The "he" that Hallstein mentioned is Joey's eldest brother Prince William.

According to William's honest thoughts, he had no entanglement with faraway Chile, nor had a Finney relationship. At best, he had the closest blood relationship with his father and younger brother who had made this work.

But in the heart of the old emperor William I, he didn't think so simply.

After confirming that Marshal Mandofir is re-entered and served as commander of the Black Hawk Legion, the old emperor clearly instructed the old marshal that he should choose his grandson Prince William among the three regiments under the Black Hawk Legion, preferably in the position of the Germanic regiment commander.

Let the second heir of the throne have enough military experience, especially when he has been on the battlefield and has seen blood. For his heir of the throne, he will be free from the killing spirit of these elites on the battlefield when he commands the Prussian officers' regiment in the future.

The sword in the opponent's hand is like an arm to use his fingers, rather than being helpless in cutting himself. This is the old emperor's expectation for William.

When his son Crown Prince Frederick came to the palace to meet him, the old emperor made an arrangement for William to his son. Considering that this was a responsibility and obligation to deal with by a heir to the throne, Crown Prince Frederick certainly agreed with his father's opinion.

That afternoon, Crown Prince Frederick called William to the study and told William that he was going to join the army. Moreover, when he was going to a distant and unknown Chile to participate in a war, William's reaction was greatly beyond Crown Prince Frederick's expectations.

"Father, going to the front line should be done by soldiers and lower-level officers. I am a prince and should stay in the local base camp to command them."

"Willie, who has never fought on the front line and has never seen the cruel face of war, cannot stay in the base camp in the country to command the war. This is the hard requirement of General Schánhorst when establishing the General Staff."

"Father, maybe I can't stay in the base camp, but the title of commander of this infantry regiment is not commensurate with my identity. I am a prince, the prince of the Hohenzollern family, the second heir to the empire. Why did I just want me to be the commander of an infantry regiment? I have sufficient reasons and status, and I should be the commander of this legion."

"Willie, as a commander of a legion, needs to have the experience of commanding others, need to be able to coordinate various relationships, need to have the ability to deal with various complex situations in the war, be decisive, patient and brave, either." Crown Prince Frederick explained patiently at his arrogant son in front of him.

"Although the size of the Black Hawk Legion is only equivalent to a regular Prussian division, it does not mean that its complexity is less than that of a Prussian Legion. As an army expedition to South America, the commander of the Legion must have rich political wisdom and diplomatic experience in order to handle the interests of the empire in Chile."

"Willie, you are not qualified to be the commander now. In my opinion, if you want to be familiar with everything about the Prussian army, you should start from the grassroots level of the army. If I were facing this opportunity, I would rather start from the head of a company. In fact, Willie, I did the same back then."

"And joining the army is also the responsibility that every man in our Hohenzollern family should shoulder. A nobleman should pick up the sword and sword in his hand to face the enemy. Willy, you should bravely shoulder this responsibility!" Crown Prince Frederick looked at his son with hope, hoping to get a positive answer.

"Father, I have never been a fearless person, and I have never been afraid of picking up a sword, let alone any enemies." William retorted dissatisfied.

"It's just that, as a member of the Hohenzollern family, we are born with responsibility to be the rulers of this land, and we are born with responsibility to be the commander of the Prussian army. If I can't command this army and cannot rule my army, then I would rather do nothing." William said arrogantly with his already large-scale horns and beard.

"And, my father, I am already the colonel leader of the Brandenburg Dragoon Regiment. It is a huge insult to me to have me serve as the commander of an infantry regiment of the Prussian National Guard level!"

"Willie, this is the order from His Majesty the Emperor! All you need is to execute it! You should not be afraid to go to the front line to perform your duties!" The helpless Crown Prince Frederick could not convince his son, so he could only move out William I, hoping to force his son to accept this position by obeying the emperor's orders.

"My father, I said, I am not afraid of anything. I just think this matter is unfair to me. Then I will go to my grandfather and ask him to take back this stupid order." After saying that, after bowing gracefully, William directly withdrew from his father's study.

Crown Prince Frederick's face was dark, and he could not say anything more as he watched the departure of his arrogant and arrogant son.

In the evening of the dispute with his father about joining the army in Chile, William confided to his close friend, Earl of Philip Chu Oilenburg.

In the eyes of the Earl of Oirenburg, the future of this world should be dominated by the wisdom of diplomats, not determined by the soldiers struggling in the mud. At most, the generals in beautiful uniforms may have some qualifications to decorate the diplomats' appearance.

For my dear Prince William, I definitely agreed with my decision not to go to the extremely desolate place in Chile to fight to death.

"My dear William, your decision is right. Your father's behavior is completely dominated by British liberal ideas. He always wants to interfere in places that should not be dominated by Germany." Oirenberg said, handing William a glass of red wine.

After watching William drink the red wine in his glass with a vulgarity, Oirenburg smiled and continued, "Diplomatic, diplomats dominate the operation of the world. The invisible hand, war is just an extension of diplomacy."

"So, my dear William, the power of words in our mouths is always greater than the power of weapons in our hands."

"So you did a good job of rejecting your father's orders. You are already an adult, your destiny is in your hand, and the destiny of the empire will be in your hand. It is time for you to decide everything yourself. Remember to decide everything. This is the responsibility you should bear." The Earl of Oylenburg first praised William hard, and William's behavior against his father.

"We didn't go to Charlottenburg Palace to meet the emperor first, but thought of us first. I believe your best friends, I believe we will always find some more strategic solutions for you. As William, your friends, we are very happy." The Earl of Oirenburg's eyes flashed, and it seemed that he was about to cry.

After wiping his eyes delicately with a handkerchief, the Earl of Oirenburg's eyes still flashed, and he said, "It is true that he has a heart-to-heart to His Majesty the Emperor, but it also requires a strategy to express his feelings directly. If... If...William, you have something more important, you have to do it."

"For example, an important diplomatic matter needs to be handled by Your Highness." Holstein, who was sitting beside him, suddenly interrogated, "Or the talent shown in diplomacy is much more surprising than military. I think His Majesty the Emperor will be more willing to see Your Highness, and you can show your strengths to the fullest."

"Diplomatic?" William frowned, picked up the Baccarat crystal soaker on the table, poured his wine glass again, and gently turned the wine glass and asked the gray bishop Hallstein, "But I have never been in contact with any diplomacy. You know, the imperial diplomacy is decided by the Prime Minister."

"Your Highness, I heard an extremely secret rumor. During the diplomatic planning in East Asia, a prince from the Prince of the Prince was pushing him behind his back. I thought about the princes in the Prince of the Prince of the Prince of the Prince of the Prince of the Prince, this is only yours." Hallstein said with a smile, narrowing his eyes without any smile.

"Although Prince Heinrich is far away in the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty was in Berlin, all the orders related to the Qing Dynasty were from Berlin, so Prince Heinrich could not be the one who took the initiative to plan this matter."

"As for Prince Joachim, although everyone in the Berlin scientific community is praising him for being extremely intelligent and a scientific genius, he is still a child after all. Diplomacy is a place for adults to compete for wisdom. It relies on keen experience, not a field that requires talent in science."

"So, according to my old diplomacy who has been in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for decades, only the wise Your Highness came up with and promoted. Such a brilliant East Asian diplomatic strategy has benefited the empire a lot, that person!"

Bishop Hallstein in gray smiled and came to the final conclusion.

"Yes, Lord William and Holstein are right. This matter must be done by you!" Oirenberg jumped up and echoed with great excitement, "We will find someone to tell you in the East Asian diplomatic strategy in detail to the whole Germans, especially His Majesty the Emperor."

"But that's..." William knew very well in his heart that in recent times, whether it was himself or his younger brother, he often went in and out of his father's study, and chatted with the old prime minister or Sir Gruson.

Looking at William who was hesitant, Oirenberg hugged William's shoulder hard and whispered in his ear, "Hi, William, think about Vienna, if we can do this, after graduating from university next year, you can travel to Vienna as a diplomat through Hessen and Munich."

"William, think about it, Vienna, the capital of music, this is where Elizabeth always wants to go! How can there be no you next to the beautiful Elizabeth in Vienna?" Oirenburg murmured softly in William's ear like a sweet-talking devil.

Finally, the rumor that a prince from the Prince of the Foreign Ministry planned East Asian diplomacy behind him gradually became clear. Prince William wisely planned the matter and finally showed it to everyone.

Under the strong praise of General Albertill, the military cabinet chief, Charlottemberg Palace soon learned about William's glorious deeds.

In just one night, the headlines of the newspaper "Long live His Highness Prince William!" were in line with the explosion news content of massive gold coins from the Qing Dynasty, Japan and France, on the front pages of major German newspapers.

A diplomatic genius from the Hohenzollern family manipulated the entire East Asian diplomacy and made huge incomes for the empire, His Highness William was successfully presented to Germany and Europe.

Then, in front of William I of Charlottemberg Palace, after some advice and warnings from someone, William, who was wearing the halo of diplomatic genius in the new era, changed into another face and told the old emperor about his longing for his lover Elizabeth.

By the way, the Black Hawk Legion, which belongs to the nature of the National Guard, really does not meet his identity as a prince, and he is also the colonel leader of the Brandenburg Dragoon Regiment. If he must participate in the war with the status of a colonel, then Prince William hopes that the emperor can send his Brandenburg Dragoon Regiment.

To be condescending, this is not what the proud black eagle of the Hohenzollern family should do. Prince William will always fly high in the sky, the most beautiful eagle.

Looking at the grandson of the Black Hawk who had both diplomatic ability, knew the meaning of love, and was the grandson of the Black Hawk who never landed, William I finally nodded in agreement. William continued to serve as the colonel leader of the Brandenburg Dragoon Regiment, rather than participating in this upcoming Chilean War for the national interests of the German Empire.

Or, letting William, who has diplomatic talent, learn the art of diplomacy with Old Otto, become an option and put in front of the old emperor.

As for what you have gained and what you have lost, no one knows.

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Chapter completed!