Mary Su Stuart

Sixtus V, who became Pope in 1585, has been working hard to revitalize Catholicism all day long.He sleeps very little, and he has a bad appetite; all he has on his mind is how to get rid of the heresies that continue to invade Europe, including but not limited to Muslims; Lin;; Lin and various sects of Protestants...

He was born in a poor family and had practiced for many years before he climbed to a high position. He was surrounded by many poor and rich relatives.These relatives have their own friends, and they have built a big circle of clan lords for him, so he has to spend more time to balance the interests of all parties.

His predecessor had confiscated noble estates under the pretext of religion, but he gradually put the brakes on it.Persuaded by his relatives and friends, he also reluctantly tolerated some secular powerful people's meddling in the church's assets-represented by the King of France and the Queen of Britain.Now, his compromise seems to have paid off: the couple who are willing to send troops to help him suppress the Ottomans who are rampant in the Mediterranean are really commendable.

Sixtus prayed all day long, thanking God... Finally, in the summer of 1587, he heard the news that the United Fleet had assembled in Marseille, France, and would sail to the Italian ports for supplies, and finally set sail from Messina for the expedition.

"Great!" On his wrinkled face, there was the most pious and compassionate smile. "God bless!"

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"May God bless you!"

Mary stood at the pier of the port of Marseille, listening to the loud prayers around her, and watching the warship sailing away, she felt mixed feelings in her heart.

After planning and preparing for so many years, it is finally time to start.

In the original history, regardless of Britain and France, the target of the deadly bite during this period should be Spain.When France was deeply involved in the religious war, it did not forget to form an alliance with the distant Ottomans to help the nearby Netherlands and add chaos to Philip II.England was even more brutal, sneaking up on cargo ships in the Atlantic Ocean, and directly sending troops to the lowlands, which made the opponent intolerable, and sent an invincible fleet to "punish the Protestant heresy queen"...

But Mary changed all that.England has largely restored the old religion, and France has also avoided a long-term civil war. The two sides are not only helping each other, but also working towards unification and integration.However, facing the unanimous enemy Spain, the "two countries" are more cautious-there is no religious excuse, and they are reluctant to pay too much on the Netherlands issue.The other party is also cautious and unwilling to use force easily.

Such a stalemate in the Cold War and occasional harassment of each other is actually in line with Mary's original intention.However, hoping that her daughter would not lose her father's "due" inheritance rights, and looking forward to the unification of the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, she finally decided to try to "create external conflicts" and take the initiative to "provoke provocations" to add more weight to the future.

What a big adventure.Because doing so would completely break away from her knowledge of sixteenth-century Western Europe in her previous life.From Mary as a monarch, she always feels confident when trying to reverse the domestic situation from the perspective of future generations (in reality, she seems to have done well).But now, she "actively" intervenes in the international situation and shakes the existing pattern. Faced with more and more variables, she will inevitably breed uncontrollable fear.

Fortunately, she has laid down various foundations in the past few decades.Even if the result was not satisfactory this time, she thought to herself that she could bear it.

If you are willing to gamble, you must admit defeat—no, it should be "do your best and obey the destiny".There is no need to be pessimistic, maybe, God will continue to favor her, this Mary Su time-traveling girl.

Mary took a deep breath.Alas, in order to manage the French court temporarily relocated to Marseille (on tour), she regrets that she cannot visit Rome with her husband and eldest daughter this time, let alone go to the front line to witness the sea wars of this era...

Her dear François, and Vivienne, must be safe and well.

Mary closed her eyes slightly, and made a standard sign of the cross on her chest.Matilda next to her also imitated her mother and prayed for her father and sister again.

And a pair of father and daughter who are worried about by their wives/mothers, the respected King of France and the noble Princess of Wales, two powerful and pious "pilgrims", are expected to arrive in Messina by boat and cooperate with the cardinal. After holding a grand farewell ceremony for the warriors, they will go to Rome to meet the Pope and pray for the Christian warriors who will fight the pagans at sea.

As for the joint fleet "under their name", it will be fully supplied in various places in Italy, including but not limited to funds provided by the Holy See and Venice, ships and sailors donated by Genoa and Naples-and the Spaniards more than ten years ago The treatment here is not much different.However, this fleet has been carefully built, and it is obviously better than the "Holy Alliance" of the past.

The main battle force of the United Fleet is the heavy-duty light galleons built by Hawkins and modified by Hawkins. Most of them are made in Britain, and a few are produced in Marseilles.They are obviously more flexible and maneuverable than the Galese warships that were once famous for the Lepanto naval battle, and they are completely powered by sails, completely abandoning their dependence on oarsmen.There are no less than [-] cannons installed on each ship, and they are mainly deployed on both sides of the ship. It can be said that regardless of the cost, the materials of the Sussex Cannon Foundry in England are almost used up. Mary, who is "superstitious about long-range attacks", even emptied her family, equipped her officers and soldiers with a large number of matchlock guns, and tried to shoot the enemy from a distance, wishing that the boarding battle would completely become "history".

Such a fleet is armed to the teeth, but the commander-in-chief is not some well-known celebrity, but Mary's "great loyal minister" Boswell.He was over fifty years old, had only commanded a "small" sea arrest operation, and actually lacked experience.Fortunately, his two lieutenants, Hawkins and Drake, are well-known pirates of the royal family, with ruthless means, cunning and cunning, worthy of great responsibility.Well, the voice of the hostess Mary is: The three of them are similar in level of hooliganism, and the match is not bad.

At the moment, Francois, who is still in a relaxed mood, and Boswell, who actually complained about him, are chatting on the deck: "...Since the Battle of Lepanto, everyone has gradually understood that hooking an enemy ship The technology of hand-to-hand combat after boarding a ship is already behind, and long-range firearm suppression, especially bombardment, is an advanced method of warfare; as far as you know, has the Ottoman Legion improved in this regard over the years?"

Boswell was very disdainful of the enemy. "They are stubborn and conservative. It is said that they still formed a galley brigade a few years ago; they can continue to bully the Venetians, probably because of their numbers and the fact that their opponents are too weak."

Francois said: "It is not appropriate to underestimate the enemy. The Venetians actually have a high level of technology and tactics. They have operated in the Eastern Mediterranean for many years and have a clear understanding of the environmental conditions everywhere. Besides, our combined fleet still needs a lot of them. Leading the way and supporting them together.”

The king spoke the truth.Boswell reluctantly pretended to be a little respectful, and agreed.At this time, Vivienne came over with a big skirt, and complained to her father, "This is a warship. Last time I boarded a ship in Scotland, my mother clearly allowed me to wear trousers to facilitate my activities..."

Francois looked helpless. "You also know that it is in Scotland, a place where a man still wears a skirt, doesn't care about the strange eyes of other nations, and comes as he finds it convenient. Now you are in the Mediterranean Sea, in the cradle of ancient Roman civilization; I I hope you try to follow Catholic 'traditional etiquette' and don't provoke the aging Pope in Rome."

Yes, yes, the Bible says, "A woman shall not wear what a man wears"... Vivienne was a little depressed. "I heard that Denmark's express law requires that 'women and pigs cannot board warships', but I can stand here. Joan of Arc, the hero of Orleans who saved France, would not show herself as a woman in armor. Those old rules, Shouldn't it be broken gradually?"

Her father sighed: "Dear Vivienne, I think it will take more time to break this old tradition. You already have more freedom and rights than others, and you should not complain. You can learn from your mother , using various means to strive for and change slowly.”

Vivienne also wanted to sigh, she was "slowly" fighting for it.But right now, my father is unwilling to accept the offer, and I have no good idea...

François patted his daughter on the shoulder. "Besides, our fleet has not yet entered the battle. You and I, the goal is not to fight on the front line. The king and prince have their own important responsibilities, you must bear in mind."

Well, responsibility."Cruising" with the fleet and going to Rome to pray for blessings is her "important responsibility" and "important goal" as the eldest heir of the king—otherwise, she might as well stay in Marseille with her mother to discuss the so-called What about the "telescope".

Vivian pursed her lips.She wanted to struggle again. "My dear father, I feel that there are many ways to become a crown prince approved by the Pope. What if I want... to always move with the United Fleet and continue east instead of going to Rome?"

Bold and capricious!Francois was dumbfounded.Well, the eldest daughter was obviously very stable and sensible in the past, why is she so, how should I put it, so presumptuous now?

His Majesty the King almost forgot that his "fiancée" used to act recklessly.He and his eldest daughter have only improved to a higher level under the long-term nurturing and pampering of their mother.

"No." Francois sternly refused. "The future king should strive to be the head of the kingdom and guide the people with his wisdom; instead of waving his slender arms and rushing blindly to the battlefield regardless of the consequences of taking risks."

Saying "not allowed" so beautifully, so grandly... Vivian was a little frustrated, and secretly glanced at her arm.Very slender?She is the most diligent woman in the entire court, much better than her mother and younger sister who are tired after exercising for a while.

Boswell has been listening in on the conversation between the two men.Glancing at the father and then at the daughter, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: the king hinted that the princess was thin, but the princess looked a little stronger than him (illusion, my lord, the male S size is comparable to the female L size), and her skin color was not as good as his pale……

Boswell also "watched" this Francois II "grow up". Hmph, how could he not know that he was weak and sick when he was young, and he had to go to recuperate every now and then; Also committed an "asthma" disease.Oops, the time spent at sea this time is extraordinarily long. After all his running around, there won't be any problems, right?

Good spirits, bad spirits—Boswell soon regretted his wild thinking.The next day, the King of France suddenly developed a stomach upset.Afterwards, his symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea gradually worsened.He was even carried off the ship on the day the fleet finally arrived in Messina.The war has not yet started, the noble monarch behind the United Fleet is about to fall, it is really unlucky!

Under Vivienne's scorching gaze, the military doctor's head was covered with sweat, and he really wanted to cry: bloodletting is not allowed, let alone enema, food from other places may interfere, but the secret palace recipe "rehydration salt" that the princess mentioned is really difficult to prepare!The commander-in-chief of the fleet, Boswell, also asked: "What is the difference between this salt water and sea water?"

Vivian was worried. "If you really can't do it, my mother once said that fresh apple juice can be substituted; other places say that there is no reserve, and you should be able to find it here in Messina..."

"Yes, yes, this place must meet your needs." The local reception civil servant nodded and bowed.

"Then get ready!" Vivienne said anxiously.

"Your Highness, there is another way. I heard that François I suffered from dysentery," another military doctor who came to offer advice lowered his voice, "Uh, at that time, the Ottoman emperor had a good relationship with him... so he sent A Turkish physician, who is said to have cured that man with yoghurt..."

sour milk?Vivien tried to recall Mary's teachings in the past, and seemed to have said that "the special microorganisms in yogurt may be beneficial to intestinal movement."She immediately ran to ask her father: Are you willing to try this "remedy"?

"Then... get some to try." The king on the sickbed said softly.

God bless Your Majesty!After several days of tossing around the city of Messina and trying all kinds of methods, François finally showed signs of recovery-although slowly, it was definitely not life-threatening.At the same time, the Venetians rushed over and brought an urgent message to the United Fleet anchored here——

The Ottomans heard that the Christian Alliance Navy was coming to attack and decided to strike first.They assembled a large army and headed north from the port of Lepanto, and they have already gone to besiege Corfu Island under the control of Venice!

In the event that Corfu falls, Venice will have one less Mediterranean military base, and it will be even more difficult to deal with them in the future!

Boswell was impatient. "These cunning fellows!"

Tomorrow was originally the day of the official expedition.Because the King of France was seriously ill for a time, no one dared to mention it for the time being.Now that he appears to be out of danger, the significance of the situation in Corfu becomes apparent.The magistrate of Messina and the cardinal then came to ask for instructions: What is the fleet going to do?

"Your Majesty thinks that we should leave quickly, on the premise of sufficient supplies!" Vivienne said loudly. "Although it is inconvenient for His Majesty to get up for the time being...I asked, and he agreed that I would temporarily replace him in the farewell ceremony hosted by the bishop."

Okay.Boswell followed suit. "Alright, the battle situation cannot be delayed now. Let's hurry up and prepare, and try to set sail as originally planned, just one day later!"

The mobilization order was quickly spread out, and the officers and soldiers were all excited.Finally, one step closer to killing the enemy!Oh, the Combined Fleet believes in "destroying the enemy with long-range fire"; let them, then, blow the heads of those heretics with their guns!

Because the voyage was rushed than expected, the commander-in-chief Boswell didn't have a good temper with the adjutants, and he kept yelling "here", "there" and "be quick".When he was in a state of desperation, someone happened to make trouble for him, and he was someone he could hardly refuse!

Vivienne of Valois-Stuart solemnly made a request to the fleet commander: "My lord, I hope that after tomorrow's farewell ceremony, I can go out with the fleet."

Boswell felt his jaw drop. "Your Highness...you are too abrupt."

Vivienne was dressed in military uniform, holding a firecracker, and her voice was full of confidence. "My lord, you have also seen that because my father fell ill suddenly, morale was a little low. And this time, no matter how fast the voyage is, it will take a few days to reach Corfu Island. The rush and bumpy journey may also affect everyone's emotions. Adverse effects. I think, at that time, I may be able to encourage them as the heir of the king."

Boswell retorted: "No, my lord. It is always considered unlucky for a woman to set foot on a warship—even if you dress like a man. I am worried that it will have the opposite effect..."

"I'm not an ordinary woman, I'm the future queen." Vivian raised her voice slightly. "I am not a powerless inner court princess. I have participated in the "drill" of the United Fleet in Scotland-you know, those officers and men should have seen it. I can understand the combat spirit of the United Fleet, and I know how to Unleash the full power of firearms, and I'm not afraid to prove it to them on the spot!"

What a "future queen", what a proud tone!Boswell was taken aback.In an instant, he recalled the days when he accompanied Queen Mary on a tour in Edinburgh many years ago.That woman, on the surface, seems to be more rational and calm than her daughter, but in essence, the flame of radical romance is also burning in her heart...

He thought of Francis II lying on the hospital bed again.This rebellious princess must have acted without telling her father.Funny, so funny.For a moment, he suddenly looked forward to seeing how the weak and dignified king would be so distorted by his daughter's anger that he would lose his demeanor...

The corner of Boswell's mouth turned up. "Your Highness, what a crazy idea you have. Fortunately, your most loyal lord fully understands your urgency. Since our joint fleet has unparalleled powerful equipment and absolutely reliable security; then As the commander-in-chief of the fleet, on the premise that I am confident that I can protect you unscathed, I agree with your suggestion, and I am willing to follow your instructions..."

Vivian bit her lip. "Thank you, loyal and respectable Sir. However, until the flagship 'Queen' leaves the port, we must temporarily keep this decision a secret, especially not to let it irritate His Majesty who is slowly recovering."

The author has something to say: Boswell: Don't guess my little thoughts.

François: What a pair of lunatics, how could you do this!Vivienne, are you going to piss off the old father?

Vivian (flattering): Your Majesty, please listen to the clarion call of my triumphant return~

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