Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

As Sandezi was horrified, hundreds of fighter planes flew overhead and heavy bombs whizzed down.

The rumbling explosion caused the earth to tremble.

But Sandezi did not sit there and take the beating. They were well prepared and began to fight back fiercely in the air.

Anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns formed a dense barrage of bullets, madly spraying towards the sky.

Fighter planes roared in the sky, and from time to time, one after another fell to the ground with flames.

The two sides fought to the death from the start, attacking the enemy with their strongest firepower.

On the sea, the battleships that had been on standby for a long time also began to bombard with loud artillery fire.

The powerful firepower of the naval guns made the brutal battlefield even more chaotic.

On the sea, landing craft were braving the wind and waves and rushing towards the shore.

The soldiers and lobster soldiers on the ship held their guns nervously and prayed in their hearts.

Landing operations are second only to street fighting in all wars.

As the landing party, they had no cover when they rushed onto the beach and had to rely entirely on their own bodies to carry them across.

Using their bodies to block enemy bullets may sound stupid, but they have no choice.

“Boom, crackle!”

Many ships that launched the attack were unfortunately hit by artillery fire and turned into fireballs and disappeared on the sea.

Some were unlucky enough to crash into the Czech piles, and the landing craft either got stuck or capsized. The soldiers and lobster soldiers fell into the sea wailing, and were then pulled to the bottom of the sea by the heavy equipment on their bodies and disappeared.

"Get ready, kill them all."

More landing craft approached the seashore. As the gangplank in front was opened, a large number of soldiers and lobster soldiers rushed out shouting.

"Da da da……"

"Pfft..."

Machine gun fire caused blood to splatter everywhere, and many unlucky people were shot into sieves by machine guns before they could even see the beach clearly.

Soon, the water on the beach was dyed red, and corpses rose and fell with the waves.

"Increase the manpower and seize the beach at all costs. Notify the air force. I want them to drop all the bombs on the beach."

The commander of the Bald Eagle who was commanding the operation ignored the casualties reported from below and issued the attack order with a cold face.

He received only one order, to break the breakthrough at all costs and meet up with the paratroopers who had landed successfully.

The poor bald eagle still doesn't know that the soldiers dropped in by air have already entered Sandezi's prisoner-of-war camp.

As for why they didn't know, the reason was very simple. Their captured signalman reported to Bald Eagle that everything was going well.

After hearing the orders from their superiors, the commanders of each army turned pale but still gritted their teeth and ordered the soldiers to go down to die in batches.

When it was noon, a strong wind suddenly blew and heavy rain began to fall.

This kind of weather is naturally not suitable for landing, but the commander of the Bald Eagle not only did not order a stop, but instead increased the intensity of the attack.

In his words, you can't see it, and Sandezi can't see it either, this is the best time to attack.

Boatloads of soldiers were sent to the beach under the heavy waves and rain, and then charged forward under Sandezi's hail of bullets, looking like they were risking their lives.

I have to say that Commander Bald Eagle's idea is appropriate.

Under the cover of heavy rain, although many soldiers capsized and sank into the sea, more soldiers stepped onto the beach and, with the cover of heavy rain, rushed to the German bunker position.

With the sound of explosions, gaps were created in the bunker's defenses. The soldiers and lobster soldiers cursed their commander, rushed into the bunker with guns in hand, and fought a desperate battle with Sandezi.

The battle lasted until dark, and both sides finally stopped for a moment to catch their breath.

After a day of fighting, the Bald Eagle and the British Army successfully captured a part of the beachhead, which was considered to be a breakthrough.

As long as they hold out until tomorrow and the heavy rain subsides, they will be able to mobilize all the troops and launch a fatal blow to Sandezi.

Rommel, who was in charge of the command, sent out troops without hesitation after learning about the situation, preparing to recapture the bunkers in the darkness of the night.

The battle broke out again between the two sides. Soldiers fell in pools of blood one after another, and then were stepped over by their fellow enemies and continued to attack the opposite side.

After learning about the events in Normandy, Mustache laughed heartily.

Many of Sandezi's top brass didn't believe Tang Jian's reminder that the Bald Eagle and the British Army would launch a landing in Normandy. After all, they had already beaten the British Army into a panic, so how could these proud John Bulls have the confidence to launch another counterattack?

However, the enemy did come, and launched a fierce attack right from the start.

If it weren't for the little mustache who sent a group of troops to support some time ago, Normandy would probably have had a hard time holding on.

"Gentlemen, although we have blocked the enemy's attack, it is undeniable that the enemy has the strength to launch a counterattack against us."

The man with a mustache put his hands behind his back, looked at his generals, and punched hard, saying, "But defense is not my character. Only offense is the best defense."

"So I decided to launch a landing operation in Dunkirk, attack the British Empire, occupy their Paris, completely resolve all the wars in Western Europe, and then integrate our strength to teach that stubborn bald eagle a lesson."

Many generals frowned at the mustache man's plan.

As more and more territory was occupied, Sandezi's insufficient military force was exposed.

The troops that supported Normandy some time ago were urgently transferred from various places, leaving the defense forces in various places much weaker.

If they were to withdraw more troops and launch a landing operation against the Sun Tribe, they couldn't imagine how great the pressure they would be under in the future if they were defeated.

Noticing the officer's embarrassment, the man with the mustache smiled and said, "My gentlemen, don't worry. I have discussed the troop situation with my wife."

"My wife will send 36 divisions to cooperate with us in the battle."

"Gentlemen, we have sufficient forces. Even if these 36 divisions are all defeated, there will still be 50, 100 or even more divisions to come."

As he spoke, he smiled and revealed a sinister expression: "These Slavs are good cannon fodder." After saying that, he burst into laughter. After hearing this, the generals' expressions relaxed a lot, but there were still some people who remained skeptical about Dasu.

They wanted to point out the risks involved, but looking at the smug look on Little Moustache's face, they knew that if they said this at this time, Little Moustache would not only not care, but would even hate them.

"Alas, is this the last madness before death?"

Some people sighed in their hearts, feeling that the madness of the little mustache made them feel uneasy.

After the meeting, the commanders walked out of the command room with frowns on their faces.

"Principal Yu, I think this is a crazy plan."

A general caught up with Yu Qian, who was walking in front, and expressed his anxiety.

"So what?" Yu Qian stopped and looked at him.

"I think you should persuade him to change his mind."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qian shook his head, put on the military cap in his hand, turned around and left without saying a word.

Watching Yu Qian leave, the general sighed, looked back at the brightly lit command room, and the depression in his heart became even heavier.

"Hello, is this Mr. Rhodes?"

At Tang Jian's home in Dayan, Old Tang held the phone and said with a smile, "A new chef has come to my house. The roast duck he makes is very authentic. I wonder if you have time to come and taste it."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then a hearty laugh broke out: "It's my pleasure. I'll bring a bottle of Erguotou."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Jian said to Xiaohu who was chewing an apple across from him, "Tell your Majesty that I will take care of it."

Xiaohu nodded, stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and asked, "Um, can you give me a roast duck?"

Tang Jian pointed at Xiao Hu and said, "Go to the kitchen and see how many have been roasted. Take them all away."

Xiaohu chuckled, and soon went back to report with two roast ducks.

An hour later, Rhodes was invited to the banquet hall by Tang Jian. The two of them drank Erguotou, talked about the latest gossip, and ate roast duck.

After eating and drinking, Tang Jian raised his hand to let the servants leave, and whispered to Rhodes: "I heard that Sandezi is preparing to launch a counterattack landing in Dunkirk. I don't know if this news is true or false."

Rhodes, who was sitting opposite and drinking coffee, suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked up at Tang Jian who seemed to be smiling, put the coffee on the table, stood up and said, "Sir, I hope this is fake news."

After saying that, he picked up his hat, nodded to Old Tang, and quickly left the Tang Mansion.

Instead of standing up to see him off, Old Tang picked up another pancake, put a piece of roast duck in it, dipped it in the sauce, and rolled it up.

With a light bite, the chewy dough, the crispy roast duck and the sweetness of the sauce instantly fill your mouth.

"I stood on the top of the mountain and watched the scenery, listening to..."

The humming sounded, reflecting the singer's good mood. (End of this chapter)