In the morning, Xia Pingan left Donggang. When the carriage took him to the camp of the Judgement Army, it was completely dark outside.
The coachman and the horse had been exhausted after a day of running.
During the day, the coachman let the horse rest twice in the stable and fed it with water and fodder.
The coachman was also shivering in the cold night wind. After opening the door for Xia Pingan, the coachman said with a smile, "Sir, the camp of the Judgement Army is just in front of you. Just walk along this road for a while and you'll arrive there. Please forgive me. That place is heavily guarded. I really don't dare to go there. You can just walk there!" Xia Pingan nodded and said, "Sir, the camp of the Judgement Army is right in front of you.
"Okay, thank you!"
"Sir, I still need to give you 35 silver coins …" The coachman asked tentatively. After all, Xia Pingan had given him too much money. Even if Xia Pingan hired him for a day, he would not get more than 1 gold coin. This money was more than enough to hire him for 4 or 5 days.
"Keep the change. I'll give you more as a reward …" Xia Pingan said.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you …" The coachman let out a sigh of relief and thanked Zhang Tie profusely with a smile. Then, he turned around and drove back.
There were still clouds in the sky. Almost no starlight could be seen. Only the shadows of the two moons could be seen behind the thick clouds.
The gas lamps on the road had been lit, illuminating the puddles of water on the ground.
There were not many pedestrians and carriages around. All of them were in a hurry. It seemed that they dared not to stay here any longer.
The camp of the Judgement Army was close to a mountain in the north of Shangjing City. This mountain was called Ping Mountain.
In the dark, Ping Mountain was lurking like a huge beast, full of a terrifying aura.
Xia Pingan did not go to the camp of the Judgement Army. It was late at night. The camp of the Judgement Army would not wait for him. People should rest, not to mention it was so late.
Xia Pingan walked on the street for a while and found a hotel. He asked for a room and stayed there for the night. The next morning, he went to the camp of the Judgement Army.
The next day, the weather cleared up a little and there was no more drizzle.
After having breakfast in the hotel, Xia Pingan checked out and threw his luggage into his own space warehouse. Wearing a black robe, he went to the camp of the Judgement Army in high spirits.
The gate of the military camp of Judgment Army was magnificent. The 100-m longer huge granite gatehouse was like a city gate. The gate in the middle of the gatehouse was wide open while two rows of sentries of Shang Dynasty in dark-red military uniforms were standing at the gate of the gate, looking straight ahead with live ammunition.
Xia Pingan did not arrive early. When he arrived, there were already more than 200 people waiting here.
All the people waiting here were between twenty and thirty years old. Their gazes were sharp and their auras were steady. There were both men and women of different appearances. Xia Pingan knew at a glance that these people were all Summoners below the One Sun Realm.
There was a sign hanging in front of the side door next to the main entrance. It said "Recruitment in the Judgement Army". Everyone was waiting there. Xia Pingan was also waiting patiently behind the crowd.
After a while, a new Summoner would arrive.
After waiting for an hour, there were more than 300 Summoners gathered here.
"Brother, are you also here to join the Judgement Army?" While Xia Pingan was waiting, a newcomer came to Xia Pingan's side and talked to Xia Pingan.
Strangers often got to know each other by talking nonsense.
Xia Pingan glanced at the person who spoke to him. That person was in his twenties and had a refined appearance. His nose was a nose and his eyes were eyes. His clothes were not eye-catching and he looked approachable. Of course, this was just how it looked.
"Yes, I'm here to join the Judgement Army. Brother, are you here too?" Xia Pingan also asked nonsense.
"Yes, my name is Qu Youqian. How should I address you?"
"I'm Xia Pingan!"
"Brother, are you from the Shang Dynasty?"
"No, I've been wandering in various countries. Previously, I was in the Southern Region. What about you?"
"Hahaha, I'm also a rogue Summoner like you!" Qu Youqian sighed and looked at the tall gate tower of the Judgement Army with hopeful eyes. "The life of a rogue Summoner is not easy. It seems free, but it's too difficult to find precious resources. Brother, you're also a Summoner, so you must have a deep understanding. I'm about to reach the One Sun Realm. Once I break through, I'll need the Holy Spring of the One Sun Realm. It's not easy to get the Holy Spring of the One Sun Realm. If I can join the Judgement Army, after reaching the One Sun Realm, the Judgement Army will provide the Holy Spring of the One Sun Realm for free. Many people here have the same goal as me …"
"Yes, I think so too. After joining the Judgement Army, I've heard that as long as I perform well in the Judgement Army, the Judgement Army will not lack cultivation resources such as Realm Beads, celestial devices, and Holy Spring!" Xia Pingan and Qu Youqian chatted casually.
"Of course, but it's not easy to join the Judgement Army. I've heard that the selection process is very strict. It would be good if seven or eight of us could be selected today. By the way, brother, you seem to have just arrived in Shang Jing. Have you thought about what you'll do if you fail to be selected?" Qu Youqian seemed very enthusiastic and chatted with Xia Pingan.
"I haven't thought about this. I think if I fail to be selected, I'll first find a job in Shang Jing City and settle down!"
Summoners were also humans. Humans needed to eat, drink, and defecate. They also needed basic necessities such as clothing, food, shelter, and transportation. They also needed cultivation resources. These things all required money, especially in Shang Jing City. Unless one's family had a strong foundation, summoners also needed to work in order to have a place in Shang Jing City.
"Haha, not bad, not bad. It's just as I thought. In fact, it's not difficult for wandering summoners like us to find a job in Shang Jing City of the Shang Dynasty. One of my friends joined the Judgement Army but failed to be selected, so he went to a wealthy family to be a guard. The treatment is pretty good. I also have a friend who became a bounty hunter and settled down here. Later on, he obtained a Holy Spring and has now cultivated to the Two Sun Realm …"
"If I fail to be selected, I'll also try to work as a bounty hunter!"
"If brother wants to go, I can introduce my friend to you!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome. We're all outside, so we should help each other!"
While the two of them were chatting, two people came out from the side door. One of them was in his twenties and looked arrogant, while the other was in his thirties and looked much calmer.
Both of them were wearing the uniform of the Judgement Army. Their dark red armor was paired with a double-breasted black robe. Their waists were tied with a dark red brass belt that was about the width of a palm. They were wearing high black leather boots with their trousers tucked into the leather shoes. They looked cool and stylish.
On the shoulders of their robes were the red epaulettes of the Judgement Army. The epaulettes had the symbol of the Dark War God's Thorn Divine Throne. The twenty-year-old had one star on his epaulettes, while the other had two stars on his epaulettes.
"The one with one star is a One-Sun Summoner in the Judgement Army, and the one with two stars is a Two-Sun Summoner. If it's a Four-Sun Summoner or above, their epaulets will be golden, and there will be a silver crossed scepter and flame pattern on their epaulets. In the Judgement Army, strength is the military rank. I just don't know what their titles are …"
Qu Youqian licked his lips and said to Xia Pingan in an envious tone, "If you can wear the uniform of the Judgement Army, you'll be so cool. In the entire Divine Kingdom of the Dark War God Church, you'll be able to do whatever you want …"
Xia Pingan revealed a smile.
The Judgement Army was the violent machine of the Dark Battle God Church. Therefore, the people in the Judgement Army usually had three ranks. It was a little complicated. The rank represented strength, and the rank represented the specific position. This was very easy to understand. For example, a second lieutenant was a platoon leader. A second lieutenant was a rank, and a platoon leader was a rank. However, other than that, the Judgement Army also had a religious rank, which represented the person's identity in the Dark Battle God Church.
The most common status in the church was a member of the church, followed by a priest, then a deacon, a priest, a bishop, and so on.
In the Holy Kingdom of the Dark War God Church, as well as the Holy Kingdoms of other churches, the higher the title, the higher the title, the higher the title.
As soon as the two people walked out of the side door, the scene instantly quieted down. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people.
"If you want to join the Judgement Army, you have to follow the first rule of the Judgement Army, which is to keep your mouth shut. I don't care what you used to do, what your identity and experiences are. From now on, if anyone wants to speak or express their opinions, you have to raise your hand. Unless you have permission, you are not allowed to speak. Do you understand?" the young man in his twenties with an arrogant look said to everyone directly.
Everyone nodded, but no one spoke.
Seeing everyone nod, the young man continued, "People will die in the selection of the Judgement Army. If you're afraid of death, don't come in and waste everyone's time. If you're not afraid of death, you can come in and get a number to participate in the selection!"
The people in front began to line up to get a number. Those who received a number took it and stood aside.
The man in his thirties with two stars on his epaulets kept silent. He just put his hands behind his back and stared indifferently at the people in front of him who were lining up to get a number. After the people in front had received more than 40 numbers, the man in his thirties finally made a move. He reached out his hand and grabbed a person who had just reached the front of the line. He grabbed that person's collar and threw him more than 30 meters away. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood.
"You came here four years ago to participate in the selection of the Judgement Army and failed. Today, you grew a beard and changed your hairstyle, and you want to get away with it? The selection of the Judgement Army is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you dare to get away with it next time, you will be killed without mercy. Get lost!" the man in his thirties scolded.
The person who was thrown out didn't dare to make a sound. He got up from the ground and left dejectedly.
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