The cannon roared, the smoke filled the air, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

On the morning of September 7, 1883, the Battle of Gibraltar broke out, Peng Yulin, commander of the Western Fleet of the Han Celestial Empire, joined forces with the Persian fleet and the United Arab Fleet to intercept the main force of the Wilson fleet of the Imperial Alliance on the edge of the western Mediterranean. Eighty-nine heavy cruisers and one hundred and eighty-seven other ships, most of which were destroyed.

"I can't imagine that the navy of the Eastern Alliance has developed to such a powerful point in just a few years!" With tears in his eyes, Admiral Wilson brandished his small Browning pistol and aimed it at his temple.

At this time, the detachment of the Eastern Fleet, which was hidden on the Western Front, suddenly attacked, and the small artillery with a long range directly hit the enemy fleet faintly under the clear vision, and the bursting shrapnel instantly penetrated the admiral's head.

"Charge, charge!" The Eastern Alliance fleets on the east and west were shouting slogans in unison, increasing their horsepower, and approaching the enemy.

The bearded commander of the Persian fleet, the commander of the Arab navy with a turban, all happily held up binoculars and congratulated each other in stiff Chinese.

"I really can't imagine that such a powerful naval fleet of the Empire where the sun never sets has been defeated by us!" The commander of the Persian fleet, known as the new redbeard, waved his fist: "The hateful empire on which the sun never sets, can no longer bully us." ”

"Isn't it just bullying? On the one hand, they brutally slaughter and plunder, and on the other hand, they shamelessly flaunt civilization! "The gaze of Marshal Subus, the commander of the navy of the Arab League, is as sharp as an eagle." Only the Great Han Heavenly Kingdom is indeed protecting our normal interests! ”

"Quick, send a signal to the archon of the Great Han Heavenly Kingdom and tell him that we are victorious!"

"No, he must know, because he is a god-like being."

"Yes, yes, he is really a god, the invincible god of war in the East."

On an aircraft carrier, hundreds of naval soldiers of the Han Celestial Empire are orderly arranging the take-off and landing of dozens of biplane bombers, and more than 40 elite bodyguards in camouflage uniforms are escorting several senior officers, looking at the battlefield in the west.

"Well, the enemy's navy has been annihilated, especially the Great White Fleet of the Americas that the enemy has come to reinforce has been completely wiped out, and the flank threat of our grand strategy has been completely eliminated, and now, it is time to advance on land."

A middle-aged man of forty years old, wearing a black cape and a flat hat, dressed in the costume of a generalissimo, with shining medals and golden ribbons, extremely majestic.

"Yes, this war has been going on intermittently for fifteen years, and the hateful opium dealers have formed eight grand alliances of bandits against us, and now it is time for us to be completely liquidated!" Next to him, a tall and emaciated old man, dressed in civil official clothes, was very excited.

"Deputy Director Li, you have to be prepared, the Sun Never Sets Alliance will soon negotiate peace again, this time, I hope you can show some courage in our Great Han Heavenly Kingdom, otherwise, this consul will demote your position to the first secretary of foreign affairs!"

"Yes, yes! Archon, Hongzhang knows! Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the old man of the civil service, and he hurriedly bowed and said.

After the aircraft carrier issued the order, it headed directly to the north.

Marshal Peng Yulin, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Alliance, led the fleet to continue to storm the enemy, and the continuous illness made his burly body look a little weak.

"Marshal, it's time for you to rest for a while!" There was an adjutant around to persuade him.

"Rest? No, Archon Luoyang personally came to supervise the battle, I can't embarrass him, I can't embarrass the Han Celestial Empire, and I won't stop if I don't send all the pirate fleets that have been bullying our Sun Never Set Alliance into the sea for burial! ”

While he was talking, another wave of more than 30 air force planes, loaded with aerial bombs, roared over the fleet.

In the afternoon, the small fleet departing from aircraft carriers had already arrived on the northern coastline of Europe, and by plane, a large number of officers rushed to the army units gathered in the area.

The coastal strip of the Iberian Peninsula, full of all kinds of military personnel and supplies, also fluttering the flags of countless Eastern Alliance Corps, several army units landing and advancing from West Asia and Sicily, have advanced the battle line to the western end of the Alps, the most elite of which is the southern route, which is composed of the headquarters army of the Han Celestial Empire, known as the Eagle Army, and the commander himself is bringing officers to welcome the consul.

"Welcome Archon!" The marching band played in unison.

The consul, who came from the front line of the naval battle, cordially shook the hand of the corps commander: "Old general, are you sure?" ”

"Yes! Absolutely, we have an artillery column trained by the hands of the Archon, with a range and power far superior to the Sunset Alliance, and even without the use of planes and airships, we can repeat the previous victory again! The old general was short in stature, with a lovely smile, and a pair of slender eyes flashing with a cunning and fierce light.

"Left Legion Commander?"

"Zong Tang is here!" The old general stood upright.

"The navy has won a complete victory, we no longer have to worry about the enemy attack on the flank sea, you can lead your own troops and go straight to Gaul!"

"Yes!"

As he was talking, a plane landed on the airstrip, and several officers walked down and hurried to the corps commander Zuo Zongtang, but the appearance of the consul made them report in surprise: "Li Xiucheng, deputy commander of the lowly middle lane army and first-class general of the army, reports to the consul!" ”

The consul smiled and looked at the diplomat Li Hongzhang beside him, "Lao Li, your Li family is full of talents!" ”

Li Hongzhang smiled: "Yes, yes, twenty years of fighting and bleeding, twenty years later, hand in hand." ”

Briefly and concisely inquired about the situation of the various armies in the middle route, with the main army of the Han Celestial Dynasty as the core, mixed with a large number of Eastern Alliance armies in the middle of the road, the situation was more complicated, so the consul gave clear instructions, and then emphasized: "The air force immediately went to reinforce it, please rest assured that your commander-in-chief Zeng Guoquan will launch it immediately in accordance with the battle deployment agreed in advance!" ”

At 4:20 p.m., the Eastern Alliance Corps, which was lying on a front of thousands of kilometers, launched a fierce attack. Planes roared and circled, light armored vehicles went on a rampage, and fierce rocket artillery bombarded the opposing Imperial Alliance Army with dense saturation, and then a tidal wave of infantry spread over, following the pace of fire clearance, and occupied the position.

The consul of the Han Celestial Empire observed the battlefield with a telescope, and he, riding in a light armored vehicle, was heavily protected. "It's boring, that's the end of it?" He smiled wryly and lonely.

"Your Excellency, we can advance on the march to the Lorraine Basin. I estimate that in half a month, our troops will advance to the English Channel! ”

"Don't call me Archon, call me Luoyang! In front of you, I am a junior! Old General Zuo! ”

Zuo Zongtang, the famous general of the Han Heavenly Dynasty, looked at this consul with reverence and said stubbornly: "No, consul!" I can't hide my respect for you! ”

"Hahaha!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Marshal Hill Qiong, the army commander of the Sun Never Sets Alliance, looked at the defense area like a sea of fire, looked depressed, and muttered in a low voice: "I knew it would be like this, I knew it would be like this, because we were not facing ordinary Orientals, but Napoleon of the East, a guy who developed artillery equipment and technology to the extreme!" ”

"Yes! I have no regrets, losing to such an opponent, it is inevitable! The deputy commander, the marshal from the Americas, the former federal president Grant, habitually pulled the lid of the gin: "This is a god of war, a god of artillery war." Those of us politicians who have had enough to eat should not have any illusions about bargaining for anything from the hands of this eastern god of war. I only wish I could enjoy the wine before I was captured. With that, he cried.

Within one day, the soul of supervising the joint operations of the Eastern Alliance's navy, land and air force was Luo Yang, the consul of the Han Celestial Dynasty, a legendary figure who was about to sweep through the empire with his heroic and warlike legion, and would also stand on the top of the world.

Looking at the disintegrating enemy camp, Luo Yang pursed his thick lips and showed a knowing smile: "This day, I've waited too long!" ”

In the smoke of gunpowder, his gaze penetrated through the forest, and it seemed that he had just returned to the time when he had just crossed into this world.