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The trip to the Knight Academy was surprisingly smooth, and the dean Satinic was almost like sending the God of Wealth, respectfully sending the fat man out of his office building, the difference between the front and back was so big that it made people smash their tongues, which had to make the fat man feel a little emotional,

It turns out that even if he is a real hero, he is a mess when he is forced by money, and he can't be hard if he wants to, but Satinic is the most honored Templar among the knights, that is, the Silver Knight who specializes in combat, and when he meets the Templar, he has to respectfully shout "Mentor"

But it was such a famous master, who was stunned to let the money force him into a destitute household, and when he heard the gold coin, his eyes were as bright as a weasel stealing chickens in the middle of the night.

For these mentor-level figures who have dedicated themselves to knightly education, the school's reputation and adherence to education are far more important than life.

In the carriage back to the city, Statunko looked at the fat man who was staring out the window in a daze, and asked curiously, "My lord, do we really want to take out 2 million gold coins to expand the Knight Academy? That's not a small amount, 2 million is enough for us to recruit another flag regiment!"

"No, you're wrong! It's not a knight's academy, it's a Satema War Academy, this is a big plan related to the future development of Samori, I want you to understand this" The fat man withdrew his gaze from the window, and his face corrected sternly,

Just now he had been thinking about whether to see Kurondianya, but in the end he decided to disappear, the love of children is long, and the hero is short of breath, so it is better to cause less trouble at this critical moment

Statunko is the highest governor of the Zhivacheze region, if he can't understand his intentions, it will be a big obstacle to the development of the academy, even if Statunko doesn't ask, the fat man is ready to talk to Statunko about it.

"Do you know why I suddenly want to establish a war college?" the fat man paused, and when he saw Statunko's confused face, he let out a long sigh with an ugly face, and stared out the window with melancholy eyes

"Because I found that although the number of our Samor army has expanded, the combat effectiveness has decreased, and in the recent Battle of Ditatus, the 30,000 Samour army against the 20,000 Dadanelles army was only narrowly defeated" The fat man's eyes were slightly red, and his tone was full of heaviness, "If it weren't for the old guards who blocked the enemy with their bodies and blood at the most critical moment, maybe we would be the ones who are being beaten into the border now!"

"That's right!" Statunko nodded in agreement, not long ago, there was a decisive battle on the border, and Statunko also knew something, the Samoel army, known as the Undefeated Legion, was almost defeated by the inferior forces of the Southern Alliance,

This was previously unimaginable, and in addition to the fact that the Southern Coalition did have quite a few elites, the degradation of the Satsuma army was also an important issue.

Statunko knew that such a situation was not only in the fat man's Sathoma Legion headquarters army, but also in his own flag regiment, and it was also a very strict phenomenon, and the expanding number of legions made the proportion of elites smaller and smaller.

In addition to the original 3,000 elite veterans, more than half of the entire flag regiment are recruits who have not experienced the tempering of war, otherwise, they would not be overwhelmed by the 8,000 troops of the Dyrance family going north.

"I have decided to let all the officers of Satromour at the rank of squadron leader and above rotate to the Satromour War Academy every year to study, not only to learn the attack techniques of knights, but also to learn army training and battlefield command, only in this way can the myth of Samor's invincibility continue."

The fat man said with a solemn face, "In this way, do you still think the investment of 2 million gold coins is not worth it?"

"I see, my subordinates understand!" Statunko nodded with emotion on his face, and he had to admire the fat man's keen observation, in this era when the number of troops is as large as possible, there are almost no people who can perceive hidden dangers under the aura of victory, and 2 million in exchange for the promotion of the Satamo army, not only is it not expensive, but it also makes a lot of money,

In mid-September, the suspended land purchase order was reactivated, and the large number of displaced people gathered outside the city quickly disappeared without a trace, because along with the land purchase order, there were also a series of decrees to reward farming, the season waits for no one, farmers are busy going back to sow winter wheat, who still has the leisure to wander outside the city,

Occasionally, some ignorant thugs were also suppressed by the Samori army, and more than a dozen bloody human heads hung on the gates of Riwa Cheze.

In this way, the dark and terrifying large-scale peasant revolt was dissipated invisibly by Samori's understatement, and the nobles in the city did not dare to make any more trouble, and everyone could see it.

With the appeal of the Samor people, it is not like a joke to clean them up, and at the same time, the news that the fat man of Samor personally arrived in Riwa Cheze was also revealed by a mysterious figure in the Samori army

The prestige of the fat man of Satsuma to kill the gods made these nobles who were like frightened birds tremble and panic all day long.

Farmsteads were expropriated, fields were divided,

Although Samori compensated for these losses to a certain extent, such endless days gradually dried up the nobles' money bags, and the nobles dared not speak out against Samori

At this time, the expansion of the Samore War College was announced, and the Samore army enthusiastically encouraged the local nobles to participate in the construction.

In the face of the growing loss of finances, the arrogant Rivacha nobles had to bow their heads and join the ranks of the merchant army like their once shameful companions, the nobles of Zhivading who had abandoned their glory

But the most lively thing is not the academy, but the construction of the port of Tattites on the southern coast, according to the agreement between Samoel and the Hulinhai, Samoel not only opened all trade markets to the Hulin, but also built a super-large dock of his own.

Covering an area of 3 square kilometers, with an investment of 1.5 million gold coins, it includes two large shipyards and a repair shop, 18 inner bay docks, housing for tens of thousands of people, and eight large warehouses. The construction site was in full swing, and tens of thousands of Samori soldiers were crowded like ants, and Samori's generosity made the Hulin people, who had always fought at sea, feel smacked

From the southern suburbs of the Riwa Cha to the Everon Pass, there was an endless stream of aristocratic horse caravans transporting materials, and some families even changed the original luxurious carriages into flatbed carriages for the transportation of materials, and countless material merchants and builders poured in from all directions.

The millions of gold coins not only made the dean of the wealthy Satinic smile, but also gave the nobles of the Riwa Cheze a taste of the sweetness of doing business, so that many of the original opposition began to transform into neutral and pro-Samor, and a stable southern trade line began to be established.

After the fat man signed the last report of the day on the spearmen of the main army changing their armor and spears, he raised his head with tired eyes, the sky outside was already white, and the faint morning star was faintly visible in the sky, and the cool breeze of October made the fat man wear a blanket, and the guards guarding the gate had changed three shifts, proving that he had been sitting here all night.

The fat man stood up, moved his tired hands and feet, and unconsciously stayed in Riwache for a month and a half, and all the materials in the underground warehouse had been loaded, ready for tomorrow, no, he would return to Rivading with him today

In the past month and a half, Samoor's savings in the first half of the year have been "squandered" by himself, and he said, "If you have money in hand, don't panic!" But the fat man knew that now in Samar's accounts, there were only 300,000 dried gold coins, and if he didn't find a way to find some money, he would really have to beg for food.

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