Chapter 240 House Leakage Meets Continuous Night Rain
These people may have originally thought of gathering more people to strengthen their momentum and force the government to agree to their conditions.
But when they took Norwich, the whole thing turned around, from a petition to a rebellion.
For rebellion, all rulers can think of only one word - repression.
The house leak happened to rain overnight, and just as Edward was about to send out the guards to attack, news came from the west of England that there was a great rebellion in Devonshire and Cornwall because of the prayer book, sweeping across the country. Devon and Cornwall, with a lot of momentum.
In the final analysis, this rebellion was still because of Edward.
The previous part said that our Majesty the King continued to carry out religious reforms, and promulgated the "Second Book of Public Prayer", ordering all priests to conduct religious activities in accordance with the new Book of Public Prayer.
And all of this, for conservatives, it can also be said that for faithful Catholics, this is unforgivable, it is a bad act of betraying God, and it is a heresy.
Sometimes a heretic is worse than a heretic.
Not at that time, everyone would not know the persistence of Europeans in faith.
For a belief, the French Calvinists and Catholics fought a civil war for 30 years, with countless massacres, which directly led to the demise of a French Valois dynasty and the establishment of the Bourbon dynasty.
Under the guidance of a young priest in Devonshire, the angry and ignorant people raised their shovels and wooden rakes to stage a large-scale uprising, and their goal was directed at London.
Moreover, this rebellion spanned a wider range, involving Devonshire and Cornwall, and received the response of Catholics, reaching tens of thousands of people.
More importantly, the target of this uprising is London, that is, King Edward of England, which has to make our Majesty the King terrified.
The fighting power of fanatics should not be underestimated, even if they are all composed of farmers, but the fighting power can be said to be one heaven and one underground.
Besides, for the sake of faith, those fanatics said that they might not directly kill His Majesty the King.
And the peasant uprising led by Robert Kate, like all peasants at the time, was short-sighted and delusional.
They will not have the Chinese impulse to become kings, but like the peasants at this time, expecting to negotiate with the king, they wrote a letter to London, expressing their request, which is compromised and weak.
Regarding this, Edward decided that the biggest threat at present is the uprising from the west of England.
One is to kill oneself, and the other is to negotiate conditions with oneself, it is an individual's choice.
"Emma—" Edward put down the letter in his hand, and called out the door anxiously.
"Your Majesty!" Emma heard His Majesty's hoarse voice in the room, got up urgently, opened the door, bent down, panting, and replied to the king with a thumping chest.
"Now cancel all the appointments, immediately go and inform the Knight Alexander of the Guards to come here to see me, act immediately—"
The room was a little dark, and Emma couldn't see His Majesty's face clearly, but from the different tone of voice, he could still feel that His Majesty's mood was more anxious now, and something bad must have happened.
"Follow your order—" the girl vibrato replied.
Emma lifted the corners of her skirt with both hands, performed a lady's salute, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard His Majesty's words again,
"Wait—" Edward looked at the plump body opposite, thought for a while, and continued: "Send someone to inform the Earl of Wellington and ask him to come see me immediately!"
"Yes!" Emma nodded quickly and said, "But, Your Majesty, the Marquess of Edinburgh is not in London now, but in Edinburgh. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it for a while!"
Hearing this sentence, Edward patted his forehead. He had already gone to Edinburgh, and the distant water could not save the nearby fire. Now he regrets that he canonized Edinburgh.
England has too few generals, Edward sighed inwardly.
Duke Edward and Earl of Warwick were considered good generals, but their current identities are not suitable for commanding the army, which is a bit difficult.
"Go, send a letter to the Marquis of Northampton, asking him to summon the militia in Northampton and the nearby counties, and go to Norwich immediately. For those mobs, we should mainly contain them and supplement them with encirclement and suppression! Don't act rashly!"
Edward pondered for a while, and the closest and most suitable one is the Marquess of Northampton, the younger brother of the former Queen Catherine, William Parr.
First of all, his title can suppress the local militias, and he is a new nobleman with too little qualifications, so it is impossible to control those militias and rebel.
Moreover, the fighting power of the militia is much higher than that of the mob, so the requirements for the general's ability do not need to be too high.
Besides, the relationship between Edward and Queen Catherine is not bad, so it is not bad to give credit to His Excellency the Marquis.
While the girl looked at the young king's pensive appearance, her eyes gradually focused on his face, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and her fair face was flushed.
"Emma? What are you doing?"
After thinking about it, Edward looked at the **** girl and reminded her.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'll go right away!"
Interrupted by Edward's voice, Emma lowered her head, turned around in embarrassment, and left quickly.
Regarding this, Edward shook his head, not paying attention.
Soon, Knight Alexander walked in front of Edward with graceful steps, wearing a white cloak, and saluted Edward gracefully.
I have to say, watching the knight Alexander's salute is really a wonderful experience!
Sitting on the chair, Edward was a little lost in thought.
"Get up! My Mr. Knight, come and see these!"
As he spoke, Edward moved forward a secret letter on the table that had been sent from Devonshire and Cornwall by the blood blade, motioning him to take a look.
Seeing this, Knight Alexander took a step forward, picked up the envelope and looked at it, his handsome face slowly frowned, which made Edward feel a little distressed.
Phew! Pooh! I'm not gay, I'm not gay, Edward kept thinking.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to lead the army to quell the chaos?"
After reading the letter, Knight Alexander raised his head, looked at Edward, and asked softly.
"Yes, Mr. Knight, I think these mobs are just a piece of cake for you!"
"Besides, the guards also need to see blood. If you keep training, it won't do any good!"
Edward looked indifferent, and said softly, his tone was full of confidence in him, which moved Alexander's heart.
"Since you trust me so much, then I will definitely not let you down, please wait for my good news!"
Alexander's face was a little moved, his eyes were fixed for a moment, and he said firmly.
(end of this chapter)
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