Iron Dynasty

Chapter 1178

"Surrendered!" Frederick II said, his eyes wide with disbelief.

The soldier was silent for a while and then slowly nodded.

"Cowards, a bunch of cowards." Frederick II roared angrily. "You all deserve to go to hell. You all deserve to die." The soldier remained silent. At this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of sadness. Perhaps in the eyes of this monarch, they were nothing but humble dust. Thinking of his brothers who had died on the battlefield, he suddenly no longer feared the monarch in front of him and said loudly, "You nobles are so high and mighty. When have you ever cared about the lives of us soldiers? Why don't you nobles pick up a gun and go to the battlefield? Then you would understand why we chose to surrender."

Frederick II was shocked. He stared at the soldier in front of him. He had never expected an ordinary soldier to confront him. After a brief moment of shock, he roared, "Who gave you such courage? How dare you offend your monarch?"

The soldier said, "I would rather die here than go back to the battlefield and be killed by that terrifying weapon."

Frederick II sneered. "In that case, I will grant your wish."

As soon as his words fell, an officer rode up to him on horseback. Getting off his horse, the officer said in a terrified voice, "Your Majesty, something bad has happened. We discovered a large number of Convention Organization troops gathering in the town of Kara, a hundred li from Königsberg. Our defense line has really been breached, and I also saw a large number of tanks." The officer's words caused the nobles of Königsberg to fall into a panic.

Their eyes were filled with terror. A noble shouted, "Your Majesty, don't be so stubborn! Britain has lost, and so have Spain and Portugal. The situation on the French battlefield is even worse than ours. Now there's only us and Tsarist Russia left, but Tsarist Russia is not much better than us. There is no hope of victory. If we surrender now, our people will at least not have to suffer anymore. Look at this poor soldier. He must have been terrified to the extreme to have offended you. If we foolishly continue to hold on, all the soldiers will oppose us just like him. At that time, we will all die without a burial place."

The nobles who were gathered around Frederick II all nodded in agreement. Now even a fool would understand that the outcome of the war could not be changed. Vainly holding on would only cause this country to suffer a heavy blow.

"Your Majesty, surrender." Another noble said. To him, the outcome of the war was already determined. Now he had to consider how to protect his vested interests in Prussia. So, under the objective fact that victory was impossible, he hoped to become a part of the force that pushed for surrender. In this way, he could use this to seek credit from the Convention Organization after the war and gain real benefits. Many other nobles had the same idea. The once-united Prussian nobles had already shown cracks.

Frederick II felt a wave of sadness. He understood what these nobles were thinking. People live for their own interests, and these people were now starting to seek their own interests. He believed that if he continued to hold on, there would definitely be nobles who would lead the soldiers to mutiny and overthrow his rule. At that time, they would become the biggest beneficiaries, and he would become a prisoner.

With a cold laugh, Frederick II suddenly patted the soldier's shoulder. He said, "Soldier, you are right. As a qualified monarch, I should pardon you. Trust me, you will not go to the battlefield again. Go home. The war is over."

The soldier looked on in disbelief. He was stunned for a moment, then saluted Frederick II. Finally, he shouted and ran toward his home excitedly. After watching the soldier leave, Frederick II turned around and looked at the nobles. "You are right. Perhaps we should really make the right choice now. The era of Europe has ended. Now the world will look to the East."

The next day, Frederick II officially announced Prussia's surrender. On the same day, Lu Fei led the Convention Organization's coalition army into Königsberg in a triumphant manner. In the ruins of the royal palace, Frederick II led the Prussian nobles to formally sign the surrender document.

On the road leading to the royal palace, Lu Fei was riding in a military vehicle. Behind him was a long convoy of troop carriers. The Convention Organization soldiers stood neatly on the vehicles. Their expressions were solemn and their eyes were straight ahead, looking very dignified. And behind the troop carriers were tanks, one after another. As the tanks advanced, a rumbling sound filled the sky above Königsberg.

There were Prussians on both sides of the street. They quietly watched the Convention Organization's army. At this moment, they finally understood why the soldiers had chosen to surrender. If it were them, they would have done the same. It was clear that the Convention Organization's weapons of war had exceeded their imagination. The Prussian soldiers with their firing rifles fighting the Convention Organization was like a native with a club fighting a soldier with a musket.

Some people in the crowd shed tears. The country's defeat made them feel humiliated. Europe had once stood at the pinnacle of the world, but now they had been defeated like natives. There were also people who had different thoughts. Their expressions were solemn, but their hearts were filled with longing for the Eastern Empire. What a magical country it must be. What would it be like to live there? Perhaps this defeat was a failure for the country, but not necessarily for the individual. For people who yearned for freedom, there was nothing more exciting than discovering a country that was more civilized than Europe.

With one hand resting on the car window, Lu Fei looked at the Prussian people on both sides of the street with a relaxed expression. He saw their expressions and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. The only country left resisting in Western Europe was France. This protracted war was about to end. Through this war, the Empire would completely dismantle Europe. From then on, the Empire would become the world's unique hegemon, and the rules of the world would also be written by the Empire.

As he was thinking this, the convoy arrived at the ruins of the royal palace. Getting out of the car, Lu Fei saw a group of gorgeously dressed Prussian nobles waiting for him.

"Welcome, Commander Lu Fei." Frederick II showed a stiff smile. Announcing defeat was such a shameful thing, but for the sake of power, he could only do it.

Lu Fei smiled, but his words were sharp. "With the help of the Empire, the Prussian army is not bad. But it's ridiculous for a cat to think it can defeat a tiger after learning its skills."

A hint of anger flashed in Frederick II's eyes. Being humiliated in front of so many nobles made him lose face. But what else could he say? After all, in the eyes of the Empire, Prussia was just a treacherous villain. Noticing Frederick II's expression, Lu Fei changed the subject. He looked at a table in the middle of the ruins. "Is this where we sign the surrender letter?"

Frederick II came to his senses. He immediately said, "That's right. I will formally surrender to the Empire here."

Lu Fei nodded. He said, "Then let's do it quickly. I still have a lot of things to do."

Frederick II understood. Prussia had been defeated, but France and Tsarist Russia were still struggling. The Convention Organization still had a lot of things to do.

Published: 2025-08-16T01:08:01.000+00:00Last Edited: 2026-03-20T16:46:12.000+00:00URL: ReadNovelFull.comcaleredhair/posts/id-c1178-136475040