At the urging of Delores, after Evan sent Alice away, he immediately began to prepare for conscription. In Aven's plan, even a small force of fifty people needed to have a clear division of labor.

Someone led the charge, acting as a sharp blade for the entire army. Someone filled the middle army and further tore the enemy front. Someone implemented the rear army to prevent the enemy from encircling and sneak attacks.

The Barony of Hull was surrounded by mountains and rivers, cultivated in a small area, and most of them relied on hunting for their livelihood, so the people were quite fierce, and it was fitting that they should be used to form a vanguard force.

Of course, if it is only recruited from Hull, it is easy to cause a shortage of local labor, which will affect production, so Evan is also preparing to recruit soldiers from London City and Raquis.

As for the division of labor among the soldiers in various places, Ai Wen had already thought about it. The Hull soldiers acted as the vanguard, the soldiers of the City of London were in charge of the central army, and the soldiers of Raquis were placed in the rear.

However, these soldiers come from different places, and whether there will be communication problems, and what to do with the families of other soldiers, also need to be carefully considered.

Before the recruitment began, Evan approached Deloris and his father, Elruth, and shared some of his thoughts with both of them, and asked them for advice. The three of them discussed in the living room for a long time, and finally discussed a plan that seemed to be executable.

With the help of Baron Elluth, news of the conscription soon spread in the Barony of Hull. Many people heard that the pay of being a soldier was very good, and hurried to Hull Castle, hoping to join the army.

But when they knew that they were going to go somewhere else after joining the army, they were very hesitant. As a result, many people gathered around the recruitment office every day, but no one signed up.

Ai Wen didn't have any resistance, after all, as this elite commander, he was originally responsible for his subordinates. Now that it's clear and honest, even if no one signs up, it's better than hiding it from the soldiers. Deloris was a little anxious, urging Evan to think of a way.

"I heard there's recruiting soldiers here?" In front of the recruiting office, a burly man walked over, looked Ai Wen sitting up and down, and asked angrily.

"Yes." Seeing that someone had signed up, Ai Wen also looked carefully at the man in front of him.

"Okay, then I'll sign up." The man said without hesitation.

It was the first time for Evan to see such a bold person, and he was immediately interested.

"After joining the army, we're going to go somewhere else, not staying in Hull, have you figured it out?"

"I'm alone, I don't have any relatives at home, as long as you can feed me, I'm willing to do it." The man did not hesitate.

The people around listened to the man's words and burst into laughter, and even Ai Wen couldn't help laughing.

When others come to sign up for the army, they will at least pretend to play a role, and the reason for joining the army will be more high-sounding and sound better. This guy is real, he joined the army just to eat.

"Okay, you do what I say. Palm up, arms straight." The man didn't know why, but he still did it.

Evan noticed that the man's two palms were covered with calluses. The white powdery particles were covered with rough textures, and there was a long scar on the palm of the man's right hand.

On the back of his hand, Evan saw more wounds from the past, and some new wounds that were still oozing blood.

"What's your name, where did you work as a quarryman?" Evan asked calmly.

"My name is Hans, and I used to work as a quarryman near the city of London. How do you know I'm a quarryman, do you know me?" Hans asked, confused.

Evan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know Hans. He asked Hans to open his hands again and point to his palms in explanation.

"Your palms are covered with calluses, with the palm and the side near your fingers being the thickest and the most numerous. This indicates that you work with tools a lot, and judging by the length of the calluses, there is a high probability of a long-handled tool. Secondly, you have a lot of wounds on the palms of your hands, and if you pay attention, most of them are in the fingers and palms, which means that there are a lot of sharp things in the place where you work."

"If you look closely, you can also see that there are some fine particles mixed in the texture, and the texture is hard. Finally, there are obvious flattening marks on your shoulders, and there are also calluses on them, which should be the result of having to carry heavy loads frequently. It's worth mentioning that you still have a lot of white powder on your hair. All things considered, the most likely one is the quarryman."

Hans gave a thumbs up, "You're amazing, I'm going to follow you."

"Okay, I'll make sure you're fed, too. Not only to be fed, but also to be able to eat well in the future." Evan said with a smile.

"I'm going to join the army too!" A childish voice rang out.

Hahaha, there was another burst of laughter outside the castle. Evan watched as a skinny boy struggled to squeeze his way out of the crowd and out of the crowd.

"Whose boy is this, don't hurry home yet."

"With such a thin body, go to the army to find death?"

Hearing the noise, Delores also came outside the castle. She saw the thin boy at a glance, "Son, this is not the place to play games."

"I didn't play a game, sister. Since that big uncle can join the army, so can I." The boy shouted.

Hans looked at him in surprise and said sullenly, "Little one, I can beat a few people, can you?"

The boy glanced at Hans with some fear, and retorted not to be outdone, "I can shoot with a bow and arrow!" With 100 shots, I can kill many more enemies than you."

Hearing the bow and arrow, Evan suddenly became interested, "If you can really hit every shot, I can consider breaking the convention."

He stretched out his hand and signaled to the captain of the convoy, and immediately a soldier brought a bow and three arrows.

"Now, with this bow, shoot three arrows. If you get hit by two arrows, you pass it. I'll take you." Ai Wen pointed to a tree one hundred and fifty steps away and said with a grin.

The boy took the bow and got a little familiar, and then he shot the arrow, and with a whoosh, the arrow streaked in the air. With a snap, it was stuck in the dirt.

In his mind, Evan estimated in his mind that the distance the arrow would fly would be about 100 paces. Seeing that the first arrow missed, the boy's expression froze, his thin body trembled slightly, and his small hands clenched into fists.

In a moment, he fired a second arrow, which was indeed a little farther than the first, about one hundred and ten paces, but still very far from the target. Biting his lip, the boy put the last arrow on his bow and pulled the bowstring again.

Evan could see that the boy had done his best, that the first two archery had already consumed a lot of energy, and that it was a miracle that the latter's trembling hands were able to pull the bowstring.

Whoosh, the arrow finally flew straight and landed on the ground after more than ninety steps. Looking at his three arrows, the boy's face turned pale, and he lowered his head and slowly handed the bow in his hand to Aven.

"Tell me why you joined the army." Evan stroked the bow and arrows and asked casually.

"In order to feed my sister. Before coming here, I thought of many ways and tried hunting, but I never fed my sister once, and I was hungry for several days. I have no choice, I see that there is a conscription here, I want to join the army, even if I die, I can let my sister eat for a few days."

There was silence in front of the castle, and the people who had been laughing closed their mouths in a huff. The women turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at the child again.

"You don't have anything, how can you hunt, what prey can you hit with your bare hands?" Ai Wen was unmoved, and asked indifferently.

"I have the bow and arrows that my father left me, and they are much better than yours." Speaking of bows and arrows, the boy shouted hoarsely. As he spoke, he spread his legs and ran away without a trace.

"Aven, what you said is too harsh." Deloris couldn't stand it, walked up to Aven, and whispered admonishment.

"He'll be back. Here is his only hope. If you can't bear this little bit of excitement, then leave early, war is not a game, it will kill people." Evan said calmly.

After a while, the boy returned with a great bow, which was called because it was about the same length as the boy's height.

When Aven saw the bow, his eyes lit up immediately, and he recognized the name of the bow almost immediately, the British Longbow. This kind of sharp weapon from the Welsh region is now actually appearing in front of him.

This artifact must not be allowed to slip into the hands of the enemy. There was only one thought left in Aivan's mind, but how could he do it?

"You see, this is the bow and arrow that my father left behind." The boy held the longbow and said proudly, as if to show off his treasure.

"Can you still pull the bowstring?" Evan asked expressionlessly.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "No. I don't have the strength at all right now."

"What is the use of a bow and arrow that can't be pulled?" Evan scoffed.

The boy didn't answer, and the look of frustration on his face showed his inner thoughts. Evan didn't answer, he reached out and took the longbow, took one of the arrows the boy had brought, and took aim with it. With a whoosh, the arrow made a sound that broke through the air. The boy seemed to forget the embarrassment he had just had, and hurriedly looked into the distance. The crowd of onlookers also looked in the direction where the arrows were flying.

Snap, the arrow plunged deep into the trunk of the tree. Everyone gasped, the tree that Ai Wen chose was not the one that had let the boy shoot arrows before, but a farther target, more than two hundred steps.

The boy looked at Evan in shock, a little in disbelief that he had seen that someone had pulled the bowstring with his longbow for the first time and had hit the target.

Ai Wen looked at the longbow in his hand, and was full of emotion in his heart, it is worthy of the world-famous British longbow, this kind of range and power are almost all the bows and crossbows of the same era, but without years of training and production, it is impossible for this longbow to form combat effectiveness.

"You can stay. But I have a request, I'll give you a year, and if you can't shoot a target a hundred and fifty paces away with this bow, you'll get out of here. And be my servant to pay you all your expenses for the year."

Evan nodded at Morse, the old butler. The latter immediately brought out two steaming bowls of fragrant wheat porridge and four slices of black bread.

Delores blinked, a little incredulous of what she had heard. However, she soon understood that her fiancé should have wanted to keep the child, so he deliberately found a lame excuse full of loopholes.

It's just that even she was frightened by Aivan's arrow just now, maybe that's the real one hundred shots?

"Next ......"