Xu Jun slowly climbed the stairs, the platform was newly built, made of pine wood harvested in the woods near Berlin, fixed to each other with thumb-thick steel bolts, the thick pine planks were planed and polished, and the outside was simply brushed with a layer of varnish, and the air was filled with a smell of pine resin and paint.

The carpet on the steps is about two meters wide, with new red wool felt and golden cornflower lace on the edges. The head of the Führer was slightly bowed, his demeanor was extraordinary, and his steps were steady, like a god slowly ascending to his altar.

When he walked to the stage, Xu Jun realized that this thing really looked like an altar, the kind of very Viking, very Teuton, very Germanic, with a circle of firewood piled at the bottom, and the altar that directly sent the sacrifice to heaven.

In the future, Himmler must not be allowed to interfere in the design of such rituals, and the Führer secretly made up his mind.

The Führer today wears a gray-green field marshal's gown with a red-lapel coat over it, the placket is open, revealing the ceremonial saber hanging from his waist. He wore all the medals he had received, a gold ornament on his right shoulder, a bright and dazzling crimson stripe on the briquettes, and shiny black lambskin riding boots, with silver-plated spurs on the heels, which were only used as decoration, without sharp spikes.

Xu Jun stood still in front of the microphone, put the marshal's scepter in his right hand, and then nodded to Brauchitsch, who was waiting on the side.

"All silent!" The solemn voice of the master of ceremonies sounded through the loudspeaker.

"You're looking for a good guy, at least he has a good voice." Weirle whispered to Himmler beside him.

"Thank you." Himmler stroked the collar of his brown stormtrooper shirt with his fingers, not hiding a smug smile on his face.

Of course, he couldn't be wrong, it was selected from hundreds of SS ceremonial masters.

The master of ceremonies selected in the original plan had presided over the welcoming ceremony when Xu Jun returned to Berlin, but just a month ago, the General Security Bureau accidentally discovered that this person was actually involved in the Heydrich incident, so the poor guy was brought into the General Security Bureau, and then never walked out of the gate.

The Heydrich affair was an eternal pain in Himmler's heart, and now it has become a scale that no one else can touch. Any attempt to probe inside gossip is extremely dangerous, unless the person asking the question is the head of the empire.

The military band, which had been waiting for the order, was in high spirits, and the conductor raised his command in the air, and as the bell staff fell, the majestic "Deutsche Song" began to echo over the square.

The people at the scene took off their scarves and top hats on their heads, raised their right arms or put their hands on their chests, and sang this song carrying the history and glory of the empire in unison. The song quickly spread along the street, and by the third stanza, almost half of Berlin reverberated from Museum Island to Charlottenburg Palace.

The song came from the hearts of the people, so it was even more shocking, and many German citizens had tears in their eyes, which was a sentimental feeling for the difficult days of the past, and at the same time they also had a proud smile on their faces, which was the hope for a happy life in the future.

Many people lost their families and friends in the European war, and it is gratifying that the Führer led the Wehrmacht to win the final victory, so that the sacrifice of these people did not lose its meaning, and now the motherland is standing on the top of Europe again, and those heroic souls can also smile.

The Wehrmacht officers and men present were also singing loudly, especially the officers who had accompanied the Führer on the French front, and their hearts were even more emotional at this moment. They did not forget that on the eve of the Battle of Dunkirk, the young Führer was just an ordinary general, and he led the officers and men of the Cypriot Corps Command as he is now, singing this glorious song.

It was also from that time that he began to create battlefield miracles, leading the Wehrmacht from one glorious victory to another.

The original four-minute German national anthem was repeatedly sung by the citizens of Berlin, and it took more than six minutes to resound outside the main venue before it gradually ended.

The atmosphere on the Place de Paris became very enthusiastic, and even the guests were infected, but more of them felt the shock of national cohesion. Except for the representatives of Great Powers such as Britain, France, and Italy, they were able to talk and laugh as usual, while the representatives of the Low Countries and the Balkan scum were a little unbearable, and several of them turned a little pale, apparently frightened by the fanaticism of the Germans.

After the end of the national anthem, it was the turn of the head of state to deliver a speech as usual, and Xu Jun took the prepared speech script and walked to the microphone to start speaking.

"German citizens! Comrades! The Führer placed the text of his speech on the podium, then propped himself up on the podium with both hands and looked up at the blue sky.

The Führer's voice was transmitted by wire to radio points set up throughout the city, and citizens looked up at the electric horns hanging from the street lamps or tree branches, waiting with bated breath to hear the Führer's speech.

"Today, on the 1st of January 1941, we are here to celebrate the New Year, and at the same time to celebrate the eternal peace of the European continent. As we all know, this peace was not easy to come by, and it was bought by countless soldiers and officers with their blood and their young and precious lives.

I would like to propose a three-minute silence to pay tribute to all the soldiers and civilians who have lost their lives in the war, and may their souls be at eternal peace. The Führer bowed his head, and the audience fell silent.

PS: I'm sorry, I can only stick to this, there are some problems with my eyes, and the doctor recommends that I rest for at least a week, and I can't look at the computer and mobile phone anymore.

Of course, it is impossible to stop for a week, and the author asked for a two-day break to continue the update when it has eased up. Thank you all for your support.