The days that followed were more leisurely.

Yang Ye and his father treated Zhao Wushuang as a life-saving benefactor, and naturally they tried to get a way to get a living reward every day and let him have a full meal.

The little maid in the family was not so afraid of him, and sometimes even peeked from the side when he was devouring live chickens and ducks. He also knew that this little girl's name was Zisu, which Yang Ye bought for his family's savings to take care of his father.

Zao Wou-shuang's favorite thing to do was to lazily perch on the beams or pillars of the hall. Yang Ye's old father was very happy, saying that this is a dragon panzhu, a good omen, and the Yang family has a sign of prosperity!

It is not clear whether the Yang family will prosper, but the disaster of the Qing Dynasty is coming......

The year has come to 1840. In January of this year, Lin Zexu, according to the order of Emperor Daoguang, announced the official closure of Hong Kong and the permanent severance of trade with Britain. On 8 January, the captain of the British HMS Volais announced that from 15 January, the port of Guangzhou and the mouth of the Pearl River would be blocked......

2 April 1840, evening, London. Westminster Abbey, the British Houses of Parliament.

Although it is not early, the entire Parliament building is still brightly lit, and the members of the upper and lower houses are lined up and engaged in heated debates. At this time, the noble councillors were like vendors in the vegetable market, some of their faces were flushed, and some of them were grinning and wanted to beat people.

"Henry, you're not right at all! The so-called Qing Empire is simply a papier-mâché tiger that will fall apart as long as the wind blows gently. A hook-nosed senator with silver-white hair and a gloomy face said coldly.

"Yes, yes, such an insult to my British Empire, we must take revenge." Another Senator chimed in.

But the members of the House of Commons on the opposite side were not to be outdone, and retorted one after another, saying that the hundred-legged insects of the Qing Empire were dead but not stiff. Although it is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, it has a strong heritage and deterrence after all. But of course, there are also different voices within the House of Lords and the House of Commons, in short, there are endless quarrels.

In front of the central part of the group of councillors was the throne, which was made of single marble and inlaid with countless ornate gems. A woman with a delicate countenance, but with a somewhat masculine demeanor, was sitting on this tall, cold throne with a scepter in her hand, a silver crown on her head, and a gorgeous coat, looking indifferently at the arguing councillors.

She is Alexandrina Victoria, the queen of a vast empire!

"Enough!"

The queen spoke, not loud but penetrating. As if blessed by magic, it reverberated throughout the Capitol. The councillors fell silent at once, and they all turned to look at their queen.

Queen Victoria propped up her scepter on the ground and slowly stood up, the crystal lamp above her head casting her shadow on the smooth ground like some kind of eerie demon shadow.

"The glory of the British Empire brooks no desecration. Since the Qing Empire looks down on us so much, let's let them taste it. This time it is not in the name of war, but ...... Revenge! Let Yilu mobilize a fleet from India and go to Guangzhou. It's all gone. With that, Queen Victoria turned and left, leaving the parliamentarians looking at each other.

It stands to reason that in a constitutional monarchy like the United Kingdom, the power of the king is greatly diminished. Parliament holds the vast majority of power. However, it seems that Victoria has the same authority as the emperor of the East. Could it be that it was because of the arrival of Zao Wushuang that triggered the butterfly effect, and even changed these historical details?

In any case, with Victoria's orders, the troops that should have been in the eastern colonies began to be mobilized rapidly......

One day at noon, Zhao Wushuang was lazily lying in the backyard of the Yang family, stretching his body and basking in the sun, while feeling the power fluctuations of the magical scales at seven inches. During the year, Zhao Wushuang would go to the Dragon King Temple in the suburbs every night to eat, and occasionally accept the worship of believers to obtain the mysterious spiritual belief power. This made the strength in his body increase a lot, and the skill "God Slayer Poison Arrow", which was a bit more temperamental, was also more proficient.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion coming from the hall, as if someone had rushed through the door, shouting loudly.

"What the hell? Go over and take a look. ”

He thought to himself, and his body, which was already four meters long, slowly moved, and crawled from the backyard into the hall. As soon as he entered, he heard Yang Ye's voice: "Dad! The devil hit the port of Guangzhou, and the sailor ordered all the staff to gather to meet the battle. I'm going to go to the barracks right away. ”

What the?! Going to war?

Zhao Wushuang was startled at first, and then immediately reacted. After calculating the time silently in his heart, he suddenly set off a stormy wave.

"It's ...... Opium war! The Opium War broke out anyway. History is moving in his tracks. No, I said, since I'm in this era. I will never allow another hundred years of humiliation in China, and I will also participate in the war! Zhao Wushuang had many thoughts in his heart at once, and immediately raised his triangular head.

Yang Ye was worried that his father would not allow him to participate in the battle of the Sailor Battalion - because he was the only son in the family, it was reasonable to think that he could find a way to avoid participating in the war. But the enthusiasm of protecting his family and defending the country in his heart, the desire to make achievements and his disgust for the ghosts made him desperately want to participate in the war.

As soon as he saw Zhao Wushuang like this, he said to his father: "Dad, look, even the snake brothers are eager to try and want to protect their family and defend the country." I'm a seven-foot man, so naturally I'm going to go to war! ”

Zhao Wushuang felt that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by: "It's really a dog." If you want to go to war yourself, why are you involved with me? Although I do want to go. As he thought, he raised his tail and gently whipped him on the ass.

I didn't expect this guy to be even more uplifting: "Dad, look! Brother Snake is urging me to hurry. I'm going to the barracks, and Shiso will take good care of you. After speaking, he looked at the little girl and Zhao Wushuang next to him, turned around and left.

"Alas, this kid is really angry with me. How many years has the imperial army not fought? Those grandsons, in addition to oppressing the people, how dare they have a hard time with the devils. This is to die. Yang Ye's father let out a long sigh, his eyes a little moist.

Zhao Wushuang looked at Yang Ye's distant back, thinking that this kid was still a little bloody. I'll have to help him, anyway, I'll be able to detect his direction through the snake's special way, and wait until the evening to go to his camp and secretly participate in the battle.

The thought that he would personally experience the Opium War made Zao Wuse's blood gush with his blood. "In any case, at least a few dozen Brits will have to be bitten to death!" He thought to himself.