Berlin.
City Palace.
After the Silesian Wars ended, William III had moved here to live. Perhaps Sanssouci Palace always reminded him of his father's senile incompetence and dissipation in his later years, as well as that bitch Wilhelmine.
In the hall, Scharnhorst, wearing the Blue Max Medal he had just received, explained his ideas for military reform to William III. It was precisely because he had used "Universal Conscription" to urgently mobilize 40,000 troops for Prussia during the Silesian Wars and stabilize the Glogau defensive line that he had received this medal, currently the highest honor in the Prussian Army. Well, the famous Iron Cross Medal would not appear for another twenty years. "Your Majesty, many French practices are well worth our careful study," Scharnhorst said. "For example, allowing commoners to be promoted to officers, and strictly evaluating noble officers. This brings us to the military academy I mentioned to you last time..."
At that, he cautiously glanced at the King.
Unlike his useless father, William III was an ambitious young man. Having suffered two crushing defeats in succession against France and Austria, he had become even more keenly aware that Prussia needed a great transformation.
Thus, he nodded to Scharnhorst. "I'm listening. Please continue."
The young staff officer repeated his proposal to imitate France by establishing a three-tier military academy system and an officer evaluation system, then said, "Your Majesty, the new military academy system will surely cultivate a large number of outstanding officers for our nation, just as it has in France."
William III nodded. "I'll leave the expansion of the Military Academies to you. I'll have Prince Heinrich prepare the funding for you." "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty." Scharnhorst bowed, but added, "Yet working alone, I will inevitably overlook certain things."
"Whom do you wish