides was pushed by Danny like this, of course, they were furious, and when they turned their heads and looked up at Danny's fierce face, they could only swallow a mouthful of saliva and helplessly avoid it.

Soon, the two teenagers crowded to the front of the crowd, and beyond that were the tall and strong men. Joey didn't want to cause too much trouble, so he stopped in moderation and stood with Witt waiting for the change.

The heavy gate of the fort was closed, and three or five guards with spears were pointed through the square in the gate, signaling the villagers outside the gate not to get too close to the gate, otherwise they would let the blood wash the iron gate at any moment.

The scorching sun shone obliquely on the surging crowd, and figures walked on the grass as time passed. People were dripping with sweat, sweat dripping on the grass, and the crowd emitted a foul smell that suffocated. Some of the frail villagers could not withstand the scorching sun and passed out directly, and were carried to the shade of the trees by the crowd on the periphery. Some of the grumpy or impatient villagers gradually left, and the crowd became less and less, but there were still as many as fifty or sixty.

Witt and Joey had long been parched, but they still waited patiently, and if they missed the village, they would lose this shop, so that they would not let their prey slip away.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Look! The garrison is here! ”

Everyone looked around, and when they looked up, they saw that Marigapoye had appeared above the iron gate of the fort's fence, accompanied by two guards behind him, which made everyone who had been waiting for a long time cheer.

"Villagers have worked hard!" Maligapoye was relieved to see so many people signing up, and continued: "This morning we issued a conscription order in the village, mainly against bandits outside the village, who have been particularly rampant lately. I wonder if you have heard about the robbery of the official caravan in the village? Maligapoye's eyes swept over the crowd beneath the fort to see how everyone would react.

As soon as Maligapoye spoke, some people immediately reacted that they had heard of it, but most of them had never heard of it. Wittjoy, of course, heard about it, but didn't react to it, just waited and watched.

I saw Maligapoye smile and said, "I don't think most people are still very clear, so I'll tell you the reason for the matter." About a month ago, the official caravan that had departed from Fesdena Fort to Vizan had been able to reach its destination in two weeks at most, but a full month had passed, and the caravan had not returned. The scout cavalry sent out in the past two days came back and reported that the caravan had not reached Vizan, which meant that the caravan had been robbed on the way. The caravan had more than ten guards, including two cavalrymen, three archers, and the rest were infantry. Later, the reconnaissance cavalry took a closer look, and learned that it was robbed by a gang of bandits who had been rampant not far from the village of Fesdena, and their whereabouts are still unknown, and my men are still investigating. ”

After Maligaboye explained the ins and outs of the matter, he saw that the crowd under the fortress was talking about each other, and immediately stopped the noisy crowd and continued: "This time the conscription order in the village is to prepare for the bandits outside the village, and once the scouts on our side have news, we will send troops to strangle them to remove the future troubles for the village." ”

Maligapoye called on the villagers to fight against the bandits, and then stood on top of the fortress in high spirits. The villagers fell silent for a moment, then cheered: "Maliga! Maliga! Maliga ......"

Of course, there were also a few villagers who sneaked away at this time, and they only joined the army at the beginning, and they didn't want to really die. More than a dozen regular soldiers said that they would be gone, not to mention their rookie eggs!

Maligapoye raised his left hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the villagers under the fortress gradually quieted down, waiting for Maligapoye to speak.

"Although it is to deal with a group of bandits, it does not mean that anyone can become a soldier if he wants to, and he must be strictly selected and qualified before he can enlist in the army. Once selected, each person will receive one dinar, and each person will receive one dinar every week thereafter. If the bandits are exterminated, not only will everyone be promoted to light infantry, but they will also be rewarded with ten more dinars! As soon as Maligapoye's words came out, the villagers immediately boiled with blood and cheered.

Wittjoy could not have imagined that Maligapoye would recruit soldiers for the villagers to suppress bandits, and was even more surprised that he was so generous. The two teenagers grew up in Fesde, and they had never heard that the lord would suppress bandits for the villagers, let alone pay for conscription to eliminate bandits for the villagers, which was incomprehensible. It's not enough for the two of them to think about it, as long as they can realize their dream of galloping on the battlefield, no matter how dangerous the bandits are, it's worth it.

As soon as Maligapoye finished speaking, he motioned for one of the guards behind him to continue the process. The guard put his left hand on his chest, saluted Marigapoye, and saw him off, and then straightened his posture and said to the people: "I am the guard of the garrison, Kas, and I will take care of the rest of the matter." ”

Caston paused, looked around at the villagers, and saw that the villagers had no objections, so he continued: "Everyone in the next step needs to take a physical fitness test, and only those who pass the test can enlist in the army. Do you have any objections? Seeing that everyone had no objections, Cass added: "Since everyone has no opinion, let's start!" ”

Cass motioned for the guards controlling the iron fence to open it. The iron fence slowly rose, and the villagers crowded forward, all for fear that they would be left behind. If Joey hadn't stood behind Witt and pushed most of the people behind him, I'm afraid Witt's relatively thin body would have been trampled into flesh.

The spear guards behind the iron fence had already put away their spears and lined up on both sides of the fortress gate, their spears staggered, controlling the flow of people, and only one villager could enter at a time. Those who passed the physical fitness test remained in the fort, while those who did not pass walked out of the door with yelling, and some even cried.

Witt and Joey were also a little anxious, so they could only stand on tiptoe and look at the blurred situation inside the door, waiting quietly outside.

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