Chapter 477 Imperial Marshal
"How is your Majesty's body?"
"It's not very good, I'm confused and awake... I'm old at the end."
Hessman and Chloe got out of their Mercedes-Benz sedan and walked into the brilliant and magnificent Charlottemberg Palace under the guidance of a royal attendant in an embroidered sermon. Chloe often went in and out of the palace, so he recognized the court attendant. So while walking, he asked about Emperor William.
Emperor II was born on January 27, 1859. He is 82 years old this year. This age is definitely considered an old age in the 1940s. At the beginning of this year, this emperor, who has always been very healthy, began to have some symptoms of Alzheimer's disease, and was confused and awake.
"So can your Majesty attend today?" Chloe, wearing an off-shoulder evening dress and dressed up carefully, asked in a low voice.
"It shouldn't be a big problem to show your face," the servant replied.
Today is April 18, 1941, and it is a very special day for Chloe. Her husband Hessman will get a special rank of the Imperial Marshal today!
This is a special military rank designed to commend Hessman's victory in the Mediterranean. It has a higher status than the Army, Navy and Air Marshals. It is currently the highest military rank of the German Empire. It is estimated that no one will be awarded except Hessman.
Obtaining this special military rank means that Hessmann became the first person in the German team! Perhaps the greatest German person ever.
In Hessman's opinion, this "Marshal of the Empire" was nothing, and Fat Gorene took it in history. And he knew that most of his "great achievements" were "deceptions", and only the Battle of the Mediterranean was won by himself.
However, for Chloe, a woman who regards famous generals who have made achievements on the battlefield as her idol, today is undoubtedly the happiest day in her life. Of course, she also hopes that the German emperor herself can attend the ceremony of the title of commander (the person who presided over the ceremony was Crown Prince William, who served as the Regent).
"Our greatest soldier is here!"
When the Hessman and his wife walked into the Whitehall of Charlottemberg, someone suddenly cheered. It turned out that there were many men in military uniforms and women in evening gowns gathered here. These were all here, most of whom were senior generals in Berlin or senior officials of the Nazi government and their wives. Hitler and Schletcher had not arrived yet. They were meeting with Prince Paul of Greece, the grandson-in-law of Emperor William, who came from Crete, with the purpose of ascending the Greek throne instead of his brother George II, and also seeking peace for Greece.
The Gorene and Goebbels had arrived. In the Nazi Party government, Hessman and Gorene had the best relationship. They knew each other as young as a teenager (meeted in the military academy). Of course, he didn't know that Hessman had snatched his Imperial Marshal, and even thought Hessman was a good friend, he walked up to talk to Hessman very enthusiastically.
Goebbels also greeted her with a woman in military uniform. The woman was not Goebbels' wife, but Natalie Lesinskaya. Because she made great contributions to the German Emperor's as the King of Poland, she was named the baron (Vissuepo in Poland) and became the Minister of Immigration Affairs of the Kingdom of Poland. She was a minister responsible for resettling Poles who moved out of Possen, West Prussia and Western Belarus.
However, her minister was called back by Hessmann not long after, and she was called the President of the Army Policy Association under the General Staff. This time, Hessmann was named the Imperial Marshal, which was actually achieved with the full promotion of the Policy Association.
In addition, Natalie also cooperated with Goebbels, the propaganda minister of the Nazi government, to package Hessman as the incarnation of the German God of War and the most perfect soldier. This is actually what Hitler meant.
A most perfect soldier should stay in the army like Moltke for the rest of his life, rather than stealing the job of "perfect politician" Hitler from the "perfect politician" to work in politics. Because the job of politics is too dirty, this will damage the image of the perfect soldier in the empire.
Of course, Hitler's introduction of Hessmann was not entirely out of political power, but a means of propaganda. Propaganda is also an integral part of the war. Promoting a large number of German soldiers into gods of war and famous generals (there is only one god of war, and there are many famous generals). It can reassure German friends, make German enemies feel scared, and make German people highly morale.
While Hesmann and Fatty Goering and the Cripples Goebbels were having a cordial conversation and praising each other, music suddenly played, and someone shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Emperor, the Crown Prince is here!"
Then the noisy white hall immediately became quiet. Under the eyes of everyone, Emperor William, who was dressed in military uniform and still looked very majestic and imposing, walked slowly along a long corridor with the support of his son Prince William.
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"The Marshal of the Imperial Empire, the greatest soldier... Haha, the Germans can really brag!"
US President Roosevelt threw a report sent by the Embassy in Berlin on his desk and lit a cigarette.
"President, this is the German propaganda trick," said Harry Hopkins. "The Germans want to create such an illusion for the whole world that Germany is invincible and will soon win the war."
Of course, Hessmann is not the only one who is touted by German propaganda organizations. There are a lot of very great, relatively great generals and generals under the greatest soldiers, and then a variety of combat heroes. There are aces in the air, aces driving tanks on the ground, a Superman falling from the sky, and ace submarine captains who sank many British ships and a captains who assisted cruisers.
In short, Germany is now full of superheroes that are very capable of fighting. There are also a variety of advanced weapons, so it can definitely win the war. This kind of publicity is not only carried out in Europe, but also in South America, Asia, Africa and the United States.
"President, we have to break the myth of the Germans," Secretary of State Hull told Roosevelt, "or else there will be problems in our backyard."
Of course, the backyard of the United States is Latin America. Americans have been there for many years and are of course very powerful. Although Latin America will occasionally show off a few small national heroes who challenge the authority of the United States, the pro-American forces have always been very powerful.
However, the pro-American faction in Latin America, like the pro-American faction in Europe, Asia, and Africa, are also fence-bearers. As Germany becomes increasingly powerful, the voices of the pro-American faction in Latin America gradually decline, and the pro-German faction will spring up like mushrooms after a rain. If Germany continues to win like this, and the United States will not find a chance to join the war for a long time, the Soviet Union will not stand up and fight against Germany to lose both sides, it is estimated that the wavering of Latin America will be even more serious.
"But how do we help the British?" Roosevelt asked with one hand pressed his temple.
This was a problem that hurt him. Churchill's letter of help was sent to the White House one by one. But Roosevelt felt that he was tied up and could not come to the battlefield. He had already done everything he could to participate in the war except for joining the war.
"Mr. President," Naval Operations Minister Stark told Roosevelt, "the British will likely face two decisive battles in 2-3 months, the Battle of Gibraltar and the Battle of Norway. If they lose one of them, they will likely face the fate of defeat."
"That's not," Roosevelt shook his head. "The British will stick to it. But we still have to find a way to help them." He glanced at the Navy's Minister of Operations, "Harold, do you have any suggestions?"
"We can send the fleet to the Norwegian Sea!" said Harold Stark.
"Oh, do you want the Germans to hit them by mistake?" Roosevelt looked at Harry Hopkins.
Hopkins replied: "People in Congress and anti-war elements outside Congress will ask: Why did our fleet run to the Norwegian Sea where the war is being fought?"
"It seems not possible!" Roosevelt shrugged. Hopkins was his think tank and an aide to coordinate the positions of various factions in Congress.
"President, I have a suggestion." Secretary of State Hull said carefully, "Maybe we can hold a meeting, President, you and British Prime Minister Churchill are located near Newfoundland in the northern North Atlantic."
"Meet? What to discuss?" Roosevelt asked.
"Discuss how to defeat the Germans!" Hull said, "We and the British can jointly issue a declaration, a declaration against the Nazi and fascist regimes. If this meeting and declaration can be carried out and published in the next round of British-German clashes, it will definitely hit German morale a huge blow. If our fleet approaches Iceland after the declaration is issued, it may not have to enter the Norwegian Sea at all, which will seriously interfere with German military operations."
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"Marson of the Imperial Empire, do you recommend Air Marshal Kesselin to be the commander-in-chief of the Mediterranean coalition?"
"Yes, leader."
After receiving the rank of Imperial Marshal, Hessman returned to the position of Chief of Staff and did not intend to continue commanding Gibraltar to fight. The current Luftwaffe and Navy aviation are already very good at surface fleets, so Hessman has no need to rush forward. With a powerful man like Kesseling, how could Gibraltar not be able to defeat him?
"Martyr Kesseling is perfectly competent," said Hessman. "He is proficient in air and land combat, and he is also an artillery expert."
Hitler looked at Defense Minister Schletcher, who nodded: "Master Kesseling can be asked to go to Spain. So who will be responsible for the North Sea battlefield?"
Chapter completed!