The Third Reich: I Became Emperor

"What? The Germans occupied Southampton?"At the British headquarters, Lord Gort looked at the officer who was delivering the message and roared angrily.

Southampton was different from Portsmouth. If Portsmouth was lost, they might not care much, but if Southampton was lost, it meant that 30% of the Empire's shipyards were gone, which was equivalent to cutting off an arm.

In addition, Winchester was taken by the Germans. All signs showed that they had lost control of the southwest region.

"Damn it, what on earth are these garrisons for? Can't they even hold out for a month?" Lord Gort had expected that they could at least hold out for a while, but he didn't expect that they couldn't hold out after just a few days, which completely disrupted his plan.

"Don't think about counterattacks anymore, just reinforce your defenses, a war is about to break out in London."Lord Gort said weakly. He believed that the main force of the German army would soon attack London from the direction of Winchester. With the German army in Dover now advancing on both sides, the most serious crisis in the history of the British Empire has arrived.

Fortunately, it is still some distance away from London, which gives Lord Gort time to manage London.

"Immediately transfer all anti-aircraft guns to London and make sure to hold the position."Since the air force cannot be relied upon, the only option is to rely on the anti-aircraft guns to block the bombing of the German fighter planes. He believes that as long as there are a large number of anti-aircraft guns, they will definitely be able to block the German bombing.

"In addition, we must also make separate arrangements for the German tanks, take out all the anti-tank mines, and bury them all without worrying about the future."Lord Gort stood up, pointed to several dangerous areas on the map, and ordered the generals around him.

As for the collapsed buildings, they were all transported to the front line. He wanted to turn London into a huge battlefield.

Because Lord Gort knew very well that he had to build a defense line as quickly as possible before the German attack. According to the current attack speed of the German army, it would take at most ten days, or even less, for the enemy to be at the gates of the city.

"Mobilize those young men and pass on my order: all men over the age of fifteen and under the age of fifty-five, mobilize them all, and those who disobey will be shot on the spot."Since the empire is at a critical moment of life and death, Lord Gort can no longer care about so much.

"Your Excellency, is this too much?……"An officer could not help but advise

"No, we don't have that much mercy now. We must defend London now." Lord Gort said loudly.

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"You mean? The German army is already on its way to London?"When Lord Gort was arranging the defense line, Fatty Qiu was scolded by King George and dared not raise his head.

"How did you promise me that you would drive the German army into the sea? What about now? After losing cities and territories one after another, and suffering heavy casualties, you tell me now that you are going to move the capital? How do you want me to explain this to the people of the empire?" King George's tone was heavy, and he was cursing in his heart.

He should have negotiated for peace earlier and listened to this fat man's nonsense.

Now, those who were beaten have to move the capital, which is simply a shame.

Originally, according to his idea, if he couldn't win, he should honestly ask for peace. It wouldn't be shameful anyway, and he still had a chance to turn the tables with his huge fleet. But now, the German army was obviously going to beat them to death with one blow.

""Your Majesty, our troops are organizing a new defense line, and two other elite armies are gathering at the London defense line. We are determined to stop the enemy from entering the foggy city." Fatty Qiu could only promise again.

Unfortunately, his promise had already been broken by the German victory again and again, and he had never fulfilled it.

He promised that the German army would never land to fight, but it turned out to be a failure. He promised that the German army would be driven into the sea soon, but now they are almost at London.

Now, he promised to stop the German army outside the city of London. What could he do?

King George's eyes were obviously full of distrust, but for now he could only trust the other party.

"I remember you said you wanted to fight back. What about the fight back now?"King George suppressed his anger and asked.

In fact, according to the law, King George had no power, only symbolic power, but now it was a war, and the power was infinitely magnified. After all, nominally, everything needed the king's approval.

"Your Majesty, the speed of the German attack is too fast. The so-called counterattack has become empty talk. But please rest assured that the 200,000 reinforcements of the US Army will arrive soon. The rest of the federations, dominions, and colonies have also sent reinforcements. It won't be long before they arrive. Please rest assured that I will definitely defend London."Fatty Qiu said in a low voice.

Although the British Empire has declined, its prestige is still there. At least it still has the face of a tiger, although its foundation has long been weak.

Now Fatty Qiu asked the federations, dominions, and colonies to send troops, and he agreed very readily.

Therefore, he is just holding on now. As long as he holds on until the reinforcements arrive, there is still great hope to keep the German army out of London.

As long as the German offensive is blocked, there may be hope of a comeback.

"I hope you won't let me down. This is the last time I will trust you."Looking at Fatty Qiu, King George took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely defend London."Fat Qiu promised again.

Watching the other party leave, King George looked at the Duke of Westminster who came out from the side and said bitterly:"You are right, only peace talks can stop the German attack."

"Your Majesty, the peace talks are only temporary. As long as we preserve our strength, we will have a chance in the end." The fifth Duke of Westminster said in a heavy tone.

"You are right, we can't go on like this, the war is already lost."King George shook his head and said

"Now you, the fifth Duke of Westminster, will take full charge on my behalf and go to Berlin to negotiate with the other party. The British Empire is willing to negotiate."

Hearing this, the Duke of Westminster stood at attention and saluted,"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will complete the task." They are almost at London. There is no point in continuing to insist. Moreover, surrender is not a shameful thing. Didn't France surrender? It didn't lose a piece of meat.

"Your Majesty, what should we do if the German army disagrees?"The Duke of Westminster asked with some concern.

"If you don't agree, then we will fight to the end until the winner is decided." King George took a deep breath and said slowly.

Fatty Qiu walked out of the palace and took a deep look at the palace. The secretary next to him whispered,"Your Excellency the Prime Minister, His Majesty the King has sent someone to negotiate."

"Got it, don't worry about it, as long as we win, the so-called peace talks are a joke."Fat Qiu didn't care at all. In the past few years, the German army, which was unstoppable, also wanted peace talks. This kind of thing cannot be prohibited. As long as we win, the peace advocates will naturally give up hope.