The door was made of old oak, decorated with vines on the edges, and a long, discolored brass nameplate was inlaid in the middle. Diesenhofen placed the tray in his hand on the small table against the wall of the corridor, and then raised his hand and knocked it gently on the door.

"Come in." The room replied. The adjutant twisted the door handle and pushed open the door of the guest room.

"Your breakfast, my head of state." Dieshenhofen reported at the door, then turned around and picked up the silver tray full of food.

When he was in the Prime Minister's Office in Berlin, the head of state's diet was handled by a special chef. All processes, from purchasing ingredients to cooking, were subject to strict supervision to prevent any possible accidents.

Even when Hitler inspected the front line, he would carry a logistics support team with him. He had specially formulated recipes. He basically would not eat local food unless it was necessary for news and publicity. In comparison, the new head of state had much better stomachs and could eat anything happily as long as the taste was good enough.

Xu Jun had already finished washing up and put on a full set of military parade dresses. At this time, he was at the round table by the window, reading the newly received message last night.

Although most of the government work has been distributed to the following, there are still a lot of official documents every day, and the head of state needs to make the final review.

When a dictator is not as relaxed and happy as people imagine, supreme power also represents an equal weight of responsibility, especially since what he shoulders is no longer the fate of a single nation, his vision must be extended to the entire Europe and even the world.

During this period, he spent an hour or two almost every day reading reports from all over the world. This was screened by the Eye of Odin. He had to seize the pulse of history and deal with the future that was no longer known.

The history of Europe has become unrecognizable because of his arrival. What kind of response and strategic adjustment will Xu Jun make to the old Europe, which is integrating its forces and intending to rise again, are the issues that Xu Jun has been most concerned about in the recent past.

There is also the situation in the Far East. Xu Jun did not believe that there would be a miracle. Japan would repent and give up the war of aggression against China. Intelligence shows that the Japanese Southern Army has been organized and tropical adaptive training is being carried out among various troops. The Japanese army and navy have increased the intelligence collection density of the European garrisons in Southeast Asia. The outbreak of the Pacific War is a foregone conclusion and no one can reverse it.

Xu Jun even doubted whether Japan's patience could last until December of 1941 as in history.

He believed that Hirohito must also be under tremendous pressure. The emperor's cabinet would only come up with a bunch of seemingly detailed but actually empty plans, and try his best to make him believe that the imperial kingdom could conquer the entire Southeast Asia.

The problem is that although Japan has won many battles since the Meiji Restoration, it has never faced a head-on battle with a veteran European power. Once the southward advance plan is implemented, it is equivalent to challenging the four great powers of Britain, France, the Netherlands and the United States. If we can still be confident in this way, it is obviously deceiving ourselves.

In the past decade, the Japanese government has successfully used education and propaganda systems to brainwash the people of the whole country. Ordinary Japanese people are still addicted to the great martial arts of the Imperial Army, and basically this country is beyond salvation.

Xu Jun reached out and moved away the scattered telegram on the table, asking Dieshenhofen to put the tray containing breakfast in front of him.

"Thank you, Eric." Xu Jun put the telegram in his hand aside, shook the rolled white napkin, and stuffed it on the collar of his military uniform.

"Have everyone else had breakfast?" Xu Jun asked the adjutant who was pouring coffee for him.

"I've eaten it all, my head of state, Marshal Braushich, has gone to the garden for a walk, and Minister Himmler is chatting with Captain Stark in the lounge." Dieshenhofen gently placed the coffee cup to Xu Jun's right hand.

"Sit down, Eric, chat with me." Xu Jun said with a dining cross pointing at the seat opposite him.

"Okay, my head of state," the adjutant replied. The head of state nodded with satisfaction and began to cut the fried white intestines from the plate: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask you, Eric. What is your personal impression of the master we are visiting today."

"You mean that Majesty? My Head of State." Dieshenhofen moved the coffee pot and sugar pot aside.

"Yes, that emperor." Xu Jun raised a piece of white intestine and dipped it in the seed-covered yellow mustard sauce on the side of the plate.

"To be honest, my head of state, I was still very young when the emperor abdicated and had no impression of him, but my parents had mentioned things about him in front of me more than once." Diesenhaufen replied.

"It's okay, you can talk about it casually." Xu Jun chewed the sausage and picked up a piece of white bread from the bread basket.

"I think he was a monarch who was very fond of merit and mediocre. Because of his personal arrogance and arrogance, he pushed Germany into a stupid war, but he was unable to lead the country to a final victory. Even after the defeat, he escaped his responsibilities and abandoned his country and people. When the German people needed him the most, I think the emperor should be ashamed of his actions." Diesenhofen replied seriously.

"That's how you think? Dear Eric, you're still too young." The head of empire, who was a few years older than the adjutant, taught in an elder tone, but the adjutant didn't feel anything inconsistent at all.

"Is my opinion wrong? My head of state." Dieshenhoven asked respectfully.

"It's not that there is anything wrong with your opinion. After all, you are too young to get to the truth of history. If you have time, you can go to Braushichi... Well... or Marshal Leb, I believe they will be happy to talk to you about the past." Xu Jun put the knife and fork in the tray and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"Yes, my head of state, I will go and chat with several marshals when I have time." The adjutant nodded and replied.

"However, I don't think they can give you an accurate answer. With their status back then, they still can't get to the inside story of the high-level officials of the empire." The head of state pulled the napkin off the neckline and threw it on the plate.

"Most of the descriptions of this emperor in German historical records are true. He is indeed as stated in the newspaper, impulsive, reckless and very happy with merit. His personal vision and ability are limited, and a large number of ambitious mediocre talents gathered around him. It is not surprising that he ended up like this." The head of state raised his hand and signaled that the adjutant could take the tray away. He didn't want to eat too much this morning.

"But it is really unfair to the emperor to put all the responsibility for defeat on him, because in that war, he was not as important as he imagined. Eric, do you know? In fact, the ending of that war was already destined before the war began. No matter who was in command, it would be impossible to win such a messy war under the conditions at that time." Xu Jun picked up the coffee cup.

"I heard from the generals that if the revolving door had turned at that time..." Dieshenhofen placed the tray on the small table beside the door.

"The army's strength is seriously insufficient. The emperor is too keen on the navy and consumes too much national resources. The army's officers' regiment are unwilling to expand the recruitment of too many civilian officers. These nobles are only worried about their own interests. The highest command is occupied by a group of uniformed politicians and pretentious idiots. With these guys, Germany cannot win that war." After Xu Jun said that, he took a sip of coffee and placed the cup on the table.

"No matter what, William II is a symbol of the German Empire. He symbolizes the glory and strength of Prussia, and also symbolizes the humiliation and failure of the past. Let the emperor continue to exile overseas, and the shame of Germany's defeat cannot be completely erased." After saying that, the head of state stood up, looked out the window with his hands behind his back.

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