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Chapter 35 Medal

The war has lasted for more than two months, and the war has burned all over half of Europe. The romance of Paris has disappeared under the war, and the glory of London has been broken by German planes and warships. Only Berlin is still as prosperous and noisy as before. The clouds of war seem to have never visited here.

On a clear morning, the scene of the empty streets of Berlin made any belligerent envious of any belligerent country. Men, women, young and old all rushed to the streets, and flowers and flags filled the whole city with a celebratory atmosphere. Most of the Berlin residents gathered near Frankfurt Avenue and Alexander Square early in the morning, and everyone was full of joy and looked forward to the arrival of the parade troops.

Today's protagonist, in addition to the German Emperor William II who was preparing for the military parade in Alexander Square, is the Prince of East Prussia and his legion who made great achievements on the Eastern Front.

As early as two days ago, Chen Tian and the East Prussian Legion had arrived outside Berlin. In order to prepare for this military parade, all the soldiers of the Legion were issued a brand new uniform. What made them even happier was that this Legion also became the first unit equipped with a new helmet. Of course, in order to get the 200,000 new M16 helmets, Chen Tian also moved a little in front of the German Emperor. After all, the protection of this helmet in actual combat is much stronger than the traditional German pointed helmets of the German army.

On the parade, the German Emperor sat in front in military uniform, and Queen Victoria was sitting on his left.

"Jiji, I said that these helmets should be given priority to equip the first batch of soldiers who boarded the British Isles. You will take them away now. When I want you to lead your army to attack Britain in the future, don't regret it!" The German Emperor thought of those helmets, turned his head and said to Chen Tian.

Chen Tian naturally wanted to do this, "Of course! Your Majesty the Emperor, then we will agree that our army will fight the first battle to land in Britain!"

"Yeah! Very good!" The German Emperor was very happy, but in a flash, he seemed to remember something again, and his face suddenly became much darker.

"But now I have to deal with France first. I am really disappointed with Moltke. A Seine defense line has been attacked for half a month and has not been taken down. I have decided to dismiss him. Gigi, do you think it is more appropriate to be the new Chief of General Staff?"

Chen Tian looked at the face of the German Emperor seriously. His face seemed to have grown a lot since the war started. It seemed that the frequent attack pauses on the Western Front brought him a lot of sorrow. At first, it was on the defense line on the French border. After capturing Paris, it was the Seine defense line. Although there were always reasons for this, the German Emperor still seemed to be too impatient. Even the Eastern Front Battle commanded by Chen Tian, ​​he had a stalemate with the Russian army for a period of time in Biavistock, and the war was rarely smooth.

Chen Tian felt that it was the best to be the Chief of Staff, at least a rare exercise in overall coordination ability, and he was no worse than the arrogant little Moltke. Unfortunately, with his identity and ability, Chen Tian felt that it was really not suitable to go to this mixed water. As a prince sitting in the position of Chief of Staff, if he wins a big victory, not only will the crown prince have ideas, but it will even make the German emperor feel uneasy, and small victory or even failure will be detrimental to Germany.

Chen Tian thought for a while, looked at the serious expression of the German Emperor, and then carefully gave his advice: "Your Majesty, I think the current Chief of Staff is still good, but if Your Majesty has decided to replace him, the Army Minister Falkenhein is not bad either!"

The German Emperor nodded, it seemed that he had decided to replace Xiao Maoqi.

Chen Tian never had any good feelings for this little Moltke. He had a bitter face all day long, as if everyone owed him money. He was also worried about this and that, and he was afraid of the head and tail, and had no strategist quality at all. Chen Tian remembered that in history, Moltke was dismissed from the Chief of Staff after the defeat of the Battle of the Marne. Now that the Battle of the Marne did not happen, he fell on the French Seine defense line behind the River Marne. One of the two rivers was east of Paris and the other was west of Paris, which made people laugh and cry.

As for Falkenhein, although he did not turn the tide after he replaced Moltke in history, the mess left by Moltke was too bad. A good "Schliffen" plan was broken, and Britain and France had already gained the lead in the Battle of the Marne River. Perhaps even if Schliffen was reborn, he would be helpless. As a result, Falkenhein chose the war of attrition and ultimately failed to create a miracle.

The situation is different now. Although the German attacked the Seine twice on the Western Front, his strength and morale were not greatly affected. The French army had almost completely lost the support from the strait. Faced with the German armored troops, they only temporarily resisted by the natural danger of the river. Once the German army broke through this line of defense, the French plains would be fully visible, and it would be difficult for the French to last for a long time.

"I am so honored to be appreciated by His Highness the Prince!" Falkenhein's voice suddenly came from the side, almost scaring Chen Tian. It turned out that he was too devoted to speaking with the German Emperor just now, and even some of the army ministers who came later did not notice it. Falkenhein also saw that the German Emperor was very happy to talk with the prince, and did not come to say hello until the two of them were talking. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he heard Chen Tian's words just now, and Chen Tian didn't mind it. On the contrary, he felt that this would be a good thing for his trip to the Western Front, with a very good start.

After Falkenhein said that, he came to the Emperor and Queen, "His Majesty the Emperor, Your Highness, Falkenhein pays tribute to you!"

"Oh, it just happened to be right. We just talked about you! Please sit down!" The German Emperor signaled Falkenhein to sit down next to Chentian.

Because many generals are on the front line of the Western Front, there are not many generals attending the parade today. Except for Falkenhein and Chen Tian, ​​most of them are government officials such as cabinet ministers. Therefore, the two felt much more comfortable when they were talking.

Falkenhein is 55 years old and has a short hair, and has a majority of gray hair. He has two not very thick beards, and his chin is shaved and slim. He looks smart and energetic.

After the Army Minister sat down, the German Emperor spoke: "In fact, I have already talked with the Army Minister, and he will take over the position of Chief of Staff of Little Moltz. However, we believe that in order not to arouse speculation, this matter is best to be carried out in secret. In other words, the Chief of Staff of Little Moltz is still nominally the Chief of Staff, but all his powers are replaced by Falkenhein."

Chen Tian was not surprised. The German Emperor used this issue to explore his opinions after making a decision. His identity was indeed unlikely to become the emperor's confidant and think tank unless the situation really deteriorated to the point where others could not support it.

Chen Tian was very calm about this. These things are also part of politics and there was nothing to complain about.

"Yes, I happened to go to the front line with the prince's troops this time. I feel honored to be able to fight side by side with His Highness the Prince!" Like most Germans, Falkenhein was serious, so he said that when he was honored, his face was still serious, and there was no sign of flattery.

Chen Tian felt very comfortable with the attitude of the German generals. Many times their praise and respect come from the heart. Of course, there will be villains who flatter you everywhere, so you need to judge it yourself.

"Oh? That's great! It's so honorable to be with our Army Minister and Chief of Staff. We can also talk about future strategies on the way!" It seems that the German Emperor and Falkenhein had already decided, and maybe they would only find out later. Chen Tian was a little disappointed, but there was no expression on his face. When talking in a formal occasion, he also tried to use this expressionless way of speaking, which was noble, and secondly, it was really suitable to hide his actual thoughts. It was a little awkward at the beginning, but later it became accustomed to it.

"Yes, you two are our new hope for the Western Front. Falkenhai brought new brains because of the Western Front, and Jiji brought new fists to the Western Front. I look forward to your triumph!" The Emperor of Germany had already swept away the sorrow just now. It seemed that the emperor's personality was really changeable, and the principle of being with the king was like being with a tiger was also common in Europe.

Chen Tian and Falkenhein exchanged gazes, and neither of them was too happy. As long as they kept winning, medals and praise would naturally come. Once they were defeated, they would end up like Moltke.

Finally, the sound of the rumbling engines and the sound of the crawlers of the armored forces came from the east. The 200,000 troops of the East Prussian Legion will enter Berlin from the east. They will cross the Frankfurt Avenue to Alexander Square, where the emperor will award medals to the legion. Of course, this kind of personal award will not be the German emperor himself wearing medals for everyone, but it is nothing more than choosing a few generals of the highest level to award medals. The middle and low-level officers and soldiers have been awarded medals before this. Now they are just here to accept the emperor's personal inspection, which is an unparalleled honor for the majority of officers and soldiers.

There are not many monarchs who can personally award medals to each soldier like the New Tsar. Perhaps it was the first time Agreni came to power to show the soldiers. After he succeeded, that situation would probably not happen again.

As the sound of steel friction became louder and louder, the figures of the East Prussian soldiers gradually appeared in the distance, and the citizens all looked out enthusiastically. When the soldiers passed by them, the crowd cheered even more. Although the news of victory continued, everyone was willing to revel in each victory. This time, this army of battles brought great results on the Eastern Front and the peace of the eastern border of Germany.

The armored troops naturally appeared at the front of the queue. Org and Guderian sat on the turrets of two tanks in the front row, one left and one right. Mr. Gu did not have medals to enter the account this time. The opportunity to show his face at the front of the parade before he participated in the battle was also a comfort and encouragement to him. The two tank divisions had a total of 500 tanks, which was nearly 3 kilometers long, which was enough for the citizens to watch for a while. The mechanized column composed of armored vehicles, motorcycles and trucks was more than ten kilometers long, and the entire street was filled with a faint smell of gasoline and engine exhaust.

Except for the tank in the front, Orger turned into the square, the other troops showed their faces in front of the parade. Without stopping, they passed through Alexander Square and advanced west along Bismarck Avenue. After passing through the entire Berlin, they would board the train to France at the suburb station one after another.

The tank soldiers were still wearing their usual black military uniforms. Whether they were brand new or not was simply unrecognizable at such a distance, which made the tankers feel a little regretful, and only their captain could see the emperor's appearance.

In contrast, the officers and soldiers riding in armored vehicles and trucks were much lucky. They stood in the carriage with a new M16 steel helmet, and everyone could see the emperor standing majestic on the reviewing stand from afar. Chen Tianxin, who stood beside him, felt a strange feeling. Although these equipment did not exceed the scope of this era, when various vehicles were matched with the earrings, he seemed to see another German army belonging to the 1930s and 1940s.

The noise of the vehicles was very loud, even covering up the crisp sound of horse hooves and neat leather boots. The citizens did not react until the cavalry and infantry appeared in front of them.

The strong war horses, gorgeous military uniforms, and shiny horse boots, the cavalry followed the armored troops in an orderly manner and walked onto the streets. In this army, cavalry accounted for a very small number, and the only cavalry division was also left in East Prussia. Chen Tian only brought less than 3,000 cavalry regiments on the western front this time. Their mission was mainly to guard and reconnaissance, and to add some traditional atmosphere to the parade.

General François rode on a black horse and walked unstoppably at the forefront of the cavalry and infantry. His burly body and a sharp sword made the traditional cavalry's temperament clearly visible to him. Like Org, when passing Alexander Square, François also left the queue alone and came to the parade.

With neat and firm steps, brand new and straight gray uniforms, simple and beautiful Mauser rifles, these infantry have always been the pride of Germany, so the Berlin citizens have not hesitated to give them the warmest cheers. Markensen, Matthew and Hoffman sat on three caucus cars in front of the infantry queue, and then the three cars were also parked under the parade.

When the generals of East Prussian arrived, the most solemn ceremony of awarding began. Chentian, François, Markensen, Orger, Matthew and Hoffman came to the German Emperor one after another. In front of the German Emperor, there were shining and exquisite medals, which were all obtained by their wisdom and hard work. Everyone had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

The German Emperor first walked to Chen Tian. He looked at Chen Tian with a smile and tied the big cross medal to him with his own hands. This 62 mm square medal symbolized the highest honor of the empire. Before that, only William II himself owned one, and Chen Tian was the second person in the empire who was fortunate to receive this medal.

Originally, there were only five people who received this honor in the battle in history. They were William II himself, Field Marshal von; Hindenburg, Army General Erich; Rudendolf, Field Marshal Prince Maximilian and Field Marshal Von; Markenson. However, it seems that Hindenburg and Rudendolf may have lost this opportunity because of Chen Tian's appearance. As for whether Prince Maximilian and Markenson will get them, Chen Tian could not predict that, and perhaps others may replace them with this medal because of their outstanding record.

François, Markensen, Orger, Matthew and Hoffman received the Blue Max medal, and the emperor also wore this medal, second only to the Great Cross. Each of them looked very excited, and the muscles on their faces were even twitching slightly, and some even choked with gratitude.

After the brief award ceremony, the infantry of the East Prussian Legion had not all passed through Alexander Square, and the emperor persisted until the end.

It was still a grand dinner that night, and Chen Tian, ​​wearing the Great Cross, naturally became the focus of everyone's attention. However, there were fewer familiar generals, and Chen Tian felt a little monotonous. He spent almost the whole night talking to Falkenhein. The two had many similar views on the battle situation on the Western Front.

At the banquet, Chen Tian also met Prince Heidrich and his wife and Tirpiz who had not met for a long time. After becoming the commander of the High Seas Fleet, Heidrich's gray hair seemed to have increased a lot, but his whole body seemed to be rejuvenated. The knot in the heart of the Prussian prince seemed to have been untied.

"Thank you, Jiji! You have made me find my own value!" Heidrich said this very calmly, still thanking me seriously.

Tirpiz stood silently aside with a faint smile on his face.

"I can only contribute so many strategies to the navy. I wish our navy can win more victories in the hands of the two veterans and head to the farther side!" Chen Tian hoped that he could take care of the sea and land, but unfortunately he could not be able to become two people. He had already made a choice before the war. As long as the navy achieved a good start according to his plan, he would devote himself to land warfare. After all, the German naval generals of that era were still very strong.

"The Navy is inseparable from His Highness's brilliant strategy! I hope the Navy will still receive the guidance of the Prince in the future!" Tirpiz said sincerely.

Chen Tian felt a little embarrassed. He just used his advanced knowledge to win the German Navy that century-old naval battle, and let him, a man, command a very ordinary naval battle, which should not be even comparable to Hippel.

"The Navy Minister has been awarded the award. I have no experience in naval warfare at all. The previous strategy was just some raid strategies evolved from land warfare. Now the competition for the ocean has become regular. I think it's better to leave it to you naval experts!"
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