In view of the ongoing violence at Djerkhala University, the two-hundred-year-old university collapsed. This is a necessity for a university, because within it there are now two distinct factions: the radicals, who advocate a tough attitude towards the citizens, and the moderates, who advocate a peaceful solution to everything.

More than ten years ago, just after the liberation of Djerkhara, the resumption of classes in the ruins of the Djerkhara University was already faintly split. At that time, the military junta's officers supported a large number of radical and hard-nosed education officials to reform the university according to their own wishes. The polite atmosphere of the university has changed, which is largely a good thing, many tedious meetings and unnecessary assessments have been canceled, the whole university is permeated with a high-spirited atmosphere, the martial style is encouraged for the first time in the university, and every invention will be funded and rewarded by the university. But on the other hand, under this kind of atmosphere, there is a flock of people who teach medicine, such as a teacher who taught medicine, who was once a herbalist in the city, who joined the front-line medical team during the war, and in the army, he helped soldiers who could not write to write write letters home, which made him take into the university after the war and became a glorious university teacher. The scholasticism at Djerkhala University was greatly stimulated by this man's background, and one man wrote to the Ministry of Education: "If a drug dealer can be on an equal footing with us, what dignity do we have?" ”

Soon the Ministry of Education replied: "Then you go and become a drug dealer and bring dignity to them."

This partiality caused an uproar in the system of the Ancien Régime, with some even calling the involvement of the Rhodok army at the university "the beginning of Sven's sweep."

This division has continued until recent years, when it has intensified in the midst of conflicts with the citizens. The views of the two factions are at odds, and with the support of the military, the radicals simply ignore the opinions of the citizens and the other faction, and they blindly favor some errant students, so that the citizens are disappointed with the university as a whole.

Faced with this situation, the principal was very troubled, and he did not want to offend people on both sides. But if he had to choose, he could only choose not to offend the army.

So when Aaron's Naval School was founded, a letter of invitation for help was sent to the principal. The headmaster had an idea in his mind that would split two groups of people. He felt it was an opportunity. Unexpectedly, when he first raised this issue, he was met with fierce opposition from both rows, and people from both factions felt that although they contradicted each other, it would not be to the extent of splitting the university. The matter was put on hold, but a few months later, when the citizens began to storm the university and several students were injured, the moderates quietly changed their attitude. Soon, they reached an understanding with the citizens.

The principal wrote back to Aaron Naval School: "29 teachers and 32 students and more than 50 related personnel will join your school in the next academic year."

The treasure that fell from the sky made the new president of the Naval Academy happy, he didn't expect that Djerkhara University would support him so much. For a newly established school, talent is the most valuable resource, this kind of resource can not be found, he got more than 100 talents at once, which made him proudly to his superior--- a certain general of the First Fleet of the South China Sea Navy in Rhodok praised Haikou: "General, within 2 years, the first batch of 20 naval non-commissioned officers will board your fleet to serve you, before this only requires you to build ten small warships, these 20 people will become their first captain and first mate." ”

"You know, the navy of the Principality is now just a guard trained by fishermen and maritime merchants, and these people are a rabble at worst. The non-commissioned officers I have trained for you will be familiar with materials science and shipbuilding, which will enable them to independently purchase good ships in the future; These non-commissioned officers will know astrogazing and meteorology, which will allow you to command your fleet with precision and ease; These non-commissioned officers will systematically learn the techniques of naval combat, which will allow them to become the backbone of the Principality's navy. These are the people who will make your dreams come true: one day the flag of Rhodok will fly over the vast sea, and the men of Rhodok will fend off the enemy in the sound of waves and the chirping of seagulls, and make achievements abroad! Your Excellency, I will be your eternal follower, please leave these lads to me with confidence! ”

"General, more than ten years ago, I rode a small sampan with you, and was chased like a dog along the coastline. At that time, our navy was reduced to the oars in our hands and the oak dinghy of Palauven at our feet. This is the greatest shame for the Principality's Navy, behind our backs, Djerkhara is burning, and our Navy cannot hold even a single estuary! General, I remember your oath: 'Gone are the days when foreigners could humiliate our Motherland with a few warships'. Please take us with us and let the flag of Rhodoc spread all over the blue ocean! ”

While his father was still asleep in the carriage with Cesar, the groom exerted his strength and shouted, "Aaron has arrived." ”

When his father woke up, Cesar had opened the curtains and yelled at the groom in a low curse, and through the window that Cesara had opened, he saw the capital of Rhodoc, the city of Aaron.

Aaron is an important town southwest of Rhodoc. Before the Svadian invasion, Aaron was only used as a mountain cargo transit station. The produce from the mountains is carried by mountain people on their shoulders and mules all the way to Aaron, where it is simply processed and sorted and then loaded on ships here and transported all the way to Paraven.

Aaron's handicrafts, especially textiles, were well developed. Since the liberation of Aaron by the Southern Army, a complete production system has been gradually established in Aaron, and now, Aaron has become a functional port city like Paravon and Gosas, and its freight throughput has reached two-thirds of that of Paravon last year, which has worried the merchants of the north, who fear that Aaron will become a new shipping center and thus replace the important position of Paravon. Now, every year, thousands of cargo bags full of linen, silk, pottery, wine, and clothing are loaded into boxes by dock workers into the merchant ships with round holds. These merchant ships will ride the wind and sail heavily to the major ports on the mainland. They traded the Nords for well-made weapons and armor, and wealthy merchants would even order fine ships directly from the well-developed shipyards of Tihana. Some ships sailed further, buying leather, walnuts, and high-quality longbows that the Wikiians were proud of.

But what is puzzling is that Swadia, which has a large number of much-needed supplies for Rhodok, seems to be blind to this emerging market. Swadia merchants were under political pressure to watch as large sums of dinars were being taken away by the Nords and Viecchians, while their cheap goods were left mouldy in warehouses.

In recent years, the trade embargo in Swadia has become an empty talk due to Rhodok's increased production capacity. However, conservative Swadia government officials insisted that the embargo was necessary and that it would "more or less delay the time that Rhodok would become a threat." This negative attitude can only make the pragmatic Rhodok shrug his shoulders and give the order to someone else.

When Swadia was the master of the continent, Paravon became one of the richest cities in the world because of its openness and inclusiveness, but now it is tied to itself. watched Aaron overtake it step by step.

As trade increased, Rhodoc's finances became more and more dependent on exports. Grand Duke Rhodok knew that Rhodok's trade lines were too long, and that there would be a considerable distance in between close to the coastline of Swadia. This is very dangerous and disadvantageous, and if there is a change, Swadia can easily cut off the business line of Rhodok. The Rhodoks had recognized the importance of protecting maritime rights due to the importance of maritime trade to their own country, but fortunately Swadia did not pay much attention to the sea at this time. The Admirals of Rhodok and the maritime merchants raised their concerns to the Grand Duke of Rhodok through the General Staff.

Archduke Rhodoch was concerned to discover that the merchants were now the glue that held the classes together, bringing the country's already loose burgher class closer together. It was no longer the time for politics to come out of the way, and Archduke Rhodok felt a little frustrated that his new government had to be negotiated by all classes before it could be passed, which made him quite annoyed.

But this time, Grand Duke Rhodok knew that it was an urgent need for the state. As soon as the country's trade routes go wrong because of him, then his political life is over. Therefore, he quickly approved the proposals of the generals and representatives of the merchants. When the man signed the word "agree", he felt a little weak, and he suddenly felt a sense of comical, because he knew that his own "consent" had no weight. Now the people below no longer need to give up their slightest interests because of political demands, and his consent is just a formality. Because those below need to convince the population that what they are doing is allowed by law.

It's a lot like how people treated the pope like women in the past, and people recognized their authority, but they just treated them like an old man who wrote redemption certificates.

The generals, who had been allowed to do so, quickly formed the Admiralty with the support of both the merchants and the government. In fact, there were special naval agencies before, but they were only the security agencies of some chambers of commerce, and there were some ships of all ages, large and small, good and bad, from the old triremes to the new sailing warships, from large barges to small sampans. It's literally a museum of naval history.

When the Navy was established, the admiral stood on the viewing platform on the pier and inspected his navy. The little parade was a failure, and the sailors, fishermen, and members of the coastal defense team, as if they did not think of themselves as real soldiers, were enthusiastically decorating their boats, and swaggering through the sea in front of the iron-faced general.

As they passed, some of the ship's sailors sang cheerful tavern songs; Some of the fishermen in the boats unfurled a banner that read 'Hello General,' while others hired a choir boy for the parade, and as they passed by the viewing platform, the boys sang a hymn, which resulted in the lead teacher getting seasick and vomiting in the dark, and the hymn ended hastily.

At that time, the general turned back and asked one of his own lieutenants: "What will happen to this group of bastards when they meet the fleet of the Svadians?" ”

The adjutant looked at it and said with a blank face, "Feed the fish." ”

The general nodded: "You can't show your talent by my side." The military department received several clubs and naval halls left by the Svadia Navy. I'm going to set up a naval academy, and I'll help you find a way to set up a naval academy. Personnel, you give me the whole thing yourself, I don't have any other requirements. I'll give you three years, and then you're going to train me every year like my mother's old hen lays eggs on time. ”

This adjutant was later the principal of the Aaron Naval Academy. He swore an oath to Admiral Aaron and reduced the duration of his training from three years to two years.

The man was now standing at the door of the Naval School, where he was waiting with a standard Navy moth-fur cap. This is the day of the report, there will be a lot of new students entering the school, but more importantly, a group of teachers and students who have transferred from Djerkhala University will arrive today. And in this group, there are several Swadians. The Navy Military Department has no opinion that he has accepted a group of Djerkhara college students, and the original text of the Military Department is: "Don't want cowards among the students in this group, don't want sick seedlings." As long as the others pass the performance appraisal, they will try to be absorbed into the navy as much as possible. This group of teachers gave them better treatment than Djalkara University. As for a couple of Swadians inside, you deal with it cheaply. ”

The headmaster silently pondered how much autonomy he had been given by cheap handling.

When a carriage stopped at the school gate, several people opened the door and jumped out, and there was a man standing next to the rector, who had come from Djerkhala University in the past, and who had arrived early to assist the rector in welcoming the students. This spring, he spent his time on the coastline collecting data to calculate the radius of this orange-like world. And the few people who had just gotten off the carriage enjoyed the blessings of a spring. This filled the man's stomach with resentment.

He whispered to the principal, "Principal, you can play music and welcome." Play the one I picked out for you. ”

The headmaster turned to the man and said, "Mr. Sabel, do you really think it's appropriate to play such a song?" You're a Svadian yourself. ”

The man said: "Yes, only this song can play the military soul of the navy", and he paused: "And the main goal of the entire Rhodok Navy, isn't it?" ”

The light in the headmaster's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't say anything more. He didn't look at the band behind him, he raised his arm and waved, and the band behind him began to play.

When my father jumped out of the car with Cesar and the goblins, there was a sound of earth-shattering music, and they were startled and didn't know what was going on. When I came back to my senses, I realized that it was the people from the school who welcomed me. The goblins and my father felt the light on their faces and beckoned to the men.

At this time, the father noticed Cesar's strange smile. The father thought it strange and asked Cesar, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Cesar looked left and right and pulled his father aside, "Do you know what song is being played right now?" ”

The father said, "I don't know." ”

Cesar almost laughed: "The broadsword cut off the head of the Svadians"

Father: "?! ”

Only the goblins, still smiling triumphantly, waved slowly at the band.