Chapter 907. Gentlemen's entrance to the city

Britain is a legendary island, even Julius Caesar, who named it 2,000 years ago, has twice regretted returning from this land, hanging alone from Western European civilization, and the development of Western European continent, rough and backward civilization development, crazy pirates, and tortuous coastline are the impressions of most Western countries on this neighbor at this time.

On the one hand, Britain was really backward at this time, and the bourgeois revolution had not yet been completed, so that the monster of the capitalists swelled rapidly to establish the legendary empire on which the sun never set.

On the other hand, according to the news from the royal party in Britain, the dictator of LinkedIn at this time, the Lord Protector Cromwell, is dead!

When the lord was reincarnated, he was indeed a great soldier, led the parliamentary army to defeat the royal army, and publicly executed King Charles I for the first time in history, but he was not the material for the rule of the world, in the years of his accession, the domestic economic situation continued to deteriorate, foreign trade was squeezed out by the Dutch, and even two years ago, in domestic politics, he forcibly dispersed parliament like the tyrant John I, and engaged in personal dictatorship.

However, this time and space has the variable of Mao Jue, the British bourgeoisie who has just been tough did not wait, and was immediately coaxed by him to the Ming Dynasty's warship, the British became the only designated agent of the Ming Dynasty, the British in the Far East, in India's free trade has developed rapidly, like a boiled frog in warm water, too much to enjoy the free trade dividends brought by the Ming Dynasty, the British bourgeoisie has gradually become a vassal of the Ming Dynasty.

Politically, Princess Mary of England was also sent to Daming by this gang of black-hearted parliaments to be a child daughter-in-law, so there was a break point in time and space here, and she could have ruled comfortably until 1659, until Cromwell, who died of illness, was attacked by a hopeful parliament and strangled to death in a mansion outside London.

After all, he is a military dictator, and after his death, the military dictatorship and the parliament have fallen out again, and in London, the old royal party, the parliamentary revolutionaries, and the military generals are hostile to each other, and there is not even a unified organization and leadership, how can such a country deal with the war?

As a result, the entire Western continent was optimistic about this expedition to Britain, merchants gathered in Toulon, waiting to take over the spoils of Britain, the French nobles who had conquered Britain once in Norman times also gathered together, holding maps to discuss how to divide the territory of the British after the war, and even the Prince of Condé, who was imprisoned in the Ming Dynasty, had been regarded as the best choice for the next British king.

For Curt, he is not so optimistic, Britain still has strength, and once a foreign enemy invades, the threat of dividing up resources outweighs the hatred of political enemies, and they will also unite together to fight together, which has a precedent in history, but Curt still has the determination to win, after all, his side has too much advantage, but it may be difficult to attack the interior of Britain in the later stage.

Under this winning mentality, the tactics of the multinational coalition were developed quite boldly, following the late Dutch star Michel Brown. Adrian's tactics, after the strength of the English Channel, went up the Seine River and went straight to London! Cut off the head of England with one sword!

It seems that the weather has favored this expedition, the English Channel, which has always been stormy, this time it is actually well-behaved like a cat, calmly to meet these robbers, starting from Toulon, France on the third day of the first month of May, and has arrived at the bay off the Seine on May 8, the fleet of this expedition to Britain can only be described as overwhelming, the main battleship is 68 meters long, the two ships are 300 meters apart, and only one column pulls out more than 20 kilometers, because there are too many battleships, only three columns can advance to the bay in parallel, At this distance, even the front ship could not see the rear ship's mast.

The scene of the rejuvenation, as if the British were also frightened, the British Royal Navy's more than 20 capital ships and dozens of auxiliary ships dared to take a look from a distance near the London Bay, and they had already retreated sharply, and this scene was even more contemptuous to the nobles of the countries commanding the combined fleet.

With two golden tassels hanging on his shoulders and a pure gold cut on his military uniform, the French general Gilles proudly held a telescope to watch these British counterparts retreat backwards, and then looked at the city of London with a telescope, and finally, his eyes fell on Big Ben in front of the Palace of Westminster in the center of the city.

Unspeakable greed bloomed on the face of the well-dressed field marshal, pointing to the golden bell, and in front of everyone, he shook his head and sighed with pretense of emotion.

"What a beautiful work of art, it is hard to imagine that there are such treasures in this barbaric and backward country."

"It should belong to France, hanging on the wall of Notre-Dame Cathedral!"

Gilles opened this opening, and a group of people such as Prince Philip of Spain also woke up like a dream, and raised their binoculars to look at the city of London, dividing up its spoils, this one wants the golden cross on the church, the other wants the bronze statue on the street, and there are even people who plan to sawn down the tower on London Bridge and bring it back to Germany, saying that it is a group of noble gentlemen, almost like a group of robbers.

But things really went well, the forward fleet sailed into the bay, all the way to the outside of the London walls, without encountering a decent resistance, rushing to the front of the French flagship Champagne directly swaggered directly to the Thames harbor area, a horde of sword-carrying French musketeers swaggered to occupy the already empty dock.

It's just that following the line behind, watching the teams of French musketeers and the Spanish Army spearmen landing in the port of Thames, Curt always has a feeling of unreality, it's too easy, right? And this is too quiet, there is not even a ghost in the quiet streets of London, with a population of 350,000, either fight or surrender, what are the British thinking?

In his mind, more than 70 years of life experience constantly corresponded to the scene in front of him, and all kinds of possibilities were vetoed by Curt, and even at a certain point in time, such a scene popped up in his mind, an Oriental man wearing a big hat like a whale and holding a big feather fan suddenly jumped out, and took two Taoist children of Oriental pagans, and played him a song of empty city plan with ding ding dong?

Soon, however, Cohen playfully banished the thought from his mind, stomped one foot on the bow of the Victory, and once again raised his telescope.

But this time, the old Dutch sir's smile froze, in the city, he finally found some popularity, above the castle of the Palace of Westminster, a dozen small ant-like people are hurriedly changing the hanging national flag, the rice-shaped British flag next to it, side by side raised a black and faint flag, two long beasts in the middle of the red circle of Chinese characters, the heart of the ominous premonition, once again stretched the monocular, but Curt almost did not jump.

Shuanglong ascends to heaven, and in the middle is the fire ring Daming, which is the Ming national flag newly designed by Mao Jue! It is also the battle flag of the Ming Army!

Although he still didn't believe that the Ming army could bypass most of the world and appear here, the uneasiness in his heart had made Cohen unable to wait any longer, so he ran to the stern of the boat and rappelled into the icy waters of the Thames on a life raft.

To what extent are these Western aristocrats arrogant and bored, French Marshal Gilles, Prince Philip of Spain, Duke André of Prussia, Duke Salazar of Austria-Hungary, a few guys lined up under the walls of London in a hole, and the back was full of French guards and Spanish conquistador's infantry, and they actually painted oil paintings on the street.

Seeing Curt panting over, Prince Philip pouted a little tiredly, but now that the Netherlands has become the French financier, Marshal Giles waved his hand to him enthusiastically and beckoned to give up a position.

"Sir Cohen, come here!"

Where do you still have the heart to paint? In a hurry, Cohen was out of breath and directly smashed the crutch and shouted: "The situation has changed, the Ming army may have arrived in London first, gentlemen, hurry up and occupy the city of London immediately!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Prince Philip became even more distorted, and with contempt he simply raised his sword, and pointed at the old Dutch lord's nose very rudely and shouted.

"How little daring are Dutch merchants?"

"Well, the glory of occupying this gate belongs to Spain anyway! Lord Hollywood, you lead the first company of the Royal Musketeers to take the gates of London, plant the sacred Spanish flag on it, and paint it! ”

With his roar, a Spanish army captain who was lined up on the side shouted a trumpet, and with a team of Spanish cuirassiers musketeers, he strode towards the open ancient Roman gate, seeing that they all got into the doorway, Philip's old face covered with white lead powder and as pale as a fairy couldn't help but show more disdain, while the rest of the nobles showed regret, and at the same time looked at the old Dutch lord who was sweating profusely, and the look of ridicule was self-evident.

However, at this juncture, with a bang, the gate of the city wall full of spear spikes below fell with a bang, and the Spanish musketeers who were marching in the middle of the company didn't even have time to hide, and were directly crushed to death under the iron railing gate by a sugar gourd, and the captain in front of him turned back in shock, and the heavy footsteps suddenly remembered, and when he turned around again, the Ming army with a flintlock pistol and wearing black mandarin duck cotton armor had already appeared in front of them, and followed, There was a crackling sound of popping beans, and white smoke filled the doorway.

Listening to the screams behind the white smoke, Cohen's old and heart-rending roar rang out violently in the daze aristocratic circle for the first time.

"Run~~~"