The people of Pingjiang County have deep feelings for Fan Jiajun. When they learned that Fan Jiajun was going to be rebuilt, the people of Pingjiang County were all happy and excited.
Early the next morning, the school grounds in front of the Fubing Camp were packed with people.
Some people came to see if Fan Haizhou was really back, but more of them were veterans who came to participate in the military recruitment.
The reason why so many people came to apply was not only because of General Fan's influence, but also because yesterday's notice stated the benefits after joining the Fan family army.
Jin Feng knew very well that if he wanted the horses to run, he had to feed them grass. Since he planned to let Fan's army come to occupy Wu, he had no intention of being stingy.
Although the monthly salary set for the Fan family army is not as high as that of the bodyguard, it is still higher than the salary of the Pingjiang County Yamen servant.
Interest is always the best way to win people's hearts.
For the vast majority of veterans, they cannot refuse the monthly money offered by Jin Feng.
Those who have arrived now are only the first batch. As the sun rises higher and higher, more and more people are arriving.
At Chen time, Fan Haizhou led two of his men out of the Fubing camp and climbed onto the wooden platform at the door.
Fan Haizhou is well-known in Fan Jiajun, and there are many veterans who know him. Once he stood on the stage, many people recognized him without taking off the bandage.
Immediately, hundreds of veterans signed up with toothpastes and asked to join the Fan Family Army.
"More people came than we expected."
Tang Fei looked at the crowded crowd and sighed.
"Because they followed a good general back then!" Han Feng said.
In the cold weapon age, the loss rate of soldiers was very high.
This is also the reason why men have been in decline before the great prosperity.
Once many people go to the battlefield, they never come back.
Although the Fan Jiajun's fighting style is very tough due to General Fan's relationship, and they have always fought on the Dakang border, the Fan Jiajun veterans have the most retired soldiers alive among the Zhenxi Army.
It's not that General Fan is partial, but because the party members also know that they have to pick on the weak.
The old soldiers brought by those dandy generals were defeated in one blow. All they had to do was ride on horseback and kill people behind.
Players like Fan Jiajun and Tielin Jun fought tooth and nail. Although the party cavalry had a combat advantage, death was inevitable.
Although the nomadic people are fierce in their folk customs, no one wants to die.
As time goes by, the party members will try their best to avoid Fan Jiajun and Tielin Army, so more veterans of these two teams will retire alive.
Tang Fei and Han Feng were chatting when they suddenly heard noise coming from a registration point on the right.
"Go over and have a look!"
Han Feng frowned slightly and walked over with Tang Fei.
Behind the registration point, the escort in charge of registration said, "Brother, you are really bad at this! You are missing two fingers. I am afraid you can't even hold a knife!"
In the wars of the cold weapon era, there were many disabled people. More than half of the veterans of the Fan family army who signed up were disabled to varying degrees.
This man's right ring finger and little finger are both missing, so he does not comply with the Fan Family Army's recruitment regulations.
"Just now I saw a man with a broken arm go in, why can't I?" the strong man said unconvinced.
"He is literate, knows military formations, and can lift a stone roll with one hand. If you can, I will let you pass!" the bodyguard replied.
There are too few literate veterans these days. If we recruit one, even if we are not good at combat, we can still engage in writing-related work.
"Although I can't read or understand military formations, I can shoot arrows!"
The strong man pointed behind him: "If you don't believe it, just ask them!"
The two men standing behind nodded quickly: "Yes, in our village, Brother Shuhan has the best archery skills!"
The escort took out a bow and arrow directly from under the table, and pointed at the target ten feet away behind him: "As long as you can hit three arrows, you can pass!"
"Then watch!"
The man directly took the bow and arrow, skillfully bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and shot three arrows in a row!
Whoosh whoosh!
Three arrows were nailed to the target in the shape of a "pin"!
"good!"
The surrounding veterans and bodyguards all cheered.
Even Han Feng couldn't help but applaud.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
This man almost didn't aim just now, which shows that he is extremely confident.
Moreover, the three arrows are evenly arranged around the bullseye, which is more difficult than hitting the bullseye with all three arrows!
"With this sign, you don't need to take part in the next assessment. You can go directly to the heavy crossbow class of the first company to report!"
The escort in charge of registration handed the man a red sign.
"Thank you brother!"
The man took the sign and ran away happily.
"We have another sharp archer!"
Tang Fei looked at the man's back and said.
The heavy crossbow is easy to operate, but the arrow is too heavy and will start to fall soon after being shot, deviating from the target.
At this time, the heavy crossbow shooter needs to adjust the shooting angle based on feeling.
The man is very accurate in archery and is a very good heavy crossbow shooter.
“Let’s go over there and have a look again!”
After Tang Fei sighed, he took Han Feng to the side.
General Fan's influence and the publicity of the stage play made the recruitment work go very smoothly.
After all, it was his first recruitment. Han Feng decided to recruit only 3,000 people, but he recruited more than 600 people on the first day.
Although some of them will definitely be wiped out in subsequent assessments, selecting 500 qualified ones is not a big problem.
As the news spreads to the countryside, more and more people will come.
Han Feng estimates that the goal of recruiting 3,000 people can be completed in up to ten days.
After another month or two of training, you can go out and practice.
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The recruitment work in Pingjiang County is progressing smoothly, and in Weizhou City in the far north, the construction of cement kilns and cemeteries is also in full swing.
From Tieniu to ordinary bodyguards, no one had any sympathy for the Jin-Barbarian coalition. Whenever a prisoner slacked off in his work, the bodyguards would rush over and beat him or kick him.
At first there were still some Eastern Barbarians who resisted, but as they were beaten more and more, there were fewer and fewer resisters.
Now the prisoners are looking forward to building the cement kiln and cemetery as soon as possible before the weather becomes completely cold.
Weizhou City is located in the north of the Great Wall, and it is really cold.
After the common people collected the corpses of Fan Jiajun soldiers, they did not do anything to deal with them at all. They just put them in the thatched shed and none of them rotted.
When it's the coldest, you can't touch the rocks at all, otherwise the skin on your hands will stick to them.
Driven by fear, before winter really came, the cement kiln was finally repaired and the first kiln of cement was fired.
The progress of the cemetery has also reached its final stage.
"Battal Commander, the prisoners who built the kiln have been sent over to build the cemetery. It is estimated that the cemetery will be completed in half a month at most!" the deputy battalion commander reported.
There were three stoves burning in Tieniu's tent. It was freezing and snowy outside, but inside the tent it was as warm as spring.
"Inform the cement kiln to work overtime these days to produce more cement. I will use it soon."
While warming himself by the fire, Tieniu said casually: "Go to Weizhou City to find some craftsmen. I want to build some sculptures at the entrance of the cemetery."