"My lord, the ship in the port of Bavlerle has been set on fire!" A saber attendant stood in the command bay of the flagship, respectfully announcing to John Dudley, Viscount Lyle, who was sitting behind his desk.

"Is this true?" Viscount Lyle, who was not wearing armor but only Tudor viscount attire, stood up and walked in front of his attendant in disbelief.

The attendant bowed his head slightly, "Yes, my lord. ”

"Hurry up, take me to the lookout and check it out." A smile appeared on Viscount Lyle's face, and as he walked, he hurriedly ordered, "Go and get the captain of the artillery and the captain of the sergeant." ”

Viscount Lyle rushed out of the command cabin and ascended the small staircase to the right of the stern to the aft lookout. After a few steps to the fence near the port side, she looked in the direction of the town of Bavrel, and nodded in surprise, "My God, Lady Ripley has done just that. Well, I'm afraid the time for the French to attack us this time will be postponed. ”

At this time, the two royal fleets led by Viscount Lyle and the Duke of Richmond were lined up in columns on the deep sea outside the harbor. The broadside gun muzzles of the two flagships, as well as a number of other medium-sized ships, were facing the estuary of the port of Bavler. As a result, the two fleets almost completely blocked the entrance to the sea in the port of Pavrel. Isabel Walton, Baroness of Ripley, gave Henry VIII some advice on naval warfare, and Henry VIII, who valued the construction of the royal fleet in her later years, allowed her to implement her new naval tactics in this naval battle.

The Duke of Richmond, who was also standing on the port side of the lookout, stared at the burning French warships in the harbor and slammed his fist excitedly on the wooden fence. Then he turned his head to look at the deputy flagship captain beside him, "Captain, get the gunners ready." A little later, we will be able to teach the fleet of Francis I a hard lesson. ”

The captain glanced at the burning harbor ships and said unhurriedly, "Your Highness, if you conduct an artillery battle in the dark night, I am afraid that you will not easily hit the French warship." ”

"Captain, I know it's hard to do. However, I do not want to see hundreds of French warships and tens of thousands of sergeants invade the shores of England. "Captain, if Francis I's army were to land on our shores, I think it would be a terrible thing. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. If this happens, His Majesty's kingdom will return to what it was during the Hundred Years' War. ”

At this time, the Duke of Richmond remembered a very important matter, his beloved Dame Ripley, and more than 50 sergeants were still stranded in the port town. Hurriedly stopped the captain who was about to leave, "Captain, can you send sailors to transport Lady Ripley and the sergeants back to the fleet now?" ”

The captain looked at the royal duke with an anxious look on his face, and said thoughtfully, "Your Highness, according to your orders, the naval battle is about to begin. So, I'm worried... It would cause unnecessary harm to Lord Ripley. ”

"My God, then, when will we be able to transport the Lord and the sergeants back?"

"Your Highness, I think, can only wait until the end of the naval battle."

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Isabel was joined by two duke's guards and 50 ship-based sergeants in several rooms in the courtyard of the church, waiting for the royal fleet to transport them back to the sea at the right time. At this point, she felt nervous and uneasy like a Navy SEAL officer waiting to be evacuated from the battlefield at sea. There was no means of communication that would allow her to call in the naval fleet to inflict powerful fire on the enemy's ground forces, and it was completely impossible for the Navy to have carrier-based fighters or helicopter gunships to cover the evacuation of her and the sneak attack team.

During the raid, she and her raid team were unsuccessful in clearing the French camp on the south bank of the port. Fearing that she and the raid team would be spotted by the local residents and the army while they waited to evacuate, she and more than 50 sergeants were caught in a bitter battle. And because it was still an era dominated by cold weapons, she and the sergeants of the sneak attack team could only rely on the swords, longbows, battle axes, and bells in their hands to fight the French face to face.

Isabel sat on the floor of the cellar and drank French malt with her back to the large casks used by the priests to store the ale. As they drank their drinks, they pondered how to deal with the French army that might find them. At this time, she looked at Baldwin and Fast to the side and said, "Baldwin, come here." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The Duke stood up and sat down in front of her with a wine glass.

"Baldwin, if the French on the south bank are attacking us now, do you think we should be brave enough to fight the French?"

Duke's guard felt a little strange when he heard her words, and said hesitantly, "Your Excellency, although I and the others are not knights, I believe that everyone will use the courage of knights to face the enemy. ”

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Isabel shook her head and explained, "I just don't want you to die on the battlefield so easily. I would like to say that we still use surprise attacks against the French on the south bank. ”

From time to time, Baldwin's ears rang with the shouts, screams, and roars of some of the locals, and he was also a little worried that the locals and the army would find them in the courtyard. After taking a sip of ale, he mused, "Your Excellency, if we were to surprise the rest of the French army, we would have to venture through the towns on the north bank and then around to the south bank. ”

Isabel had just thought of an idea, but it was quickly rejected by herself. The idea was to venture out and sail directly from the north shore of the harbour to the south shore by ferry. However, as soon as the French on the south bank found out about their landing on the south bank, they immediately launched a strong attack on them. After a brave battle with hundreds of French sergeants, the more than 50 shipboard sergeants and guards may not be left alive. Even if he survived, he would probably have been taken prisoner by the French army and tortured.

"Baldwin, the people in town are already frightened by this fire, and maybe no one will notice the more than 50 foreigners." Isabel felt that she had a bit of a fluke after saying that, and then said solemnly, "I think we can go to the south bank in the guise of the French army on the north shore." ”

"Well, that's a good idea. However, we still need to return to the French camp to get the clothes of the French. ”

Unbeknownst to Isabel and the others, the French troops on the south shore quickly assembled after discovering that the fleet in the harbor was on fire, and sent people to the camp on the north shore to get in touch with the troops in North Rock. Luckily, Isabel and the others were able to evacuate the battlefield before the South Bank sergeant in charge of liaison arrived.

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