Chapter 492: March to Berlin

Chapter 492: March to Berlin

Chapter 492: March to Berlin

German Empire, Kingdom of Bavaria, Munich.

A group of Junker noble officers gathered on the second floor of the Bergbraukeller beer hall, each with a solemn expression, listening to a talk show performed by an elegant senior officer.

"My distinguished colleagues, Germany has reached this point today. It is time for you to step forward!"

"We, the Junker nobles, should have been the cornerstone of the empire, but now, we can do nothing."

"A piece of bread costs 500,000 marks, and a liter of milk costs 150,000 marks. The people are almost starving to death. Those profiteers and loan sharks have taken control of people's livelihood resources, making a fortune from the national crisis and earning a fortune."

"What are we, the cornerstone of Germany, doing? Our army has been reduced to 10 men, huddled in the barracks and shivering, while we are gloating over the French occupying our Ruhr area?"

"Why did our German army fail despite having all the advantages on the Marne battlefield? It was not because of the Americans, but because of the Italians and Austro-Hungarians' defection!"

"Why did they defect? ​​Because they were bought off by financial capitalists. Those bloodsuckers ignored the lives of tens of millions of Germans just to make money."

"We failed not because our soldiers were not brave enough or our generals had no strategy, but because of the vampires' conspiracy. As a German soldier, I refuse to accept this! Are you all convinced?"

"Alfonso and Gustav have escaped, but their compatriots are still exploiting the German people. Why are we in Germany so cowardly?"

"Everything is because the great King William I was assassinated and killed by the evil financial capitalists. The government is controlled by the treacherous prime minister, and the king is weak and incompetent. How can the great ambitions of King William I be realized?"

"Your Majesty has a treacherous minister around him, the incompetent Prime Minister Caprivi. He is willing to be a running dog of Britain and France, signed the humiliating Treaty of Versailles, exploited our own German people, and allowed profiteers to make money on the suffering of the people."

"It is time for us, the real masters of Germany, to rule for the people! We must ensure that every German citizen has bread to eat and milk to drink."

"Come on, follow me to Berlin, kill the treacherous prime minister, clear out the emperor's entourage, restore the glory of Germany during the time of His Majesty William I, and make Germany great again!"

The 48-year-old talk show host has a neatly trimmed British beard, a pair of sparkling eyes, a radiant appearance, and an amiable manner. His aristocratic temperament is so strong that he is deeply trusted by the Junker officers.

He is not a private or a second-rate painter, but Waldersee, the current Chief of the German General Staff.

Waldersee was a general whom Marshal Moltke admired very much. He had served as a staff officer in a department of the General Staff for many years and was highly appreciated by William I. He was promoted to adjutant by the old emperor. William I once praised him as the emperor's "all-round handyman."

Marshal Moltke went into exile in Hailing. Before leaving, he recommended him as the successor to Frederick III.

Why is he not in Berlin to take charge now, but has come to Munich?

The guards of Berlin were his majesty's guards, and he couldn't mobilize them. In Munich, there were a large number of Junker noble officers, who were his loyal comrades and the most loyal warriors of the late emperor.

Moltke was a pure soldier, but Waldersee was not. Germany fell into the abyss after the European War and called for a strong man to appear, and he resolutely stood up.

"Hi, Waldersee!"

In the tavern, the generals were shining, and their subordinates stood up together, performed the Roman salute collectively, and obeyed the call of the Chief of Staff.

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The detectives in Munich received a shocking piece of news: a group of rebels were leaving the Bergbraukeller beer hall and were planning a large-scale walk to the Bavarian War Ministry.

The detectives put on their helmets, raised their rifles, and blocked the daring rebels on the street. The chief of the detectives shouted at the rebels, "If you don't disperse, we will shoot - General Waldersee?!"

Waldersee walked in the front row with dozens of Junker noble officers, followed by thousands of retired veterans who were forced to leave without severance pay.

The veterans held a huge portrait of William I in their hands, with a look of justice and seriousness on their faces.

Waldersee shouted righteously, "We want to restore the glory of the era of His Majesty William I and give the people bread and milk. Have you forgotten His Majesty William I? Then shoot me, shoot His Majesty William I!"

The detectives subconsciously put down their guns and collectively saluted the portrait of His Majesty, with tears in their eyes.

The prestige of the founding emperor is unparalleled. Now the lives of the detectives are not so good. They burst into tears in front of the portrait of His Majesty, thinking of the glory of Germany when His Majesty was alive.

Your Majesty, do you know what has become of Germany since you left?

The detectives were all excited and joined Waldersee's team without hesitation.

Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to be violating the orders of the chief constable. Will I be fired?
When he turned around, he saw that the chief detective had come to Waldersee's side and was supporting the admiral.

Waldersee's troops moved forward unhindered, and by the time they left Munich, they had grown to 10,000 people.

The troops marched towards Berlin on foot instead of taking a car, and were welcomed by a large number of ordinary people along the way.

The Junker nobles emptied their homes and used their last wealth to support this march and provide food for the advancing troops.

Germany was about to perish, and the nobles and the common people finally united together.

The team had no logistics and walked 50 miles a day. On the third day, they were stopped by troops sent by the government, who conveyed the decree of Frederick III, removing Waldersee from his position as Chief of the General Staff.

But the blocking soldiers soon joined Waldersee's team, and the team continued to grow along the way.

Twenty days later, the team arrived at the outskirts of Berlin and had grown to 100,000 people.

The streets of Berlin were deserted to welcome this legendary team, and Frederick III and Prime Minister Caprivi were helpless.

As the team entered Berlin amid the cheers of the citizens, news came from the City Palace.

His Majesty abdicated on the grounds of a throat disease and passed the throne to Crown Prince William II. Frederick III went to the Netherlands to "recover from illness", and Caprivi also went into exile in the Netherlands.

The new Emperor William II met the exhausted Waldersee at the City Palace and, in compliance with public opinion, appointed Waldersee as Prime Minister.

Waldersee climbed onto the balcony of the newly restored City Palace and faced the hundreds of thousands of Berliners who came to support him. He was full of energy and said, "I will definitely fulfill my promise, give everyone bread and milk, and make Germany great again!"

This seemed to be Germany's only hope. The voices in support of Waldersee were overwhelming, and hundreds of thousands of arms were raised in the square.

"Hi, Waldersee!"

(End of this chapter)