I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 237 If it doesn’t work once, then twice
Originally, the end of the 18th century was the best time for Britain in this century.

Prime Minister William Pitt Jr. was single-handedly selected by King George III. The two of them cherished each other and cooperated tacitly. The former managed the affairs of the country in an orderly manner, so that the latter did not have to worry about it and could comfortably play with his botany.

Except for losing the American Revolutionary War, it had no other external defeats; internally, it vigorously developed industry and commerce, making the country more and more prosperous.

It happened that at this time, a little squire brought the evil god of his family into the city to challenge the majesty of God and promote the evil cult!
As we all know, the key to religious struggles is not belief, but interest. Otherwise, Prime Minister William Jr. would not have united with Irish Catholics in the future in order to dilute the power in the hands of the Protestant landowners.

Bi Luoju stepped on this red line repeatedly, sometimes she was the Eastern Dragon, sometimes she was a golden speedster, sometimes she was the patron saint of her family, and the sky was the same, how could she bear it?
Even if the king, who is the leader of the Protestant Church, can tolerate it, the upper-class nobles cannot tolerate it!
The British aristocrats were very experienced in religious struggles.

Once, because the current king was a Catholic and threatened the interests of this group of Protestant nobles, a coup was launched.

There was no parliament to depose the monarch, but it illegally deposed the Catholic monarch. And a law was given - the king must be a Protestant.

The so-called "dynasty with flowing water, a family with thousands of years history" cannot be like this at all times and in all over the world.

For their own benefit, the British Protestant aristocrats could even accept foreigners as their mascot monarchs, such as George I, who could not even speak English.

As one of the only two large cities in Europe that coexisted with Paris in the 18th century, London's environment is of course completely different from the small town where Irving lived.

The Protestants in the town of Ifra did not have enough firepower and did not dare to point the finger at Owen, who was protected by the gods. They could only attack Anderson, who was sculpting the Eastern Dragon.

Because they were concerned about Fukuoka Villa, even under the bloody code, they did not sentence the heretic Anderson to death, just exile.

But the princes and nobles in London are obviously different. They have the fastest machines, the best weapons, and the strongest firepower in the world. Even foreigners dare to fight with their swords.

Xia Qingdai controlled the drone and finally came to the sky above Biluoju.

She did not lower the drone rashly, but chose to hover the drone over Biluoju to observe the situation clearly before making a decision.

Soon, Xia Qingdai saw the security team surrounding her Biluoju with their heads poking around.

Having just blasted the mountain with a blaster, it had already buried countless villains, and the anger in Xia Qingdai's heart subsided slightly. Now she can calmly be polite before fighting - the main thing is that Biluoju is her territory, and even if she wants to hammer her, she can't hammer her own!
If a battle cannot be avoided, then Xia Qingdai will turn around and attack the Palace of Westminster (House of Parliament), Buckingham Palace, and the current royal palace, St. James's Palace!
Force them to stop. If they don't stop, the whole of London will be destroyed. She starts infrastructure construction again.

In another time and space, the Eight-Power Allied Forces burned down the Old Summer Palace in China, and Xia Qingdai went to attack Buckingham Palace without any psychological burden.

Xia Qingdai opened the drone app on her phone, recorded her own voice, and then played it back.

This should solve her dilemma of being unable to talk directly to villains in her giant state.

She just played the voice message twice asking everyone to come out and surrender, but there was no reaction from the people below.

Owen said: "My goddess, they can't hear you. Let me go down and have a look."

Xia Qingdai pondered for a moment and said fiercely: "No, let's turn around and go attack the Palace of Westminster!"

Under the constitutional monarchy of the 18th century, almost all major national decisions came from here.

Nowhere is the hammer as effective as here!
Since you can't reason out loud, just go to physics.

When Owen heard that he was going to smash the Palace of Westminster, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the giant face in the clouds for a while, and he felt that it was becoming more and more cold and sacred.

He once heard a missionary from the East say: "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs." This means that in the eyes of God, all things are equal, and God will not interfere with success or failure, right or wrong.

After Xia Qingdai said this, she turned the drone and continued to let Owen show the way to the sky above the Palace of Westminster.

Although she could overlook the land, her view was limited and not as wide as Owen's. Moreover, she has a bit of a road bug. She can distinguish buildings from the ground on the ground, but she is very blind in the air. It is difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south.

Fortunately, she had her best partner Owen, who was scanning the map and guiding her along the way.

After flying for only ten minutes, the drone arrived over the Palace of Westminster on the banks of the Thames River.

Little William happened to be riding a carriage to the palace to meet the king at this time. He was not in the palace, but this did not affect Xia Qingdai's actions.

Without saying a word, she raised the hammer and struck it down.

Unexpectedly, the house here was harder to smash than she thought, as if it was protected by an invisible golden light.

She can knock down a hillside with one hammer, but she can only knock down a few tiles and stones here, so the destructive power is much smaller.

No way!
Is there really a so-called destiny and feng shui in a country's decision-making place?

In this case, turn around and go to Buckingham Palace!

The correct name there now is Buckingham House, which has not yet been expanded into a palace. It's just that the mansion that George III gave to his wife is not a palace with political significance.

It was not until the time of Queen Victoria that Buckingham Palace was officially regarded as a royal palace.

As the strongest assistant, Owen immediately stretched his arm out of the car window to guide the way.

Only this time he reached out, and the drone jerked violently. The stuffed dragon tied underneath was conspicuous, and it was hit by artillery from the turrets surrounding the palace and burned.

Xia Qingdai took a breath, picked up the stainless steel washbasin without thinking, and patted the spot where the fire started, but she was able to put it out.

Then she immediately turned on the high-pressure water gun and sprayed it underneath.

Owen was so shaken and dizzy after being photographed while sitting in the carriage that the carving patterns in the carriage were deformed by his excessive force.

But if he hadn't caught him, he would have been smashed to pieces in the carriage.

Xia Qingdai was now focused on killing, and she didn't even notice Owen's embarrassment in the carriage.

She used both hands, a stainless steel basin in one hand and a hammer in the other, to smash the turrets at the four corners of the palace!

If it couldn't be opened at once, she would smash it ten times or eight times!

The artillerymen below were frightened. They did not have the courage of Chinese soldiers to regard death as a matter of fact. After two people were killed by falling rocks, they collapsed psychologically and ran away, unable to organize a counterattack.

This is divine punishment, this is divine punishment!
Who dares to steal its edge!

This group of guys who don't go to the battlefield every day and are just like bodyguards don't have the courage to move forward.