Before the propellers of the plane completely stopped turning, Chen Tian could already hear the loud drum music and cheers outside the porthole.

This is the heart of Nanjing, the ancient capital of the famous Six Dynasties and the National Revolutionary Government, when it is early winter, the daily minimum temperature here has dropped below 0 degrees, except for those evergreens, most of the trees here only have a few yellow leaves left, although the natural landscape looks a little bleak, but the boiling popularity makes people not feel cold at all.

Through the porthole, Chen Tian saw tens of thousands of people waving flowers and small flags, and the long banners read in Chinese and German such sentences as "Warmly welcome His Majesty the Kaiser and His Royal Highness the Empress to China" and "Sino-German friendship from generation to generation".

On both sides of the long red carpet, hundreds of neatly looked soldiers straightened their chests, the steel guns and bayonets in their hands looked so majestic, and behind them, a huge military band composed of more than 100 people was playing the "Army March", Schubert's piece is also a march often played by the German ** band on international occasions, although the tone is not very accurate, but it sounds quite intimate in Chen Tian and the accompanying German personnel.

When the attendant reported that everything was ready, just waiting for himself and the queen to get off the plane, Chen Tian carefully checked the collar and ribbon for himself, while Juliana, who was wearing a fur coat on the side, rubbed her hands without saying a word, and the pervasive cold air had already penetrated through the open cabin door.

"Apart from Chairman Chiang, who else did the Chinese government send to greet us?" Chen Tian lowered his head and sorted out the saber at his waist, according to international practice and previous reports from the Chinese side, he already knew that the legendary generation of heroes was waiting for him on the other end of the red carpet, and this would be their first meeting.

Historic meeting, Chen Tian thought so mentally, maybe after today, many newspapers will put this sentence on the front page.

"Back to Your Majesty, according to the report from the Chinese side, all members of the Association of Mr. Hu Hanmin, Chairman of the Central Political Conference and President of the Legislative Council, came to greet you. That is, Xiao Focheng, Cai Yuanpei, Li Shizeng, Deng Zeru, He Yingqin, Bai Chongxi, Chen Keyu, Chen Mingshu, He Yaogu! ”

When reading these Chinese names, the pronunciation of the attendant officials without any Chinese foundation sounded very awkward, but Chen Tian still heard most of the names, especially Cai Yuanpei, He Yingqin and Bai Chongxi, who had a much larger impression in Chen Tian's mind than the other six committee members.

"Good!" Chen Tian did not make any comment, and so far, the arrangements of the Chinese side are completely in line with etiquette.

The winter sun was warm and brilliant, and when Chen Tian led Juliana to the cabin door.

The cool air and the comforting sunshine work together, and there's an intimate earthy smell in the air.

At this moment, the military band played the German national anthem.

It was also at this moment that Chen Tian saw the famous sweet potato seed face and the bald hairstyle that had not changed for decades for the first time, the 42-year-old Jiang still had a heroic face at this time, and the domineering spirit of the dictator was not much inferior to Chen Tian, who was 5 years older.

Chen Tian and Juliana waved to the crowd while walking down the gangway, at this time Chen Tian found that Lao Jiang's figure was not tall, but he was not as thin as he imagined, it can be said that this is almost the standard physique of the ** person. He also had a long sword at his waist, and his chest was straight. With a faint, respectful smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you. Your Majesty! Lao Jiang spoke Chinese with a strong Zhejiang accent, which Chen Tian could understand, but his expression only changed when the translator translated the original text.

"Me too. It's a great honor! "Chen Tian is telling the truth, and it is indeed an incredible honor to meet such a famous historical figure, just as he met George V for the first time.

"On behalf of the Chinese people, I would like to thank the German allies for their selfless help all along!" Lao Jiang still maintained that faint and comfortable smile on his face.

If Chen Tian didn't know the bottom line of history, he might also be confused by the most superficial expression of this face.

He knew that the person in front of him had never really respected himself, and he showed weakness just to use and check and balance, which was how Xiao Xiong behaved in the face of the strong.

But so what?

Chen Tian has no intention or right to change the pattern of this country.

After a brief and polite greeting, accompanied by Lao Jiang on the right side, Chen Tian and his party began to walk along the red carpet. With a loud command, the soldiers lined up on both sides raised their rifles vertically. With the muzzle of the gun positioned slightly above the head, the bayonet reflected the cold light of courage and force in the winter sun.

Chen Tian raised his hand in return, and his gaze swept over these Chinese young men who were only in their early twenties. It can be seen that compared with the soldiers and policemen wearing rough cotton clothes and pants on the periphery, the military uniforms on these honor guards are much better, and the front part of the hands are all Mauser 1898 type, and the back is the export MP20 submachine gun.

It took a full two minutes for Chen Tian and his party to go from the head of the team to the end of the team, and in the meantime.

The military band also played the national anthem of the government of the people, and as the music stopped, the cheers of the welcoming crowd rang out again.

"How does my army compare to His Majesty's army?" Lao Jiang put away his smile and asked seriously.

"First-class temperament, first-class equipment!" On this occasion, Chen Tian did not truthfully say the evaluation of "second-rate combat effectiveness", in his opinion, it was not the mental outlook of these soldiers that affected the combat effectiveness, but the ambition and dictatorship of the person in front of him.

"Hahaha!" Old Jiang laughed heartily, "Your Majesty's army is unique in the world, we just follow suit!" Speaking of which, thanks to His Majesty's generosity! ”

Thinking of the reports of the German instructor training squadron he had read, Chen Tian was a little speechless at this time, although the German instructors were basically unreserved on the training ground, and the performance of those standard German mechanized troops who had received i in the northeast battlefield was also better than that of other untrained troops, but in the eyes of German professional officers, this was just a seemingly detached unit, and its combat effectiveness could not be compared with the old Japanese army units.