Chapter 7: Recruitment
Out of everything that was mentioned in the rulebook, the section that Wei Yuan paid the most attention to was the martial test. After all, it was something Zhang Sheng had never mentioned before.
The martial test gathered all candidates inside a grotto-heaven illusory realm and separated them into two teams at random. The two teams would occupy a base each and attack each other. Annihilating the enemy counted as a win, taking and successfully holding the enemy’s base also counted as a win.
Despite having read every word under the section, there were still many things Wei Yuan were confused about. How were they going to decide everyone’s roles and responsibilities after the two teams were decided? Who would command them? How were they going to familiarize oneself or cooperate with each other? Would the examiners be distributing weapons? If so, would the equipment be allocated in a reasonable fashion? So on and so forth.
Wei Yuan had studied numerous historical accounts of actual battles and the basics of military strategies, but there were simply too many unknown variables to make any meaningful predictions.
Wei Yuan pondered about this for a long time. In the end, he concluded that he could only improvise as the situation dictated. The score was tallied based on the number of eliminated enemies, so he would simply take down as many as he could. Having personally fought and killed a refugee at the age of three, he certainly feared no battle.
It was at this moment a soft knock came from the door. He opened the door to find several youngsters standing outside. The young man at the center of the group was of a handsome countenance and wore a luxurious blue outfit. He was only slightly shorter than Wei Yuan. Judging by Ye County’s standards, the young man was probably eleven or twelve years old.
Every one of these youngsters radiated an air of nobility from their very brows. Some of them wore looks of contempt when they saw his tall stature and his coarse garments.
The youngster at the center perked up when he noticed how big and tall Wei Yuan was, however. He asked, “I am Li Zhi, eldest son of Duke Hui’en of Southern Qi. How should I address you, Senior Brother?”
Wei Yan was slightly surprised. He knew at first glance that the youngster was a noble, but it still surprised him to hear that he was the son of a duke of Southern Qi. Although he had no idea who Duke Hui’en was, he was familiar with the bureaucratic system of all countries. Duke Hui’en (Duke of Favor and Grace) wasn’t just a duke, he was a member of the imperial clan as well. On top of that, Southern Qi was currently at the height of its power and had recently bested Ji in a dominant fashion in several battles.