Chapter 564: The storm is coming

Chapter 564 The storm is coming

Philip II of Madrid felt like he was about to explode.

The most quintessential part of the Netherlands, the Northern Netherlands region, not only allowed Edward VI to become the governor, but also continued to upgrade and become king, only one month apart, one month apart.

This is a naked (luo) slap in the face.

The Netherlands has been the traditional territory of the Habsburg family for more than 100 years. It has continued to transfuse blood for the Habsburg family and established the Habsburg family's hegemony in Europe. It is extremely important for the Spanish government that is currently on the verge of bankruptcy. important.

"Go, call all the ships, and let those barbaric Englishmen really try the power of the Habsburg family!"

At this moment, Philip II could no longer care about Edward VI as his brother-in-law, and he could no longer control the noisy Ottoman Empire. He took it all on the English, and it was their choice to cede land and pay compensation.

As the queen and the eldest princess of England, Mary Tudor just hugged her son Charlie, who was also the crown prince of Spain, and stayed quietly without saying a word.

Choosing between her younger brother and her husband, Mary chose to sit on the sidelines without hesitation, waiting for the final result.

Now she is thinking in her heart that if England loses in the end, she will intercede and reduce England's losses a little.

Bowing her head and looking at her son, Mary suddenly had a strong desire in her heart to let England be defeated, regardless of the loss of her younger brother. After all, the Netherlands is so rich, it is better to leave it to her son.

At this moment, not only the Spaniards, but even the Portuguese also believed that England's victory in this battle was relatively small.

"Your Excellency, it seems that the provocative actions of the English have annoyed Spain, and the English are in danger!"

Queen Catherine heard that the Spaniards were acting aggressively, as if she wanted to really teach the English a lesson, instead of stopping as much as before.

"That's good, the English were so over the top a while ago, this is their due punishment!"

Queen Catherine of Portugal looked at her husband's younger brother, archbishop Enrique in red, with the corners of her mouth raised, and said with some relief.

"You can't say it like that!" Archbishop Enrique frowned, and lost the joy he had just heard the news. At this moment, he remembered what the Englishman said in his ear:

Spain's navy has no rivals throughout Europe. Only Portugal and England can subdue it a little bit and cooperate with each other to get rid of the bullying of the Spaniards.

The two countries are like human teeth and lips. In winter, they rely on each other. Without lips, the teeth will be hungry, cold and hurt.

"Your Majesty, although the English are barbaric and shameless, our country has some alliances with England, and we cannot renege on them at will. This will harm the interests of Portugal!"

His Excellency the archbishop's gray beard trembled, and he said in a deep voice.

"Since you think so, bishop, then invite the English envoy! Specifically, we still need to know!"

The Queen Mother sighed, and then said softly.

"When did an envoy from England come to see me, why didn't I know?" His Excellency the Archbishop was startled, he felt that his rights were no longer perfect.

The result is self-evident.

After the English spent a lot of economic benefits and money, they obtained the Portuguese's agreement to abide by the covenant.

Normandy, Rouen.

Since the occupation of Normandy, the Knights of Alexander have sat in the capital of the Duchy of Normandy, guarding the territory for the king and the United Kingdom.

And Edward finally announced loudly with confidence that he is the real Duke of Normandy and enjoys all the rights in the territory.

Governor's Mansion, the handsome Governor received a message from London, traveled across the ocean, and finally arrived.

"Come here, let all the officials come to the meeting!"

A hint of excitement flashed across Knight Alexander's face. As a knight, he was still not used to sitting in an office, but wanted to go to the battlefield to experience the excitement of blood and killing.

"Your Excellency!" (Everyone said in unison)

"Everyone, I called everyone here to find out whether the combat effectiveness of the 8,000 soldiers currently staying in Normandy has declined?"

"Your Excellency, not at all!" Everyone said loudly again, full of momentum.

"Okay, I hope what you said is true!" Alexander nodded and said, "In a few days, I will check it out myself!"

"Dear Your Excellency Governor, do you have any important tasks recently?" A more clever general rolled his eyes and asked softly and in a humble tone.

"Of course, there have been more accidents recently, so here, everyone must make preparations in advance!"

"What about the militiamen?" Your Excellency the governor turned his head again and asked the militia leader on the side.

"At present, there are 15,000 militiamen in Normandy, all of whom are disciplined and trained strictly. They are worthy of a battle!"

Normandy cannot be defended with only 8,000 soldiers. What is needed is the help of the locals, that is to say, the leading party.

Not so, Alexander paid half of the salary according to the level of English soldiers.

So, 15,000 militiamen have been established, and the training is also good. Although it is not very good, it is not bad compared with other soldiers.

"Okay, everyone is getting ready recently, a big task will be handed over to everyone, and a government order will be issued at that time!"

With 20,000 people, it should be possible to embrace the southern Netherlands and the complete Netherlands.

This is the real credit.

Alexander thought happily this time.

While in Portsmouth, Hawkins, who has received His Majesty's attention, is supervising the crew's construction of the ship, and by the way, get a closer look at the specific structure of the ship and learn more about it.

"Sir, at present, the production of such ships is relatively fast, and a batch of ships can be harvested in about a few months, which is simple and easy!"

Although Hawkins supervised the production of the ship, he didn't know much about the progress. He nodded when he heard that the time span was okay.

"Speed ​​up production as soon as possible. If there is not enough manpower, you can recruit people as soon as possible. Don't be stingy with money, and encourage everyone to speed up!"

Hawkins' head hurts when he thinks of His Majesty's entrustment.

New ships that have just been launched require rapid power generation, orderly training, and formation of combat effectiveness.

Moreover, it is necessary to monitor the production of ships and try to produce more ships before the war.

"Recruited, recruited, join the Royal Navy, three pounds a month!"

"Twenty pounds for settlement. Anyone else?"

In the pubs and restaurants in the United Kingdom, such news is endless.

(end of this chapter)