Germany in the Great War: I Won't Keep the Emperor's Glory to Myself

My name is Li Chenggong. In my previous life, I was a self-help guru. Now I'm the heir to the German Empire.

I've got it rough. People here don't buy motivational speeches. They only believe in big guns.

The emperor, my father, is stubborn and self-willed. The General Staff is watching me like a hawk, and Jewish capitalists want to use me as their weapon.

I have no choice but to turn up the pressure.

At home, I promote “using Jews to control Jews,” siphoning wealth from speculators while backing compliant bankers and letting them turn on their own people.

Abroad, I pursue “limited war,” exploiting the Bear Country's internal divisions to secure a ceasefire on the Eastern Front, and using the Irish independence movement to sow chaos in Britain's backyard.

When my Dragon Nation special forces finish an assassination mission in Paris and pin the blame flawlessly on Jewish extremists, all of Europe descends into chaos.

Only I lounge in Berlin Palace, sipping tea and figuring out which bank to buy next.

Don't talk to me about principles. You have to win big before you get to set them.