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Chapter 1341 Irritable and irritable

Fei Lao Er's resentment towards the church had been increasing day by day since the Dutch War.

During the process of Dutch independence, he repeatedly asked the church to use the Pope's influence to help him win the war, but this time he was completely disappointed.

The cause of Catholicism in Europe should not be Spain's own responsibility, but the indifference of others has caused his kingdom to go bankrupt several times, and it is inevitable to embark on a difficult journey of complete prosperity and decline.

This kind of unfair treatment can turn the most loyal hearts away.

But until Chen Ju sailed into Gibraltar, Philip repeatedly asked Chen Jiujing, Chen Ju and others to assure him that no matter what happened, they would not start a war in Italy.

Especially the Vatican in Rome.

For this reason, he assigned the Naples fleet to escort Chen Ju's Wanli fleet all the way. In fact, it also had the purpose of monitoring, and it was very difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

On the one hand, he must protect the Wanli Ship, so that the Ming Emperor's ship cannot be harmed in his territory. On the other hand, he must protect the Vatican, but in fact, he can't protect either of these two sides.

If Ottoman’s pagans suddenly decided to launch an attack on Emperor Ming’s ship to blame him, he would not be able to start a full-scale war with Ottoman; similarly, if Chen Ju’s meeting with the Pope was not happy, he sent troops to bombard Rome in anger, He also couldn't bear the loss of going to war with Ming Dynasty.

This is completely obeying the destiny and doing what human beings do.

As for the Pope asking him to sink and annihilate the Wanli Fleet, that is completely outrageous.

Whether he can fight or not, and the threat of the Ming army is another matter. The biggest question is that if Fei Laoer obeys the Pope's order and goes to war with Daming for the third time, will the Pope use his influence to help him?
Probably still not, unless Spain disappears, a weakened Spain is more in the interests of the Church.

As for the pope's fear of the Wanli fleet, it also seems very abnormal-why should he be so afraid?
Even though he is on a battleship and has cannons, Chen Ju is just a messenger.

Philip would not be afraid of this kind of thing at all. After all, Erye Fei had seen the big world. The Fuyuan Fleet of the Eastern Army and the Yang Ce Fleet of the Han Dynasty were all parked in front of his house. He looked at Chen Ju's Wanli Fleet again. Well, this It is indeed an embassy.

In the Pope's eyes, it's a different story.

This fleet has four huge warships, more than a dozen powerful warships, and two fleets escorted by the Spaniards and the Moors, slowly approaching Rome.

The most loyal Swiss mercenaries, unwilling to fight to the death in the Vatican, proposed that the Pope take refuge in the Inner Kingdom under their protection.

Even if they were fighting against the Spanish Legion, they would not be so worried, but in the confrontation with the Ming army, they sacrificed many fellow villagers and paid a painful price, but they failed to stop the Ming army.

The Spaniards did not participate in the Battle of France, and the French did not participate in the Second Mingxi War, but the Swiss participated in all the battles that the Eastern Army fought eastward. They died in the White Horse River in the New World, Bordeaux, and Angoulai Tom's unnamed valley.

The whole of Rome was strictly guarded. When the lucky boat that Chen Ju sent a letter approached the port of Fiumicino, the soldiers stationed at the port used more than a dozen artillery pieces of various calibers to warn.

Full of hostility.

This situation made the Spanish Naples fleet very worried, but Chen Ju had nothing to worry about—he despised the pope, and if it wasn't for the mission Chen Mu left for him, he would even skip Rome and continue his journey.

According to the information Chen Ju received, Gregory Thirteenth was a narrow-minded villain with unknown rewards and punishments.

King Philip of Spain, who has contributed a lot to Catholicism, is the strongest, has formed coalition forces many times, and devoted his national power to defending the Catholic world, is the most obedient. He asked Rome for help many times in times of crisis, but the old thirteen remained indifferent.

In the France of the Holy League, the Catholics used tricks to deceive the Protestants into the marriage of the four elders, and carried out a massacre against the Protestants. Nearly [-] people died. Because of the accumulation of corpses, no one in France dared to eat the fish in the river. The bell of Rome was ringing, a special commemorative coin was made, and murals were made to celebrate and praises were sung.

If this was a military victory, Chen Ju didn't think there was anything wrong with celebrating, but it was an indiscriminate massacre. As the old thirteen should have a respected status, even if he didn't feel ashamed of it, it would be fine to keep Lele in his heart .

Now that they had received the news that they were about to visit, Chen Ju was very upset by asking the defenders to fire cannons at sea.

The benevolent Chen Fo flicked his sleeves and said, "Hustle!"

Under Chen Ju's order, the Naples fleet sailed 27 miles to the left, and the Moroccan fleet sailed [-] miles to the right. The [-] warships around the Wanli ship lined up six miles outside the port, and turned the side of the ship to the port.

Chen Ju, who was wearing a black gauze head and a scarlet satin gown bestowed by the emperor, clenched his fists, handed the Shangfang sword in his arms to the servant, slowly tied the big sleeves of his arms tightly and put them on the iron armguard, and asked General Luo Shangzhong Asked: "General Luo, how many side string guns do we have?"

"Hui Dugong, 24 Chihai frigates, Taiyue, Nantang, and Shuanglin, not counting Frangji and small cannons, there are four generals in Zhenshuo's five hundred."

Wearing the armor given by the emperor, Chen Ju looked at the fort on the shore through the binoculars, raised his hand and said, "Send a boat to tell the Spaniards, and they will send a boat into the port later, and tell the defenders that I want to see the Roman priest, please, Ask him to meet you at the port."

The eunuch, the attendant interpreter, quickly copied the message, and quickly sailed to the left wing on the galley communication boat lowered from the ship. Chen Ju turned his head and said to Luo Shangzhong: "It's not rude to come and go, General Luo, order all ships to prepare fire."

Luo Shangzhi took the order, took a step, then turned his head and cupped his hands to remind him: "Mr. Du, how many rounds are they fighting outside the range?"

Of course, Chen Ju knew that this location was out of range. He just wanted to return the salute, and he didn't want to level the port. The momentum he had accumulated through hard work was defeated by Luo Shangzhi's question, and he said with a smile, "One round is enough."

Ever since Luo Shangzhi came back from Beijing to present the bulls and giant tortoises, perhaps because of the extremely optimistic domestic situation, even he has become much more relaxed and interesting.

At least in terms of mentality, it is not like the first batch of soldiers who went to Asia, they are full of defensive mentality facing the unknown.

The commander of the Naples fleet watched the confrontation between sea and land extremely anxiously, and did not dare to stop Chen Ju. He watched a galley sailing with the Huangming flag dangling in the waves towards his flagship, slack in a long way. Take a breath.

The receptionist went up to read the letter, and he was even more relaxed, and said to the left and right: "Don't worry about the Pope's reception. Fortunately, this envoy is not as irritable and irritable as General Chen, so hurry up and send the message to the Vatican. Advise the Pope to remove the defenses and let the envoy go in..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of artillery fire came from the Chinese army.

They fired.

Not counting the Wanli ship, five hundred and four ship guns fired one after another, and the earth-shattering artillery fire resounded across the sea.

The commander swallowed, took off his helmet, stared blankly at the huge gunpowder smoke rising from the sea, and paused for a long time before continuing: "Prepare the boat, return it, I'll go by myself."

(End of this chapter)