Domineering Daming

The Papal State is not a country in the true sense. It is a religious country without an army. They are guards sent by various countries to protect the Pope, including Sweden, Spain, Frank and so on.

If the Ming Dynasty really went to war, perhaps even Rome would not be able to defend it.

Of course, at present, no country is willing to attack the Papal State, and that will become the target of public criticism.

Listening to Zhu Youjian's naked threats, Tang Ruowang could feel his anger, his face changed, and he said: "My lord, things are not that bad, even if the Pope doesn't welcome you, it won't affect your mission this time. Although the Papal State has great influence, they can't control Spain, Frank, they don't want to bloodbath the Papal State all the time..."

Tang Ruowang was obviously in a hurry to say such a thing.

Zhu Youjian looked at him and said, "If the Papal State doesn't do something radical, I won't order it."

Tang Ruowang felt more and more uneasy now, and said, "I will try my best to stop it. I hope the prince can restrain himself. There is no benefit in being an enemy of the church."

Zhu Youjian looked indifferent, did not speak, nor nodded.

Tang Ruowang left the manor full of uneasiness, and rushed to Rome again. He was going to meet the pope, and only the pope could prevent unnecessary conflicts, even wars.

Tang Ruowang left, and Feng Zhu and others walked in.

"My lord, with our combat power, we can fight a bloody road and escort the lord and father-in-law to the shore. As long as the fleet responds, we can leave the Mediterranean Sea safely." Aobai's tone was full of evil spirits, and he was very dissatisfied with being slighted.

There are only more than 50 of them now, but they carry quite a lot of firearms, which are enough to break through the guards arranged by the Pope. If they can reach the shore and board the ship, the Pope will have nothing to do, and no country will send them out. The Navy battles Ming.

Li Yizao shook his head, and said, "It's better not to tear your face if you can. Although the Pope's military strength is not strong, its appeal is not small. If it is not necessary, we still want a good result."

At this moment, Zhu Youjian's face was sinking like water, and his eyes were like an abyss.

Feng Zhu looked around at the few people, and said, "Don't rush to make a decision, the navy will arrive soon, let's scare them off first."

Trapped in a foreign country, isolated and helpless, everyone thought about it, and that was the only way to go.

At the same time, in the Papal State, Rome, inside a rather large church.

Several old men looked indifferent, divided into two groups, and were "confronting each other".From their attire they were all cardinals, the menacing kind.

"What's so great about the Ming people? They're just a group of barbaric poor people living in pain. Tang Ruowang has made no progress, which shows that they have been abandoned by God..."

"That's right, they are arrogant and ignorant. They don't know the glory of God. Of course they need to be taught enough, otherwise they won't be able to understand God's benevolence! How dare they stop the preaching and prevent us from spreading the glory of God in the East, and they don't know what to do!"

"That's right, as long as there are 1 people, the entire Ming Kingdom will definitely be conquered. At that time, God will have tens of millions of believers, and God's glory will shine throughout the east, and there will be no obstacles!"

"We are preaching, spreading God's mercy, not killing and making them despair. What God needs is piety, not despair and helplessness..."

"That's right, we don't know much about the East, but judging from the letters sent back, the East is full of gold and has a strict system and civilization. With our situation, we must not start a war..."

"Since the Ming Dynasty has a friendly and peaceful heart, we should respond with friendship and peace. We should take them into the city as soon as possible and arrange for the Pope to meet them. The Holy See must show enough friendship..."

"Of course I don't believe it. The Ming Kingdom is a land of heretics. They need to be baptized and must not be forgiven..."

"If you want to preach, you must let them understand that God also has anger..."

"They must be severely punished. They must not be allowed to enter the Holy City. The Holy See must unleash their fury to make them understand that they are not the people of God and cannot enter the Holy City!"

"By the way, what is Maidarzini doing? So many, where did they go? Does the Pope know about this?"

"Yes, this matter must be decided by the Pope, we have to meet the Pope!"

"I don't know which mistress Majdarzini is fooling around with. I heard that he bought another manor. I don't think he will show up in a short time!"

Two groups of cardinals were arguing, but in the end the "battle faction" had the upper hand and wanted to hand over the decision to the Pope. If the voice is loud, then the pope will most likely support the opinions of the "battle faction".

At the same time, in a rather luxurious manor not far from the city of Rome, Maidarzini was having fun with wine with his arms around a coquettish lady.

There are two middle-aged men on both sides of his lower head, who are also hugging a plump beautiful woman, with red faces and lewd eyes, and they are wearing the unique costumes of the archbishop.

Anyone who knows here will find that Majdarzini's arms are the wife of a governor of the Kingdom of Venice, and the other two are also women. The reputation of the three beauties is spread all over the world.

The wine was half full, and the three of them were drinking happily. A bishop raised his head, with an expression that everyone understands, and said, "Your Excellency, I heard that the envoys from Ming Dynasty have arrived, and those cardinals are already arguing." ..."

The other bishop trembled all over, as if he had just woken up, and immediately said: "Your Excellency, I heard that this Ming country is full of gold, so rich that we can't miss it. How can those old men in red clothes who have never preached know how to enjoy it?" , if they screw it up, we will lose a lot..."

Maidarzini groped for the governor's wife with one hand, and dangled the wine glass with the other. A sneer flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "The Pope is sick and is recuperating. Without my order, those cardinals even We can’t even see the Pope, just wait, there are a lot of gold and silver coming to us..."

Chapter 1211 Entering Rome

When the Holy See continued to dispute and the highest level kept secrets, Ming's fleet finally sailed into the vicinity of Rome slowly.

Daming's fleet is quite large, Hongwu is even more of a giant, standing silently in the sea, like a dormant monster.A fleet of nearly 100 ships is lined up on the sea near Rome, majestic and fortified.

This naturally caused a huge shock, and an unknown number of people were attracted from the city of Rome and the Papal State, and the crowd of onlookers increased rapidly.Naturally, it also includes people from the Holy See, which is an unpredictable threat to the Holy See.They had never seen such a neat and huge fleet, just outside the city of Rome.

News continued to spread to the Holy See in Rome, and the number of "Peacemakers" increased rapidly, which also aroused the anger of the Warfare faction.There is no one in charge of the Holy See now, and the two sides are in dispute. They have asked to see Pope Innocent X, but the Pope seems to be missing.They couldn't find it, and finally they had no choice but to look at Maidarzini.

Maidarzini did not give a formal decision, but gave a vague attitude, waiting for the Pope's final decision, and then don't disappear.

The Holy See does not mean that it can decide everything. Representatives from all over the world, including Spain, England, and the Netherlands, are very anxious now. They hope that the Holy See can accept the Ming Dynasty and maintain a friendly relationship.They are expanding overseas trade, and overseas they have huge profits that cannot be discarded.Therefore, they are very concerned about the prosperous Ming Dynasty and Asia, and hope to get the maximum profit from it.

Especially after seeing such a powerful fleet in the Ming Dynasty, everyone has their own ideas.

With the test of pressure from the envoys from various countries, the Holy See seemed to have a step down. They found an excuse and ordered people to go to the manor outside the city to invite Zhu Youjian and others to enter the city.

Overseas not far from Rome, Zheng Zhilong's fleet was arranged in a huge fan shape, with its guns fully opened, facing Rome, the city of Rome, and the Holy See in the distance.

Oquendo stood beside Zheng Zhilong, looking up at the direction of Rome, with a beard on his usually expressionless face, he looked at it for a while, and said: "General, you are not welcome here."

Ocundo's words were quite straightforward. Zheng Zhilong was born a pirate and had spent many days in Japan, so he is not surprised by such things.

He stretched out his left hand to touch the black cannon beside him, feeling the warmth on the muzzle.There was a sneer on his face calmly and he said: "General, why didn't you think about flattening this so-called Papal State, the city of Rome? We know that they have been riding on your heads. In our east, the monarch is higher than Everything, there is no so-called Pope, there is no so-called Holy See, our emperor does not need the approval of the Holy See, let alone their instructions."

The general of Oquendo did not call for nothing, he knew something about the Ming Dynasty, he blinked and said after a while: "We can do it in Spain, but I don't want to do it. The kings of a few countries did not get the pope's approval, and they ended up either being betrayed, overthrown, or burned to death."

In Zheng Zhilong's view, this is a fate, but he is very clear that this is just the result of the Holy See using its privileges to operate, and it is only effective for some small countries.For big countries like Spain, Frank, and England, even the Pope, the Holy See has to step back.

For example, Frank had a fight with the Pope before, but in the end the Holy See backed down, otherwise Frank would have countless ways to make the Holy See uncomfortable.

Zheng Zhilong rolled his eyes at Oquindo, with a cold light in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "If the general really fired at the city of Rome, what would you do?"

Ookundo reached out and touched his beard, blinked, looked up at the sky, and said, "The weather is bad recently, the fog is heavy, and the line of sight is not good. Maybe I didn't see it."

Zheng Zhilong showed a smile on his face. It is not a day or two for European monarchs to be dissatisfied with the Pope. If anyone can embarrass the Holy See, I believe King Philip IV of Spain will be very happy.

Looking at the blurred coastline in the distance, Zheng Zhilong ordered the fleet to display an offensive posture and slowly approach the city of Rome, bringing the shore into the range of artillery fire.This move shocked, frightened, and angered the city of Rome.At this time, Zhu Youjian and others quietly entered the city of Rome.

It was just an ordinary cardinal who greeted Zhu Youjian, accompanied by Tang Ruowang, a foreign bishop. war faction.Tang Ruowang had no right to speak in front of him at all.You can only occasionally give a hint in the eyes to make them cautious in their words and deeds.

The city of Rome is not the most developed city in Europe, but when it comes to dense population, it is definitely second to none.There are believers everywhere here, and everyone is watching Zhu Youjian who is sitting on the high carriage and overlooking the surroundings quite curiously.Many believers looked at him with friendly eyes and smiles.

The cardinal who greeted Zhu Youjian was not good at speaking, only when he saw a building occasionally, the statue enthusiastically praised the glorious God and the splendid history of Rome.The buildings here are generally small, not as grand and spacious as the buildings of the Ming Dynasty, and it gives people a rather petty feeling.