Hitler stands outside Berlin, in his lederhosen though no shirt, waving two heavy broadswords in the sky, challenging all comers. The Polish cover in fear, the Norwegians return to their boats and head back to Trondheim. “COMST AT MIE BROZ!” he screams at their retreat.
Well, maybe not that dramatic, but German is holding its own, at least at the moment. They probably still have declarations of war on Finland and Sparta and other distant enemies, but the lack of a Western Front with Napoleon on the sidelines is greatly helping their cause. Poland is coming for them, though, with composite bows setting up to do damage to Berlin and bring the Third Reich to an end after only two-thousand years.