During this period of great exploration in the Middle Ages, almost all large European cities were dirty and ugly, even London, the capital of England, was no exception.
In this city by the sea, it may be fine on sunny days, but it has a rainy climate near the sea. When it rains continuously, the city streets are filled with dirty, smelly, disgusting mud and water. It is usually made of human and animal feces as well as mud and rainwater. After mixing together, they exuded various disgusting and strange smells.
The reason for this is that on the one hand, the city's drainage projects were not done well during this period; on the other hand, it is because people in this world, especially white Europeans during this period, still retained the habit of defecating in the open. A bad habit, whether men or women, is to find a corner with few people when they are anxious, squat on the ground, and a fresh batch of cake will come out.
Therefore, every rainy day, if anyone goes for a walk on the street, when he or she comes back, his or her trouser legs and shoes will be covered with all kinds of disgusting sticky substances that exude strange smells.
You might even be able to bring the feces of a certain untouchable to the residence of their nobles. Therefore, in such weather, nobles generally do not go out easily. Even if they want to go out, they will sit in a tall four-wheeled carriage. in the carriage.
In fact, on rainy days like this, they prefer to stay in a dry and comfortable home, drinking boiled coffee, eating delicious pastries, wearing exquisite silks brought from the East, and playing with various items brought back from the New World. They grew gold and silver utensils and enjoyed all the benefits brought to them by this age of navigation.
At this time, on the streets of London, a group of sumptuously dressed cavalry were galloping wildly on the streets full of filthy mud and water in the heavy rain. They were galloping directly towards the city's royal palace.
Along the way, they even knocked over and frightened many pedestrians and carriages. The splashed sewage also splashed all over their gorgeous and expensive officer uniforms. However, they could no longer care about these things. !
Because they had just received a very important piece of information from a ship docking at the port. It was about the New World and it must be presented to His Majesty King George in the shortest possible time!
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London, in this royal palace of the British Empire, the owner here, King George II, is signing important documents one after another. The quill in his hand is scratching smooth and beautiful letters on each document. , and then, after each document was signed, the servant next to him would help him stamp the king's small seal on each signed document.
In fact, the content of these documents is not very important, but they still need his signature and seal as the king to take effect. This is really a boring job, but George II had to do it, Because this is the supreme right that belongs to him as a king! This is where the king's authority lies!
Although, after the Bill of Rights, Parliament has begun to take over some of the rights belonging to the king, as the king, George II's position is still very important. This can be seen from the number of documents that he still needs to sign in person every day. come out.
George Augustus, now King of England, George II.
He has many titles, he is not only the Duke of Brunswick-Lunenburg, but also the chief treasurer and prince-elector of the Holy Roman Empire and the king of Great Britain and Ireland!
When George II finally signed the last document, he motioned with his eyes to the attendant to test his seal on the candlelight nearby, and then stamped it on the document.
This is already the last document of the morning. As long as he is finished with today's work, he can enjoy a leisurely afternoon. Throughout the whole day, there is nothing that requires him as a king to do. Once it's taken care of, he can do whatever he wants.
However, it is raining heavily outside now, and he really can't enjoy his delicious lunch in the outdoor garden. This is really a pity. It has been raining continuously for several days, and he has been here for several days. No chance to bask in the sun.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When George II finished his work for the day, he stood up and was about to pack his things and leave this confidential office room that made him a little bored. Suddenly, there was a series of rapid knocks on his exquisite door. Door sounds.
At this time, who will cause trouble for me? Don't they know that it's almost lunch time? If something happens, can't you wait until tomorrow?
George II sighed helplessly. Thinking about it, there must be something urgent and troublesome, right? These people really know how to choose their time!
"Let him in!"
George II waved his hand and signaled the attendant to open the door and let the boring person who knocked on the door come in. Then, he had just stood up to leave, but had to sit down again.
George II's eyelids jumped when he saw the officials coming in. In his opinion, today's lunch seemed to be postponed again?
"..."
After gently closing the two exquisite wooden doors, the attendant returned to the king's side and began to help the king organize the documents on the table. Your Majesty's nobleman.
"Your Majesty the King! Here is an urgent letter!"
The noble knight, who was covered in mud and water, took out a letter envelope that had been wetted by the rain from his pocket, and then handed it over with wet hands.
"..."
George II raised his hand, shook two fingers slightly, and motioned to the waiter on the side to come forward and take the envelope.
However, he did not immediately order it to be opened and closed. Instead, he frowned and looked at the muddy noble official standing in front of his desk.
"Sir? I'm very curious. Please tell me, what is the important thing that makes you come to me so disrespectfully? And stand in my room?"
George II pointed at the mud and filthy water on the official's body, which was dripping continuously from the other party's body. And, more importantly, the filthiness of the other party's step by step had made him like it the most. The deer-hair rug is stained!
Therefore, as a king, he was very dissatisfied with this!
If the other party cannot give him a reasonable answer that satisfies him, then he will have to consider whether to send this official to the New World or the far east and let this bastard become a little governor who will never come back. ?
"Your Majesty the King! Our Port Royal has fallen, and the Caribbean Fleet has almost been wiped out! Twenty-five battleships were captured! Seventeen were sunk and burned! More than a thousand soldiers were killed, and the rest... were all captured !”
The officials did not care about their dirty image, nor did they pay attention to His Majesty the King's questioning.
When he saw that His Majesty the King did not want to open the letter and check it, he anxiously told everything he knew from the captain of the ship.
"Port Royal...?"
Hearing this, George II felt a little confused for a moment. How could this be a fall and a fleet annihilation?
Recently, he didn't seem to have heard about which country Britain was at war with?
Although the United Kingdom has always had various frictions with Spain and other countries, and the maritime disputes have never ceased, all parties have maintained limited restraint with each other and only The battle is only limited to a small area, and at most it is a sneak attack on a lone ship or merchant ship. Basically, it is unlikely that such a disgusting incident such as the capture of a port in a certain country will occur.
"Where...is Port Royal?"
George II, who had been thinking about it for a long time and couldn't remember it for a moment, had no choice but to turn his head and look at the waiter next to him for help.
"Your Majesty, Port Royal is on the island of Jamaica in the Caribbean. It is the most important city and port of the British Empire in the New World! It is also the most dazzling pearl of our British Empire in the Caribbean!"
"Every year, it can turn over huge amounts of fiscal taxes to the country, as well as various specialties from the New World. Moreover, there is also a special tribute worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins that is paid to the royal family every year!"
The waiter whispered in George II's ear about Port Royal. In the last sentence, he specially emphasized the tone in order to attract the attention and attention of His Majesty the King.
"What!?"
After being reminded by the waiter, George II finally remembered where Port Royal was. Then, he was finally shocked that this matter was indeed too big!
How could such an important city fall?
Moreover, if he heard correctly just now, the Caribbean fleet was also completely wiped out? What a joke!
"Who did it? Did the Spanish declare war on us again? Why didn't I receive any information? Sir! Tell me, what is going on!"
George II didn't care about lunch now. He was eager to find out who would sneak attack and capture their port and annihilate his Caribbean fleet at the same time?
Looking at all the countries on the European continent, I am afraid that the only ones with such strength are the Spanish, right? Although the Spanish have suffered a severe loss of strength after experiencing many naval battles in the past century, Spain is still a terrifying enemy compared to the newly rising United Kingdom!
To be able to swallow Port Royal and annihilate the entire Caribbean fleet, I'm afraid only the Spanish can do it, right? Are they going to declare war on their own Britain again? Just like the Armada's invasion of England many times over the past century? Are they going to start a new war?
For a moment, George II looked a little ugly. Britain had just recovered its strength and was on the rise. Now is the time to plunder the whole world. It has no intention of continuing to fight with the Spaniards and giving other countries opportunities for nothing!
"Your Majesty the King, it's not those hateful Spaniards, but... uh, thank you!"
Jazz, who was covered in water, shivered, and after taking the towel handed to him by a waiter and wiping it casually, he continued:
"Actually, the one who attacked us was... ah sneeze!!!"
The aristocratic official suddenly sneezed loudly after being caught in a heavy rain when he rushed to the palace from the port.
"Not Spanish? Are they French? Or Dutch? They don't have that strength, do they?"
This bastard actually stood in front of the table and sneezed in front of him? This is so rude!
George II quickly shrank back, picked up his handkerchief and covered his nose, then frowned and said dissatisfiedly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! They are not French, and they are not Dutch! In fact, they are not actually made by any European country, but... ah sneeze!!!"
The knight sneezed loudly again.
He felt that he might have caught a cold because of the heavy rain, so he decided to finish the matter quickly, go home, take a hot shower and rest early.
"This is not the case, and that is not the case! So, tell me now, how did my Port Royal fall? How did my Caribbean Fleet be completely annihilated? Don't tell me what those The natives did it!”
This bastard!
After being sneezed twice in a row, George II became angry, so he stood up directly and roared at the jazz in front of him!
If these things were really done by the natives, then he could imagine that the entire British Empire might become the laughing stock of the entire Europe!
If that was the case, he swore that he would definitely send those derelict bastards to the gallows!
"Your Majesty the King, it was not done by the natives! It is said that... it was done by a group of witches!"
After the knight finished speaking, he quickly motioned to the waiter to open the letter.
In the letter, it should be written clearly. If His Majesty the King doesn't open it quickly and take a look, what will happen if you lose your temper with him? He himself only heard a few words from the captain of the ship.
Thinking about it, he felt a little aggrieved. He worked so hard and braved the heavy rain to send the letter as soon as possible. Is it easy?
Your Majesty, if you want to know specific information, can you just read the letter? Why ask him? He only heard a few words from the messenger. He also wanted to see what was written in the letter!
"Female...witch?!"
George II wondered if he was hearing hallucinations because he was so angry?
"Did the heavy rain damage your stupid head? Are you kidding me here? This joke is not funny at all!"
Witches captured a city and wiped out the Caribbean fleet?
Today is not April Fool's Day! That's it, George II doesn't like celebrating April Fool's Day invented by that French guy!
So, after losing his temper, George II angrily grabbed the brown paper envelope from the waiter's hand. At this time, he didn't care about the sewage on it. He directly tore off the seal, took out the letter and began to read quickly. Read up.
"God...has this world gone crazy? How could such a thing be possible?"
George II stood up, walked directly outside the desk, and began to pace back and forth.
Then, he tore off the wig from his head and threw it on the desk together with the letter, and ordered to another waiter next to him:
"Quick! Go summon the ministers immediately, go quickly!"
"And you! Go to the port right now and summon the captain, first mate and other important crew members who sent back the letter. I have some things that I need to ask them in person!"
After seeing the waiter leave, George II ordered the shivering Sir standing in the middle of the room. He was already soaked by the heavy rain anyway, so he should run again.
How could there be a witch? This shouldn't be the case...
George II began to pace anxiously in the room. Even he did not expect that there was really a witch? This letter and the seal on it were written by a nobleman whom he valued very much. Presumably, there should be no problem with its authenticity, but...how could there be a witch? Will they also set fire? Can it still fly? This must be fake, right?
Over the years, the church has indeed burned a lot of witches, and they have burned a lot of them here in the UK. George II has also seen a lot of records. It is said that in their county of Essex, hundreds of them were burned. Witch!
However, what puzzled him was: when did the witch become so powerful? Will they occupy cities and capture territory? Even the Royal Fleet of the British Empire is no match? How is this possible?
He was more willing to believe that all this was actually the Spanish disguised as a despicable attack on Port Royal and a sneak attack on the Caribbean Fleet, rather than these unfounded witches!
Looking at the urgently delivered letter on the table, he almost thought that someone had teamed up to play a bad joke on him?
