With Wang Anye's loud announcement, the Changning Wang Clan Militia Corps recruitment drive officially began.
Wang Anye did not need to personally oversee the specific recruitment procedures. He merely needed to hold the fort from the high platform. Other Wang Clan members, stewards, and family retainers below naturally handled the concrete recruitment matters.
Since every procedure had been arranged and rehearsed in advance, everyone handled their duties methodically, without the slightest disorder.
News of the recruitment had been released long ago. By now, a dense sea of people had already gathered outside the recruitment point's barriers. At a glance, it was a vast black mass, a spectacular sight.
Had the plaza at the center of Xinping Town not been built so spaciously, it probably would have been unable to contain them all.
Thanks to the immense prestige the Wang Clan had accumulated in Changning Guard over the years, although the plaza was crowded, order had not fallen apart. The many young people hoping to take the preliminary selection, along with the elders who had brought them there, all stood where they were supposed to, chatting while waiting nervously and excitedly for the selection to officially begin.
If Wang Shouzhe had been there to witness this scene, he would likely have been deeply moved.
The scene before him was exactly like the parents from his previous life sending their children off to take the college entrance examinations.
The same nervousness, the same excitement, the same unease, the same yearning and anticipation.
For many of them, this day might well be the turning point of their entire lives.
Within the crowd, a middle-aged man in fitted martial attire, a sword in hand, spoke in a deep voice as he lectured a group of juniors behind him, explaining what they needed to watch