474 New Presidential Palace
The majestic walls of the palace were mottled by shelling, and large areas of green bricks peeled off, revealing the steel bars in the walls. The abrupt steel bars of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info grew out of the fresh broken wall, poking horizontally and vertically into the air, like a man's rough hair that had not been washed in a week.
The scorching sun of early summer made the walls white. On a blazing white floor tile, a huge red star bloomed, and a filthy robe was crooked in the center of the red star, long dried into a pile of rickety corpses.
A crowded black shadow moved closer, forcing over to cover the old banker under the exposed wall. It was Frederick's officer corps.
Frederick wore a snow-white military cloak, and the golden tassels on his epaulettes swayed with his footsteps. His hands were hidden under his cloak, like chess pieces standing in front of a pool of blood, and he looked down at the corpse.
This huge pool of blood had long since been dried by the scorching sun, and had become dark under the scorching sun. Frederick whispered, "He was assassinated by his own men?"
Ryan, who was accompanying him, immediately replied: "It was the sheriff who commanded the National Guard who stabbed him in the back and threw him off the tower, then raised the white flag and opened the door to surrender." The sheriff also tried to arrest the rebel commander Vickers, but the search was fruitless. Discussions are under way to commend the justice. β
Frederick was silent for a long time, squatted down and gently touched the corpse's eyelids, and sighed: "Grandfather told me to guard against villains. But Breschroeder was a respectable enemy, for he did not stay away, but chose to fight on his back. The real villain is the one who stabbed him in the back. β
"......" Ryan realizes that Frederick's greatest concern is not disagreement, but betrayal. Because a declaration of war is the way to resolve differences, and betrayal is no excuse.
"So...... How should the sheriff who raised the white flag be rewarded......" Griffith asked stiffly.
Frederick crouched on the ground, still caressing the corpse of his old enemy, and replied without raising his head: "100 ounces of gold are publicly awarded as a sign of favor." Then the decision was reported within the army: the sheriff was transferred to other provinces, and he was sent to the recruitment office to serve as a civilian, and he was never transferred back. Let every officer know that although resistance exists, betrayal can never be redeemed. β
Major General Claude nodded in agreement: "Severe punishment for betrayal is a requirement of discipline." Just do what the president says. β
Because the War Department will fully support Frederick's entry into the new presidential palace, they have already changed their tunes in advance and called him the great president. In fact, Frederick gained the staunch support of the violent clique, and as the sole head of the executive, Frederick also assumed the functions of prime minister, which can be said to be in real power.
Ryan knows that this sheriff who backstabbed his boss and murdered himself has been stained as a "villain" and has completely distanced himself from the center of Wiener's power. He bowed his head and agreed, "I'll do it." β
Griffith frowned and stared at the pool of sun-dried humanoid blood: "Since you respect him, then...... So Breschroed's body, is it a thick burial......"
Frederick asked grimly, "I heard that a French army has entered the border with Bafaria?"
"Fran the Great, in alliance with the Regency Councils of London, Madrid, and Sirisa, sent letters of pressure refusing to recognize the ruling power of the Presidency - at the end of the diplomatic correspondence they reserved the power of armed intervention. Griffith stated with a straight face, and the entire officer corps was dead silent: "According to our intelligence, Isaac led four infantry divisions, about 12,000 men, which have been assembled in the province of Lorraine, and marched to Munich three days ago. β
"Unobstructed?" asked Frederick, turning his back to him.
"The Fran Empire was recognized by the Treaty of Mirrors. Under the Hall of Mirrors Treaty, our borders must be opened to it. So the enemy forces are unimpeded. Sensing the tension, Griffith added worriedly: "If unprepared, Isaac's army will arrive in Munich this week and make contact with the garrison of Governor Otto." β
Munich, also known as MΓΌnchen, is the castle of Grand Duke Wilhelm and the hometown of Frederick.
Frederick was silent for a second, his cloak trembling, as if he was pulling off his gloves with one finger. Then he turned his back to the crowd and calmly ordered: "Embalm Brecchlauder's body, and take it to Munich with his relatives." β
"Send it to ...... Thick burial?" Griffith didn't react. The officer corps also looked at each other.
"Hang Isaac's father, uncle, uncle, and ten lineal blood relatives in the tower of Munich. If he dares to lead a foreign army against his homeland, I will sever his ties with his homeland once and for allβand this exile begins with kinship. Frederick coldly commanded: "Betrayers pay the price, and some do not deserve to live." β
The officer corps listened to the heat of the body, and the skin itched in the sun. They remembered that humiliating day in November, when they were lying in a field hospital with bandages and heard the news of the surrender of the capital. That righteous indignation at the loss of everything has finally been rewarded today.
This assured them that Frederick was the dawn of their dreams!
"Everything is according to the orders of the president!" Before Griffith could reply, the staff officers, major generals, and brigade commanders had already slapped their legs and promised with excitement.
When Frederick came to power, his heart was much heavier. As soon as he took office, he made the decision to bloody the enemy chieftain, so he deliberately soothed the atmosphere, waved his hand and said, "Unscrupulous means are the greatest respect for the enemy", and then led everyone to inspect the palace that had just been captured.
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Elena retreated to seclusion in the church, and a steady stream of convoys connected the Elven Kingdom to Wiener. A clandestine site for a heavy factory broke ground on the outskirts of Wiener, garrisoned by a Praetorian Guard brigade. Elena occasionally went on patrol in plain clothes, and had extremely speculative conversations with Officer Lu.
The international atmosphere has become more tense. The Bank of England has been red-eyed and has repeatedly written to question the inheritance of the $200 million debt. And BNP Paribas is also insanely poor, and has made debt collection a top priority, eager to continue with 12 ultimatums. And this question, after the end of the referendum, finally ushered in the occasion of a positive response.
Filia had seen Frederick's dead face, Frederick's ambition, and to this day, she finally saw Frederick's noble and cold side.
It was after the oath of office of the President, and the celebration was hastily prepared, with a magnificent military parade in which Frederick led the officer corps to scan the majestic troops from the rostrum, and this inflating ceremony made up the whole content of the celebration, and there was no national reception until the evening.
Because Frederick had booked a trip to Bafaria's aid, he wore a cavalry suit to the reception. At this juncture, the diplomats in Paris and London finally could not hold back, and regardless of saving face for the new leader, they single-handedly approached Frederick and delivered him an ultimatum in no uncertain terms.
"In the past, you have refused to discuss the issue of the 200 million yuan debt left over by the HRE Empire under the pretext that the new government has not yet prepared," the indignant diplomat preemptively opened fire in a straight London accent.
"Now that you have been sworn in, I hope that you will seriously face the legacy of history and repay the huge debt owed by your country. "The diplomats in Paris are seamlessly connected.
The diplomat suddenly opened fire, and the drinking party fell into embarrassment, and there was a dead silence. Countless celebrities and ladies stared nervously at the new leader, wondering how he would cope with the accountability of the powers.
Frederick pinched his red wine glass and looked at them, not only expressionless, but even a little relaxed: "Does your country recognize the Third German Republic established by the new presidential palace?"
There have been two republican flames in Germany, but those short-lived republican regimes were ruthlessly extinguished by the HRE Empire. This time, the military department supported Frederick's establishment of a new presidential palace, which should normally be counted as the German Third Republic.
And Paris and London have been babbling and repeatedly affirming that they will never recognize Frederick's ruling position. They prefer the HRE Empire, which is obediently in debt.
The two diplomats were dumbfounded, looked at each other, and replied forcefully: "The diplomatic letter from Paris/London makes it clear that the new presidential palace cannot inherit the power of the old empire. β
Frederick didn't mind, and raised his glass with a smile: "So the new presidential palace can't inherit the debts of the old empire." You can leave. β
The President politely chased away the guests.