King’s Kingdom

The autumn rain sparsely fell from the clouds, and then became scattered and messy under the support of the air, falling on the ground like thin lines, falling on people's bodies, and falling on trees, making a pattering sound.

An autumn rain and a cold, this kind of weather makes most people very uncomfortable. The feeling that the cold air has nowhere to hide makes all sentient beings involuntarily fight a cold war.

It would be better if the rain could be a little bigger, then people would be busy taking shelter from the rain, and there would not be many people signing up at the recruiting office, and I would not suffer like this.

But it's hard to die, this autumn rain that should go to **** is not going to fall, but it doesn't mean to stop at all, and it tortures the nerves of the men who have to queue up to sign up.

"Name?" The secretary sitting under the shed glanced at the appearance and figure of the young man in front of him, curled his lips indistinctly, and asked.

"Adler, from Westwood Village..." Standing in front of the secretary was a young boy with a tender face. He was very familiar with all the questions that he needed to ask in advance.

"height?"

"One meter sixty nine..." The young man hesitated a bit, bit the inside of his lip, and finally told his height truthfully.

"Okay..." After recording all the data, the clerk pointed to the crowd and said, "Go and wait, if you are selected, someone will call you by name!"

Adler nodded and walked to the side uneasy. He was worried that his height would cause him to lose the election. After thinking about it, he turned around and added, "Sir, I can read!"

After getting a surprised look from the secretary again, and being looked up and down, Adler was a little relieved and walked into the crowd.

Instead of sitting on the ground like others, the rain-watered soil has turned into sticky mud, and he cherishes his clothes, which are more decent for commoners, which represents the arrival of good days and His Majesty the King. kindness.

The recruitment registration continued until the evening, and the rain continued until the evening. The autumn wind was even more bleak in the night, and it blew the body temperature from time to time. The soldiers who signed up became more and more anxious.

"Damn it! Go back, this is my place!" A slightly immature voice sounded not far from the secretary, followed by a burst of shoving and scolding.

"Why do you say this is your place? I went to the toilet before, what's wrong with coming back now?"

"Who doesn't want to go to the toilet? We didn't leave our seats. Are we fools? If you leave, just leave, go back to the queue, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"How can you be rude to me?"

"This is where soldiers are recruited. You son of a bitch, do you dare to touch me?"

"Bang!" The dull physical collision sounded.

The clerk immediately suspended the registration of the conscription, walked out of the shed in the rain, and went to check the place where the conflict occurred.

"What's going on! What the **** is going on!"

"You! Get off him! Stop me immediately! Do you hear me, stop!" The secretary stepped forward, and two Lan Yin soldiers followed.

With the stop of the Lan Yin warrior, the one-sided fight stopped.

Pulling the "perpetrator" up from the ground, the clerk only discovered until now that the young man's height was so good. He made a rough estimate and found that the other party was at least 1.85 meters tall, even in the North Seven County. The highest group of people in the military region.

"What's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Pizarro, and I'm from Westwood Village!"

"Pizarro of Nishinomura, I hope you can explain Yixi, why this happens!" the secretary asked with a blank expression.

"I don't agree with him cutting the line!" The young man's personality was very direct, and he explained the contradiction clearly without too much explanation.

"Then you're not like this, are you?" The secretary pointed to the comatose jumper lying on the ground.

"I didn't mean it, but he kept provoking me!"

"He? Provoking you?" The secretary looked at the person on the ground, and then at Pizarro who was standing upright, and said, "Are you sure? You are at least 1.85 meters tall and weigh at least 85 kilograms. He is no more than 1.75 meters tall and weighs no more than 70 kilograms. Are you sure he dares to provoke you? Are you dizzy, or do you think I'm an idiot?"

"I didn't mean that, my lord, he is indeed provoking me again and again, and everyone else can testify for me!" Pizarro pointed at the others and said sincerely.

Seeing that everyone present nodded, the secretary also felt that this was the case. Since it was better to do less than one thing, he would not pursue further investigations and winked at the soldier behind him, and the two soldiers walked away with the fainted man. resuscitation not far away.

He looked Pizarro up and down again and said, "Come and register with me first!"

He has this right, and Pizarro is tall and strong, and he is also eligible to be prioritized.

"Pizarro, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is from Westwood Village, what else?" The secretary returned to his chair, wiped his wet hands from the rain, picked up a pen and began to prepare for recording.

"Received simple training...and can read and write?" The secretary recorded it here, and couldn't help but look up at Pizarro.

"You can read and spell. Why don't you participate in the selection of officials, but come here to join the army?"

This kind of behavior really made him unable to understand. Although the status of soldiers is very high and the treatment is very good, officials are officials after all. If they are not officers in the army, it is difficult to control power.

Although the social status of officials is not as good as that of soldiers, and their treatment can only be slightly better, their advantages are that they are easier to be promoted and have greater rights. Basically, as long as people who are literate will choose to become administrative officials, rather than enter the military. .

"This is my dream since I was a child, sir, since I was a few years old, I looked forward to joining the army and becoming a noble soldier!" Pizarro had a determined look on his tender face.

"Okay...you will get your wish!" The secretary pointed to the crowd and said, "Where to go and wait for a while, I will announce the selected people.

"That's right! That young man named Adler is also from Ximu Village. You are from the same village, and you are both literate, so it should be a topic of conversation!" The secretary said something before Pizarro left.

Pizarro walked into the waiting crowd, and suddenly stood out from the crowd. Although there were some tall people among these people, maybe none of them had reached his height.

"Hey!" Adler looked up at Pizarro, greeted him, and said with some doubts, "Are you also from Nishiki Village?"

"When...of course!" Pizarro licked his lips and said with a smile.