Ottoman Empire.
Hamid frowned slightly and looked at the map of Europe. He had been paying attention to the trends since the war broke out in Europe.
He knew that Long Yan led an army of one million to participate in the war sweeping Europe, but as the person who admired Liu Zheng the most, Hamid did not immediately follow Liu Zheng's footsteps and participate in the war.
Instead, he fell silent and observed the movement.
"Tsarist Russia has announced its participation in the war, brother, we can't wait any longer."
The person standing next to Hamid and speaking was his sister, Alyssa.
"Yes." Hamid nodded. The reason why he did not participate in the war was to prevent Tsarist Russia, a trapped beast, from showing its fangs at a critical moment.
Retake the seaport and continue to expand outward.
If Tsarist Russia succeeds, then Hamid will have failed to live up to the expectations of his chief assistant Liu Zheng.
"We declare war and we must not let the ferocious beast of Tsarist Russia break out of its cage!"
With one order, the Ottoman Empire was still an autocratic monarchy.
So Hamid's order was quickly implemented.
But the Ottoman Empire has shown signs of weakness. If it does not reform, Osmo is destined to disappear in the long history.
"I don't know if he has come..."
Alyssa thought of the rich and handsome man in her mind, and the emotion of lovesickness couldn't help but surge up.
Hamid sighed, knowing who his sister was talking about.
Jiang Xuan.
I want my sister to have a distinguished status in the Ottomans, and there are countless people pursuing her, but I sincerely love a Longyan person.
"Don't think about it. Long Yan has a saying that we will meet each other if we are destined."
Alyssa nodded obediently, holding her chin and looking at the starry sky, not knowing what she was thinking in her beautiful eyes.
On the other side, in the unknown wilderness, a cold wind blew.
"Ah sneeze!"
Jiang Xuan suddenly sniffed, wondering how a general like himself could let a small breeze catch a cold.
This is unreasonable.
Nashadir heard the sound and came closer.
"What's wrong with you? The majestic General Jiang Xuan was actually blown by a gust of wind and sneezed."
"I heard that you Long Yan has an old saying, a sneeze means someone is thinking."
"Is Jiang Xuan that woman missing you?"
Jiang Xuan ignored him, but Nashadir did speak to his heart.
There was someone he really missed recently, the Ottoman princess, Alisa.
It's just that I still have a woman in Longyan, and I don't dare to let Alyssa down anymore.
Nashadir smiled and said nothing, but looked at the horizon and gradually revealed the white color of fish belly. They had been marching all night.
Through the dim light, they could see their destination in front of them, and Nashadir narrowed his eyes.
In the melee in Europe, this is his chance to expand his territory. There are French colonies in front of him. What if he doesn't support him?
…
On the European battlefield, wars are happening frequently at this moment.
Britain and the Franco-Austrian Alliance competed for who was the maritime hegemon, and the war even extended to their own colonies. Whether it was Egypt, the Americas, or India, wars of various sizes broke out.
In the core of the European continent, Frederick II was still leading his soldiers to support themselves in the fragmented Prussian land.
Waiting for Long Yan’s support.
Teresa was in Vienna, ridiculing Frederick II as the shit-troublemaker of Europe, and Liu Zheng as another shit-trouble.
Two shit-stirring sticks can't even think of subverting Europe, subverting Austria's identity as the successor to the Holy Roman Empire, subverting the bishops, and allowing those evil pagans to occupy Europe!
A war broke out that almost spread across the world.
As the protagonist of this war, Liu Zheng seemed to be aloof from the incident, and he took Xie Chan leisurely to Vienna, the capital of Austria.
Although Austria was at war, the capital, Vienna, remained peaceful.
European nobles still eat and drink here as they should.
"This dress looks so weird." Xie Chan looked at herself as only a European noble could afford to wear a long skirt.
This lace, the way it looks, and the wide hem of the skirt below, look strange to a Longyan person.
In her eyes, Liu Zheng was dressed even more strangely, wearing a wool plaid sweater, putty pants, a white shirt underneath, and something called a tie.
Wearing a high hat on her head, it feels like it will fall off as soon as she lowers her head. She wears gold-rimmed lenses for her eyes, but only on one side. Xie Chan knows this is called glasses.
But why do you have to hold a cane in your hand?
"It's not like you have bad eyesight and weak legs and feet. What does it mean to be leaning on such a crutch?" Xie Chan couldn't help complaining.
Liu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained to her that the European aristocrats, that is, the rich, all dressed like this.
This cane is also a status symbol.
Xie Chan was speechless. She wondered if there was something wrong with the Europeans' brains. The nobles had to behave like old people in their seventies or eighties who couldn't walk.
Forget it, just do as the Romans do.
Liu Zheng looked at the buildings in Vienna, which were really artistic. It seemed that some artists had been born in this era.
If given the chance, Liu Zheng would also like to experience some classical music played live by those artists, how beautiful it is.
"Hey, what kind of store is that? Let's go and have a look." Xie Chan is like a curious baby. When looking at curious things, she always drags Liu Zheng to go shopping.
At this moment, Liu Zheng had a feeling that women of any era were irresistible to shopping.
Liu Zheng looked at the store, his eyes lit up, and an idea came to his mind instantly.
coffee?
This thing has been popular in Europe for a while, especially in Vienna.
I don’t know if the coffee of this era tastes good or not. Liu Zheng shuddered when he recalled the simple taste of coffee in his impression.
But he couldn't resist Xie Chan, so he had no choice but to accompany Xie Chan into the coffee shop.
"Hello, what do you two need?"
The store manager saw that the two customers did not have the faces of Long Yanren and ignored them.
Long Yan still has a high status in the world, and he is respected even in the hostile country Austria.
"Two cups of coffee."
Liu Zheng and Xie Chan found a seat to sit down, and suddenly heard music playing in the coffee shop.
Although it was the first time she heard the special tone and melody, Xie Chan was intoxicated: "What is this? It's very different from the music I heard in Long Yan."
Xie Chan looked in the direction where the music was playing, but she looked confused.
Some people were playing those exaggeratedly shaped musical instruments, while others were holding a silver tripod and banging on them.
Among them, what stood out to Xie Chan the most was a young man holding an instrument similar to Longyan Erhu in his hand, leaning on his shoulder and pulling the strings to produce a heavenly sound.
"What is this? Why is it different from Long Yan's Erhu?"
Liu Zheng turned his head and looked over. European music had not yet been introduced to Long Yan, so Xie Chan didn't know what was normal.
"This is a violin."
Liu Zheng looked at the young man playing the violin, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
