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The crowding scene in Lyon, France, was only part of the story, and in Paris, in Marseille, mercenaries large and small began to gather in response to the king's call.

You know, Swiss mercenaries have always been the first choice of the King of France, and now there is a rare opportunity to make money, of course, everyone must seize it.

Historical records, in the 6th century B.C., ancient Greek seafarers took sailboats, traveled west along the Mediterranean, and anchored their ships in a small bay called Massilia, which was the prototype of Marseille, in 1520, the first wharf was built, and by 1832, the port throughput had been second only to London and Liverpool Port in England, becoming the third largest port in the world at that time.

Marseille is located on the northern shore of the Mediterranean Sea, 836 km northwest of Paris and 350 km from Lyon.

It is surrounded by rolling hills and limestone hills on three sides. The southeast is bordered by the Mediterranean Sea, the water is deep and the port is wide, there are no rapids and rapids, and the 10,000-ton giant ship can be unimpeded. To the west, the Rhône and flat valleys are connected to Northern Europe.

Therefore, with the superior conditions of the port of Marseille, it is also the base camp of the French navy.

The heart of the port of Marseille is Massilla, which in turn is also ported by the port of Massilla.

With a length of 800 meters from east to west and a width of 250 meters from north to south, the harbor is rectangular, the channel is long, and the terrain is dangerous.

A number of bustling streets stretch out from here in the east, south and north directions, and there are majestic and solemn castles built here, facing each other from north to south, like two mighty warriors guarding both sides.

The streets around the castle were bustling with clergy, clowns, merchants, beggars, and drunken sailors, all of which made up the port of Marseille prosperous.

Today, the port of Marseille is more lively than ever, with all kinds of vendors and characters coming together, and today is the day when the French Navy sets sail.

It's ridiculous to say that the French Navy said that it was a navy at this time, but in fact, even pirates in the Mediterranean couldn't beat it, and it was a veritable fish belly force.

Before Henry II gave the order, the French navy had only five three-masted Spanish warships, the largest of which was only 1,000 tons, and you must know that England had created a monarch of 1,500 tons as early as Henry VIII, which was worthy of the name of crushing the French army.

Although Henry II's navy was not good, he had money, so under the vigorous bleeding of Henry II, even Venice, which had been suffering from the invasion of the Ottoman Empire, sent forty warships and a thousand navies to support.

Combined with the large number of merchant ships recruited from the people, the French navy swelled like a blow, and in the end, the entire navy had more than a hundred sea-going ships and more than 5,000 sailors, which seemed to be enough to crush the English navy.

Although most of them were small ships of no more than five hundred, they were very intimidating, and Henry II was very self-aware, and he hired the admiral Reinado of Venice. Ferdy, as the commander-in-chief of the entire navy.

"General Ferdy, I hope God bless you and beat those Englishmen to a beating!" The bloated mayor of Marseille looked at the handsome and tall Venetian general in front of him with a smile, and patted his ass a little.

"You must know that His Majesty expects a lot of from you, and after the war is over, I think your prestige will surely spread throughout the Mediterranean coast and throughout Europa!"

Jacques. As mayor of the municipality of Marseille, Monuri has always been a slick man, and this time he not only fulfilled the task assigned by the king (although the king could not directly interfere in the specific affairs of Marseille, it was easy to exert pressure).

For the Venetian general in front of him, given his strong background, Mayor Monuri had to compliment him, hoping to win over the relationship.

Renato. Ferdy's Ferdy family is a famous merchant family in Venice, his family has more warships than France, and the business is done all over Asia, Africa and Europe, although Venice is in decline a lot, but the background is still deep, and a little leakage in his nails is enough for him to eat.

"Yes! I hope the barbarians in England don't let me down. ”

Renato. Ferdy said with a proud face, not taking the English in the slightest.

To be honest, the current English navy can only bully and bully the French, and it is indeed qualified to look down on a naval power like Venice.

The two of them stood on the deck, looking at the battleships lined up from near to far, which really gave them a lot of confidence.

"Your Excellency the Mayor, take me to assure His Majesty that I will not come back until I defeat the English!"

Feeling the sticky and salty sea breeze, the sound of seagulls chirping in his ears, the swaying decks from time to time, and the sails blown by the sea breeze, Ferdy was sure that the sea was indeed his home turf, and no one could beat him.

"Oh! Your Excellency, since you are so confident, then I am here waiting for the news of your victory! "Standing on deck for a moment, sniffing the unpleasant sea breeze, the mayor of Marseille prepared to go down.

"Your Excellency General, I hope you can return from a great victory, I am here waiting for your good news!"

The mayor of Marseille got off the boat, looking at the fleet, which was gradually moving away, with tears in his eyes, and looked affectionate.

To tell the truth, Mayor Monuri wished that the Venetian would fail, and that the Venetian's strength would be reduced a lot.

However, many of the merchant ships of the wealthy merchants of Marseille were requisitioned by Henry II, and even his family, if they failed, they would lose a lot!

With such a tangled mood, His Excellency the Mayor watched the fleet leave.

At this time, a few pigeons flew away from the vicinity of the port, and the rest of the port was normal.

The pigeons flew very fast, and eight hours later, the pigeons arrived in Paris, and several more flew away from the skies of Paris, and a few hours later, the pigeons arrived safely in Calais, the English stronghold in France.

Later, a small galleon sprang out of Calais and crossed the English Channel to Hampshire, and then the information reached Edward.

"Major James, what do you think we should do?"

Edward looked at Major James, whose face was cloudy, and asked inquiringly.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the French are menacing at present, we can't fight, we can only defend!"

James pondered for a moment, looked at Edward's face cautiously, and said slowly.

He was worried that Edward would be young and vigorous, and he would let the navy directly fight the French army, and such a wrong decision would be very difficult for him.

That's why he seemed so hesitant, after all, such a method is very cowardly.

"Major James, I believe you, I don't know anything about the navy, and you are in charge of the battle against the French!"

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