Today's four watches, the first one.

The beginning of the world war in history began with the assassination of Sarajevo, but this time the war in Egypt became a prelude to another timeline and another world war.

The Tuileries was ready to tear up the face of the British, whose first step was to seize the overseas colonies and secure their overseas interests.

Anyway, almost all countries now have some degree of hostility towards the British, and Napoleon took advantage of this hostility to kick London out of the war.

Egypt is at the forefront of the conflict.

Although Gladstone was full of tricks, when it came to the fundamental interests of Britain, he still showed the tough attitude that a country should have.

For example, he is very confident in the strength of the British fleet.

Arabi was right about one thing, and that was that the strength of the British fleet was surprisingly strong.

For Britain, which had a large number of ironclad ships, battleships, and cruisers, the Egyptian army, which had no decent coastal defense forces, was a herd of lambs to the slaughter, and the port of Pressure Mountain was nothing more than a delicious cake in the eyes of the British army.

The British fleet consisted of 8 armored ships, 5 gunboats and 1 destroyer. Equipped with 69 large-caliber naval guns, 88 small and medium-caliber naval guns, and 70 Mitrayoz guns, placed on the Mediterranean coast, no colony could withstand such a toss.

This time, the commander-in-chief of the army, Garnet Joseph Wolseley, stood at the broadside, looking at the approaching port of Pressure Mountain, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

They would easily tear through the Egyptian defenses and drive straight in, turning the rebellious colonies into bloody battlefields.

The battleship cut through the waves of the Mediterranean Sea and approached their destination, and Wolseley could even imagine the look of horror on Arabi's face.

Even he himself felt that such a formation to attack Egypt was a completely crushing situation.

The great, invincible British fleet, having finally reappeared in front of the world after the defeat of the last Boer War, wanted to tell the imminent opponent that the British fleet was still of the world's first-class standard, and would not give up defending its world hegemony because of the combined attack of the two countries.

Wolsley smiled and said, "It seems that our offensive is going very well, although the French and Germans pay lip service to the rhetoric, but in fact they are afraid of our strength and dare not do it, and then as long as we get rid of the Egyptians, we will be able to consolidate our strength in the Mediterranean." ”

The moist Mediterranean breeze whipped against Wolseley's face, and there was not the slightest concern in his expression. Although he was a member of the British Army, he still stood high on the deck of the main ship.

Because Prime Minister Gladstone attached great importance to this operation, the Navy still showed great cooperation. When the port of Alexandria appeared in front of them, the fleet aimed all the large-caliber naval guns at the port without heavy handles.

The Egyptian army deployed here was very weak, with a garrison of less than 8,000 men, and the armament was rudimentary, with only some simple fortifications, which could not stop the British attack of 25,000 men.

With an order from the Navy, the shelling of the detachment began. The large-caliber naval guns on the battleship launched a cathartic attack on the powerless harbor.

Rumble.

There was a slight vibration even on the soles of his feet, and Wolseley could feel the roar carrying the pride of Great Britain.

Announce your arrival to everyone.

The giants of war, they are the pride and glory of the age of steam.

Gunpowder and caliber, supporting the glory of the entire empire.

Explosions, fires, and roars make up a symphony of acts. The shells cut an arc through the sky and smashed down to the ground, the Egyptian soldiers were looking for cover to hide from the falling artillery fire, while the British calmly destroyed everything with large-caliber shells.

Not only the toss of large-caliber naval guns, but also the Mithrayoz guns began to turn. Strafing the ships moored in the harbor, bullets pierced the deck and side of the ship, leaving a dense bullet hole on one side, and the soldiers who had built simple fortifications in the harbor were turned into burning shells by the sudden artillery fire.

No one could stop the advance of the British Empire.

Wolseley watched all this with great satisfaction, he wanted to vent all his anger at the previous defeat, he wanted to make every country remember one thing, and he kept his fear of London.

It was also a disguised telling the French that as long as the British army still existed, they would not let the French plot succeed.

While admiring the British gift to Egypt, Wolseley waved his hand and instructed those behind him, "Get ready to log in and fight, it's time for them to know how powerful Great Britain is." ”

Alexandria's former tranquility was shattered and replaced by war.

The Egyptians finally knew what a stupid thing it was for them to rebel against the colonial empire, against Great Britain.

In the aftermath of the war, Alexandria Harbor was in shambles, with once neat buildings now in crumbling ruins, buried civilians and maimed soldiers bewitched by artillery fire, their cries of anguish and their voices echoing throughout the city.

The reserves hurried to the front, ready to re-establish the broken line, and a new one.

They had just gone through hell, but they didn't know that hell had just begun.

When the smoke cleared, the Egyptian soldiers struggling to get up from the ruins saw the dusty harbor, and a large group of red appeared in the face, and the oppressive camp was reminiscent of the heroic gods of war on a par with Napoleon's cavalry in the nineteenth century.

That touch of scarlet represents the glory and splendor of Great Britain. Reflected in the pupils of Egyptian soldiers, it became a red nightmare that was constantly expanding.

With neat steps and costumes, they were setting foot on the territory of the pharaohs.

Although they experienced two dismal colonial wars, they did not shake their strength in the slightest. The guns were still able to tear through their army's defenses with ease, and they simply and brutally set foot on Egyptian soil.

The bayonet had been inserted, the bullet had been pushed into the chamber, and at first the sound of gunfire had turned into a dense roar.

There was also the roar of machine guns, which opened the prelude to the war.

Great Britain is advancing.

The artillery fire did not stop, and the shells near the harbor still whizzed by, falling on the densely populated towns, sweeping everything and crushing everything. The reinforcements were desperately pinned down in the rear, and there was no chance to get close to the port, and the last few men left in the port could not stop the British at all.

The infantry was only a prelude, and there were cavalry in full gear, ready to crush the last line of the Egyptians.

Once again, the civilization nurtured by the Nile River is under threat from invaders.

The army of the empire came.

(Sorry for yesterday Kavin, because I really don't know how to describe the way the army fought at sea in the 19th century)