London - A time has finally arrived that this historic city will never be forgotten.

The former "Empire of Sun Never Set" never thought that its own territory, or even its capital, would face such a war. Even in World War II, London was only bombarded by the Germans.

But what is this time? This time is an all-round attack.

On October 17, 1966, the "London Decisive Battle" finally broke out!

Countless planes, countless tanks, and countless cannons launched a life-and-death showdown in London. Among them, those who participated in this war and who survived by chance will never forget the horror of this war, and they will never forget what they have experienced.

The trembling earth can prove it, and the smoke-filled sky can prove it.

The two sides had a decisive battle from the beginning, with hundreds of thousands of people gathering on a small battlefield, fighting like crazy with hundreds of thousands of wild beasts. London was crying, and Britain was crying.

But tears cannot bring victory. The real victory is exchanged for steel. Those bombs and missiles are the main themes on this battlefield. Those soldiers who have long forgotten their deaths are the decisive factors in this decisive battle.

On the afternoon of October 17, the commander-in-chief of the Axis ** "New Sea Lion Project", Erwin Rommel, an outstanding military genius of the German Empire, personally arrived at the front line to command the decisive battle.

For Rommel, the genius of the empire, he had never thought that he would appear in London one day and direct the attack on this historical city. But all this appeared in front of him now.

Nothing is more exciting than this.

The soldiers strangled together and the battlefield was full of war. In Rommel's eyes, it looked so spectacular. He thanked the magical God for allowing himself to participate in three world wars in a row. Moreover, these three wars were more magnificent than the other. Even if he died now, Rommel felt that he had no regrets.

However, now he must abandon such excitement and let himself devote himself to this war.

For victory - the victory of the Axis powers - the victory of the German Empire!

The cruelest battle tests the patience and determination of the commanders on both sides, and the bloody battlefield tests the spirit and will of the soldiers on both sides. The battle has reached this point. The advantage of weapons and military strength has become secondary. Too many factors will determine the final result of the war.

The disadvantage for the Allies was that at this time, London had become an isolated city, and all the reinforcements were involved in the road. What made them most trouble and even fear was that they had to face the threat from the city itself.

The ubiquitous underground resistance organizations, the British who were preparing for an uprising anytime and anywhere, tortured the Fenton government and the Americans' already extremely fragile nerves.

At this moment, London seemed to have become a huge powder barrel. No one knew when this powder barrel would explode. Just like in Coventry, the great uprising broke out suddenly, and it was so fierce that it was irresistible. So what about London?

A Mars only needs one Mars. And this Mars came so quickly that it completely exceeded the imagination of the Fenton government and the Americans.

October 17, 1966 at 19:00.

The fierce battle just ended, and the Axis Air Force did not appear over London, and even the artillery of the Axis powers stopped bombarding. The originally noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it even made people a little overwhelmed.

"Her Majesty the Queen, you can start your speech." Adolf Hitler, the head of the German Empire, said with a smile.

"Can everyone in London really hear it?" To be honest, Elizabeth II still doesn't believe that his speech can be heard in London.

"This is what Baron Alexson said in person." Hitler smiled on his face: "I think all the Baron's promises have been fulfilled."

Elizabeth II also had a smile on his face. Yes, what else could he not do with that magical baron?

Elizabeth II took out the speech he had prepared long ago...

......

An extremely magical scene in the history of war was once again staged in London. At 19:00 on the night of October 17, 1966, the voice of Elizabeth II, the Queen of the British Empire, was heard at the same time from all Londoners' TVs, radios, and even the tweeters on the streets:

"Friends in England, now, what you hear is my voice, Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor. The final battle has broken out, and in our capital, when I was driven out of this land by those traitors, I knew I would definitely come back, but I did not expect the day to come so quickly... My subjects, those traitors fooled my subjects with the banner of so-called democracy and freedom, but I believe you can make a real choice...

...Democracy and freedom have always been in your own hands. We never need anyone to tell us what we need and what path we should take in a forced way. This is dictatorship, the real dictatorship. And the man who proclaimed himself President of England is becoming a criminal who put England in a terrible war. It is the time to end it all, right now, right now! We must let freedom and glory shine on the land of England again..."

"Damn it, damn it, what's going on!" Fenton screamed in a furious voice, his anger made him look so terrible.

It is completely hard to believe why the strictly controlled TV stations and radio stations broadcast Elizabeth II's speech at the same time? Such a voice would be very deadly for the defense of London.

"We don't know what's wrong," the Minister of Communications replied, wiping his head full of sweat.

It was so strange. TV stations and radio stations have been closely controlled, but where did such a damn sound come from and in what way?

"I don't think you can blame him." Prime Minister Wilkins sighed: "This reminds me of the same thing that happened in Germany and in France. Once such a sound sounds, it is impossible to stop with perfect power."

Fenton seemed very dissatisfied with the answer: "His Excellency Prime Minister, what I need is a reasonable explanation."

Prime Minister Wilkins was silent for a moment: "If you have to make a reasonable explanation, then I think there is only one thing, he is here."

"Who, who is here?" Fenton didn't understand at all.

Prime Minister Wilkins suddenly had fear on his face, and he said in a trembling voice: "Enster Alexander von Breme."

Everyone became quiet in an instant...

Ernst Alexand von Breme - Baron of Skeleton!

He is here-the Baron is here!

This baron, who is invincible in the wheel of history, has never experienced a failed legend on this battlefield - here it comes!

Although the people here knew that they would face the baron sooner or later, they did not expect that it would be in this way. The already desperate mood became even more desperate at this moment. Even though there was no sound of cannons or bombing now, the British here seemed to see the entire London burning.

He - here it comes!

"We must let freedom and glory shine on the land of England again..." Elizabeth II's voice was still spreading: "First faith, a spirit that will never be erased, these have never disappeared in the hearts of all Englishmen. Now, we are not fighting for a certain regime, we are fighting for ourselves. This will be the last battle on the land of England. This will be the last battle to bring England back to freedom and glory. Everyone-I

I hope that every one of you will understand this. I, Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor, command you in the name of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and other territorial and territorial queens, heads of the Commonwealth, defenders of the State Church - fight, for our great England! Men, women, old men, children, every Englishman who can take up arms. Fight! I am with you, freedom and glory are with you!"

"Long live the Queen! Long live England!"

In Sir Monlington's manor, after hearing this, Sir Monlington Grisrow finally could no longer control his excitement.

"Long live the Queen! Long live England!" said everyone around him.

"I have been waiting for the final arrival of this day..." Duke Stephen also became very excited: "And I know this day will come. Nothing can stop our determination, no! Gentlemen, the order of Her Majesty the Queen has been issued. Now let us create our glory! Baron Alexander, where are you? Are you joining us?"

Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "I have joined you from the beginning. Gentlemen, there is no power to stop the arrival of victory. I wish England, God's will, and victory that is held tightly by us!"

Duke Stephen nodded to Sir Monlington, and the Jazz stood up, his eyes swept across the faces of the leaders of the underground resistance organization, and said in a firm voice:

"I announce that the Great Rebellion in London has begun!"

On the night of October 17, 1966, 20::00. An hour after Elizabeth II spoke, the Great Rebellion broke out!

All the underground resistance groups participated in this great uprising, appearing on the streets and shooting at their enemies. They appeared in London, establishing fortifications, and letting the gunshots ring in London again.

Just like them, Her Majesty's speech also cheered the hearts of every Londoner, and many of them joined the ranks of the great uprising without hesitation...

For victory - for the victory they have long been looking forward to!

Now, the Allies are completely in chaos. They considered the uncertainty in London, but did not expect that this uncertainty actually broke out so quickly.

Thousands of British people turned London into a huge battlefield. Countless followers of Her Majesty the Queen devoted themselves to the attack with their enthusiasm.

Long live – Queen! Long live – Free England!

The sound of gunfire shocked the Fenton government, and the officials felt as if they were sitting in a fire pit. The raging fire was about to completely swallow them all...

Fenton sat there silently, not knowing what to say or what order to give. The only thing he could do now was perhaps waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Prime Minister Wilkins and Minister Kapanon also couldn't say anything. They knew that the end of the world had arrived and that everything that happened before them was completely out of their control...

"Suppression must be suppressed immediately!" Finally, Fenton raised his head, his eyes were blank and desperate, but he was also murderous: "I will not allow those mobs to succeed so easily. No, never! Order the police and the army to suppress them in full!"

"Sir President, this will put us on the charge of butcher." Prime Minister Wilkins said cautiously.

"Butcher?" Fenton laughed coldly: "We have already been under the reputation of the butcher. Mr. Prime Minister. Do you think Elizabeth will let us go after she re-sits on her throne? Do you think it's safe for us to go to the United States? No. Maybe our hardships have just begun. President William is being impeached and he will step down anytime and anywhere. Once the truce is in place, we may be betrayed as part of the terms of peace talks!"

Prime Minister Wilkins nodded silently, and he fully understood what Fenton was talking about.

There are no eternal allies in this world, only eternal interests. When they go into exile to the United States, their destiny is no longer in their own hands. They must wait with fear. When President William steps down, every share and every second they may be betrayed by the new US government.

Their fate has been firmly tied to the city of London...

"Then. Just do what you said."

Prime Minister Wilkins sighed deeply after saying this... They will definitely become sinners in English history...

......

The great uprising broke out in England, and Wang Weiyi watched the good show directed by himself. Although he had done this many times, he still couldn't help laughing. In what way will this war break out in London end?

"What are you thinking, Lord Marshal?" Prous asked cautiously.

"This is a beautiful and long-standing city, right?" Wang Weiyi's face still had a faint smile: "London has a history of about two thousand years. Its earliest origin has no definite record in history. Many people believe that London was founded by the Romans. However, archaeological research shows that before the Romans arrived in this place, there were traces of human farming, living, burying the dead and other activities. By the first century AD, the Romans were under the leadership of Emperor Claudi

In 43 AD, they conquered this place that later became Britain. They built a settlement on the banks of the Thames, named Rendynume. Later, the Romans built the city walls here and gradually established a large city in the area surrounded by the walls. Although Rendynume seemed to be a Latin name, some scholars believe that this word originated from the language used by the Celtics who originally lived in this place, and it may mean a wilderness or a place where rivers flow."

Speaking of this, he pointed out outside: "After more than two thousand years of development, this place is no longer a wilderness. It was once the birthplace of the Industrial Revolution, the heart of a huge political, economic and military empire, and it was once the pride of countless British people. Perhaps the British never thought that this place would become like this one day. Prous, have you ever thought about it?"

"I thought of it." Prous's answer was somewhat unexpected: "I participated in World War II. When I heard the news of your return, I told myself that we will definitely win the war and that we will definitely enter Paris, London, and Moscow. However, the time I entered London was many years later than I expected."

"Yes, it's indeed a little late, but it's not too late." Wang Weiyi exhaled softly: "Prous, when the war is over, the situation in Europe will undergo major changes. With the power of a Germany, we are not enough to compete with the behemoth of the United States, but the whole Europe is completely different. The power of our united forces will make the United States tremble. Many times I keep asking myself what peace is? Only balanced forces can bring peace."

Prous didn't understand very well, but he firmly believed that since the Baron said this, he would definitely be able to do it.

Fierce gunfire and explosions came from outside. Prous quietly looked at the Baron, and he found that the Baron was not afraid at all. It seemed as if he was completely immune to these things. Prous felt that he was full of pride in his heart at this moment. With such a baron in Germany, what miracles could not be created?

A unified Europe led by Germany? Prous found it very interesting. Why can the Baron always think of these things that others cannot think of? What Prous didn't know was that Wang Weiyi had been thinking about it for too long for this.
Chapter completed!