His voice became louder and louder. Rommel, who was much shorter than Adolf, saw Adolf's strong white teeth.

By the time he finished speaking, Adolf was already roaring.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Rommel swallowed hard.

He no longer had the same momentum as before, and his voice was much softer.

"I want you to save Prussia and save the millions of Prussian people who are about to fall into purgatory."

"Gudu...!" Rommel swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"How can I save it?"

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The small town of Passim on the edge of Mecklenburg!

Moltke sat on a worn-out chair, drinking whiskey and looking out the window in a daze.

Twenty days ago he resigned as Chief of General Staff!

To be precise, he was dismissed due to poor performance.

In just twenty days, his life had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Twenty days ago, he was the chief of the imperial general staff, owned a guard battalion, and was cheered and supported wherever he went.

Participating in meetings is the highest-level meeting in the empire.

On weekdays, entering and exiting Emperor Frederick's office was as easy as entering his own backyard.

But now, everything has changed.

After the last conference with Frederick and Bismarck, there was no place for him in Berlin and Magdeburg.

As a last resort, Moltke returned to Mecklenburg, the place where he was born.

Here, he also has an old house passed down from his ancestors.

Of course, this is just a temporary footing.

If there was no other opportunity, Moltke thought of returning to Denmark.

He grew up in Denmark when he was young, and entered the Royal Military Academy in Copenhagen when he was ten years old.

And spent six unforgettable years there.

Before the age of eighteen, it was better to say that he was a Dane than a Prussian.

Now that I have nothing, I might as well go back to Denmark and live some pastoral life.

While thinking about it, I drank wine, and before I knew it, half the bottle of whiskey had been consumed.

At this time, Mao Qi was resentful!

When he was of use, Frederick could be said to be a courteous corporal to him.

But now that he has stepped down, he has lost his high value.

Two old men, Frederick and Bismarck, threw him away like a pair of worn-out shoes.

Even when I asked for a meeting several times, they acted as if they didn't see or hear me.

He was filled with resentment!

Unexpectedly, all my decades of loyalty have been fed to the dogs.

"Don't let me make a comeback, otherwise I will make you pay the price you deserve."

The drunken Mao Qi spat out a sentence angrily.

"gentlemen!"

The old housekeeper opened the door and walked in.

"What's the matter?" the drunken Mao Qi shouted with a frown.

"Oh, there is a person calling himself Mr. Hans outside." Seeing the drunken Moltke, the housekeeper regretted reporting.

"Hans? Which Hans? No, no one." Moltke muttered incoherently.

"He said he was the son-in-law of Duke Winter!" While speaking, the steward accidentally pinched his pocket.

There are five shining Ming Dynasty silver coins inside!

This thing is now a hard currency, more useful than Reichsmarks.

With this thing, you can even buy many controlled products that are not allowed to be purchased.

"Duke Winter's son-in-law?

That Oriental?" Mao Qi immediately thought of that Oriental face that deserved a beating.

That's a profiteer, no, his vulture, a vulture that specializes in eating dead people.

Wherever he appears, something bad will happen.

I am already unlucky enough, why does this guy want to bring bad luck to me?

"Let him in!" No matter how much Mao Qi looked down on Kong Tingxun, the title of Duke Winter's son-in-law was still very useful.

Moreover, this guy is now a rich man, a very rich man.

The purchase of anti-tank grenades that he approved alone has reached one million.

"Yes! Sir."

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and walked out easily.

The man said that as long as Mao Qi agreed to meet, he would be rewarded with five Ming Dynasty silver coins.

The master is in despair, and he doesn't know what his life will be like in the future.

While there are still others coming, accumulating some wealth can be regarded as leaving a way out for yourself.

Maybe if he serves well, he might find a new master.

Soon, Kong Tingxun walked into the room.

He was surprised at how dilapidated the room was!

The paint on the walls is mottled and the floor is full of stains. When you step on it, your leather shoes will make a "squeak" and "squeak" sound.

The worn chairs are full of traces of time.

Only the window is a bit noble, after all, it is a glass window.

None of the nearby farmhouses had glass windows.

I had thought that Moltke would be down and out, but I never thought that Moltke would be in such a downturn.

"Won't you buy me a drink?" Kong Tingxun sat down opposite Mao Qi in a familiar manner.

I tilted my body, and it turned out that one of the legs of the chair was shorter.

Kong Tingxun, who almost fell, quickly sat up straight and tried to control his center of gravity.

Moltke hooked his hand, and the steward graciously gave him a glass.

Kong Tingxun poured himself a glass!

"Thank you for taking care of me!" he said, raising the wine glass in his hand.

Moltke was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was referring to the one million anti-tank grenades.

Mao Qi didn't say anything, he just picked up the wine glass and touched it with Kong Tingxun.

"What are your plans?" Kong Tingxun put down his wine glass.

"What else can I plan to do? I'll go back to Denmark in a few days." Moltke said dejectedly.

"What a shame for your military talent.

Why don't you come to my company as a consultant, the conditions are up to you."

"Haha! Thank you." Mao Qi raised his glass, neither saying yes nor saying no.

After drinking another glass of wine, Mao Qi felt a little uncomfortable.

When he was the chief of general staff, his attitude towards him was not good and he even ridiculed him in public.

But when he was down and out, this man didn't say a word of ridicule, but instead chased him to his hometown to visit him.

It has been twenty days, and this is the first person to come to visit me in my hometown.

Berlin!

Magdeburg!

Everyone there was eager to cut ties with him.

I really didn't expect that he would be the first person to come to visit me in my hometown.

"Just take it as your promise!
To be continued...