Chapter 83: The Trojan Horse

People have a class!

Ludwig. Feng. Hersman now has a real sense of what class is, class is an identity, an identity, a sense that can bring people who don't know each other closer together.

For example, Ludwig. Feng. Hersman himself belonged to the Junker aristocratic class. He was the eldest son and heir of the Hersmann family in Rastenburg, East Prussia, a young lieutenant colonel, a recipient of the Order of the Blue Max, a member of the elite of the Great General Staff. With such an identity and such an achievement, no one in the circle of the Junker aristocracy would regard him as an outsider. For Hindenburg, for Ludendorff, for Goltz, for Secter, Hersmann was his junior, his own man, the successor who could become Chief of the General Staff and First Quartermaster General in the future.

Although his humble background is a bit low, as long as he marries Chloe, the Countess of Heinsberg whose family tree can be traced back to the time of Charlemagne, he is the first person among the Junker aristocracy. Even the aristocracy of West, South and Austria would have regarded him as a star in their circles.

But Hersmann is not a lover of the masses, and if someone likes him, someone hates him, or alienates him from the bottom of his heart - because of his class attributes, because of the label of Junker aristocrat and elite officer on his head! Of course, he doesn't fully realize this yet!

On November 7, 1918, it was cold and drizzling. Lieutenant Colonel Hersmann, dressed in a field gray uniform with a blue Max medal on his neck, and a large group of officers of the General Staff lined up outside the official residence in the royal city of Berlin. Each of them looked depressed, and a few were still in tears.

The gates of the royal palace were open, and several carriages slowly drove out of it, escorted by a troop of cavalry guards, passing in front of these elite German officers. The carriage did not have any symbols of the Hohenzollern dynasty on it, nor was it luxurious, just an ordinary carriage. But Hersmann knew that on one of the carriages sat the German Emperor Wilhelm II!

The storm of the November revolution in Berlin grew stronger and stronger, and on the morning of the 6th it turned into a general strike in the whole city. In the early morning of the 7th, two military barracks in Berlin were attacked by the marchers. No one fired a shot, and the crowd marched into the barracks to join the soldiers.

The defenders of Berlin have begun to defect! The German Emperor could no longer remain in Berlin and had to leave immediately. At 10:30 a.m., Admiral Grener told the officers who remained in the Reichstag and the royal residence that he would accompany the Emperor to the German headquarters in Spa, and that the officers who remained in Berlin were to obey the orders of Lieutenant Colonel Schleicher.

Hersmann was also one of the officers who remained in Berlin. After the signing of the "Hersmann-Albert Agreement" at the Capitol on 6 June, Hersman did not return home, but was ordered to stay at the official residence in the royal city to await orders.

He asked Chloe and Stockhausen by phone to accompany Archduchess Olga to leave Berlin for Riga before the general strike of the railway workers. At the same time, Rosenberg was instructed to keep a close watch on the Spartacists and to keep them informed of their movements.

"Salute!" Someone shouted.

Hersman joined the crowd in saluting. It was the Kaiser's carriage that came to a sudden stop, not far from Hersmann. The emperor, dressed in military uniform, got out of the carriage, his face haggard and his brows furrowed.

"Long live the Emperor!" Someone took the lead in chanting, and Hersmann discovered that the man was Schleicher.

"Long live the Emperor!" Hersman and the others shouted along.

The Emperor nodded, as if to be comforted. The Junker officers still support him! He waved his hand at the crowd, his mouth trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak. After a while, he sighed and said, "I'll be back!" Definitely......"

At this time, he saw Hessman, actually stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and patted Hersman on the shoulder: "Lieutenant Colonel, you and Chloe are about to get married, right?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hersman replied aloud. All those present looked at him and the Kaiser.

The Emperor smiled softly, "Add Heinsberg before Hersmann, that's a pretty old surname...... If you want to pass it on, you will become Count Ludwig of Hersmann-Heinsberg. Also, when your first son is born, I will be his godfather. ”

This is the pull of Chiguoguo!

According to the Kaiser, Hersmann was a noble count after marriage, and the head of the Heinsberg family, the Heinsberg family, was named after the place, and Heinsberg in Lower Rhine-Westphalia was once owned by the family. However, this status does not always bring benefits, it will strengthen Hersman's position in the Junkers. At the same time, it will also alienate him from the people at the bottom.

Who could have imagined if Adolf. Hitler was a high count, with a castle, a yard for running horses, and countless antiques and works of art. How else can he incite a group of unemployed proletarians who can't even afford to support their wives and children? The Trump phenomenon is simply not possible in the years of class struggle.

"Thank you, my majesty!" Hersman straightened up and gave a military salute.

The Kaiser said no more, turned and got into the carriage, and rode away. Hersman watched the carriage disappear into a drizzle, then sighed softly. Schleicher walked up to him and patted him on the back as if he were a brother.

"Ludwig, don't look at it...... He can't come back," Schleicher said in a low tone, "and this country has to be saved by us." ”

Obviously, he saw himself as the protagonist - the last chancellor of the Weimar Republic had some skills. Now he has become a member of the Officers' Union, a member of the Industrial Promotion Committee, and the director of the Public Security Department of the General Staff. It mixes as well as the almost open-hung Hirschmann, and it also has the support of Hindenburg!

But in the end, he was easily brought down by Hitler......

"Let's go, let's find a place to change our clothes first, and then change places." Schleicher and Hersman spoke as they walked towards the royal residence.

With the Kaiser's flight, the last of the guards loyal to the Kaiser were to return to the barracks and not interfere in politics. The workers and soldiers of Berlin would soon become the masters of the city. By then, officers like Hersmann and Schleicher might have been street rats that everyone shouted at them.

And the Wangcheng Mansion can't stay any longer. Because the protests in Berlin were about to turn into an uprising, the residence of the royal city was bound to be occupied by the insurgents.

Schleicher led Hersmann to a hall in the Reichstag, where about four or five hundred people had gathered, all in field gray soldiers' uniforms, with red armbands on their arms and red flags.

"Who are they?" Hersman was stunned by the scene before him and suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

"They are soldiers of the uprising!" Schleicher beckoned to one of them, and the man ran over with two soldiers' uniforms. "Ludwig, let's change your clothes...... We are now also soldiers of the uprising! By the way, you're more familiar with this than I am, so you can guess what's going on, right? ”

Hersman had already thought that this was to infiltrate the revolutionary ranks!

"We're going to impersonate revolutionaries?"

Schleicher smiled mockingly: "How can it be impersonated?" We are now revolutionaries of the Social Democrats...... Comrade Albert and Comrade Scheidman both admit it. Okay, let's go change and come back to give everyone a training. ”

"Training what?"

"Of course how to deceive the masses!" "They are all members of the Security and Political Offices, and half of them are going to occupy the royal palace, and the other half are going to the barracks to set up soldiers' councils. He turned his head and looked at Hersmann, "Ludwig, I'll take someone to 'occupy' the royal mansion." The creation of the soldiers' council is left to you, you have half a day to train them, and tomorrow morning the Social Democrats will come and take control of the barracks with them...... This is the order of the 1st Quartermaster General! Also part of the Freikorps Project in the Gray Plan! ”

Hersmann nodded, this is how the German revolution turned out to have failed!

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