You spend some hours trying to explain to Ulan that military tactics and leadership are necessary for even the most pacifist off Kings.
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He apologizes for his behavior, and, truly inspired by your speech, decides to excel in both mathematics and battle tactics.
971 AD, Midwinter
Revenues from the gold mines and taxes from the dwarves have arrived in the Treasury on schedule.
971 AD, Late Winter
Once upon a midnight dreary, when you're busy with paperwork, your Advisor and the Marshal arrive to speak with you.
"My liege!" The Marshal half-shouts as to not wake up other people in the palace. "The Advisor and I have stumbled upon a nice find in the library of governor of Luathbas!"
"A treatrise on the structure and logistics of Houlandine armies. It was some sort of mandatory scheme, whereas all youths are taken into the army camps for a year of training. And instead of noblemen providing their own armors, the state pays for equipment of every soldier and officer."
"That sounds costly." You say, and the Advisor nods.
"It is, but this would allow us to replenish our numbers much faster, and our men would have basic training no matter their age and status."
"Truly a boon, considering how violent our neighbourhood is lately, my liege!" The Marshal places hands on his waist.
"Should we begin working out our own system of mandatory draft, my liege?"
A) "AB-SO-LUT-LEEEY!"
B) "Naw, it will only consume money."