Recruitment Office.
It was packed with people. Men who wanted to enlist filled the place from end to end.
After all, Jiang Siming's army offered such good treatment that anyone would want to join.
However, Jiang Siming had long since laid down the rule: only elite soldiers were wanted. Anyone who failed to meet the standards would be sent home.
Thus, recruitment was one in a hundred. Those selected were all exceptionally promising recruits.
As soon as Jiang Siming arrived, he heard several thunderous shouts. Looking over, he saw five powerfully built soldiers surrounding a burly man.
The man's appearance was rugged, with a broad back and thick waist. His skin was dark, and he wielded an iron halberd in each hand, sweeping them through the air with tremendous force.
In fewer than two exchanges, all five soldiers had been knocked to the ground, unable to get back up.
"Hahaha, that wasn't satisfying! Anyone else? Come on, fight me again!"
The man threw back his head and shouted, his voice ringing like a bell.
"Well fought." A voice suddenly rang out from outside.
Everyone turned around. When the soldiers saw him, they immediately knelt and called out, "Prime Minister!"
When the applicants heard that the Prime Minister had arrived, they hurriedly knelt as well.
When the big man heard that it was the Prime Minister, he quickly fell silent and respectfully bowed.
"Rise, all of you. There will be less of this empty ceremony in my army from now on," Jiang Siming said.
Everyone obediently got to their feet.
When the burly man saw Jiang Siming staring at him, he instinctively hunched his neck. Even though he had just been imposing beyond compare, he naturally shrank back in Jiang Siming's presence.
His instincts told him that this absurdly young Prime