I Am Louis XIV

"It's a pity that it was God who crowned me, not the people of England." William III said, regardless of the unpleasant look on the messenger's face, "I should be self-aware, right?" He took a deep breath: " Sorry, sir, I want to go back to the cabin so that no one sees me." After saying that, he went straight back to the room.

The messenger let out a silent laugh behind him - before William III even set foot in London, MPs were writing the Bill of Powers, a bill to limit the power of the monarch. Of course, Charles II or The Duke of York would never sign it, as they would be equivalent to puppets of Congress, but William III and his fiancée, Miss Mary, countersigned. One of them was a foreigner, the other a woman, and they both needed the support of Congress to ascend the throne and become king.

Let William III see it for himself. There is no doubt about his inheritance. He also has such ambition and talent, but now he has to accept the blackmail of the British, which makes him feel very bad, and he has to fight with They were in the same boat, especially when Charles II and the Duke of York - no, we should probably call him James II now - were still alive, each had spies and troops at their disposal, and once it was discovered that they had a claim to the throne If the third person appears in London, they will immediately turn their guns and get rid of William III.

"Wait until tomorrow..." William III sighed, lying on the small bed with his clothes on, and folded his hands on his chest. Although it was not comfortable at all, it still smelled of dampness and fishy smell - in order to cover up others' eyes and ears, they took a ride It was a fishing boat, but he knew that he should recharge his batteries in order to gain an advantage in subsequent escapes and battles.

But a sudden jolt dropped him on the wet deck.

William III immediately jumped up, grabbed the repeating gun that he never left behind, and leaned tightly against the porthole, "Mr. John!" He shouted the name of the messenger: "What happened? Yes Have you met pirates?" He heard someone running around, someone screaming, and someone cursing loudly. After hesitating for a moment, he put his eyes towards the gap in the porthole - like all distinguished guests, From his quarters on the poop, he could see the white smoke rising from the darkness and the flickering red firelight, but fortunately they were not on his ship.

One torch after another was lit, and William III saw the messenger. The red firelight could not hide his livid face. When he saw William III, he showed a bitter smile: "Ah, Your Highness," he said : "Not a pirate." But might as well be a pirate.

Jean Bart commanded his flagship to lie in front of the three-masted ship. While blowing a whistle, he raised the Golden Lily flag with his own hands. Even at night, under the moonlight, the Golden Lily was embroidered with pure gold and silver threads. The sun was still shining brightly with the human face, "Oh!" He also recognized William III at a glance. Who told him to have his portrait appear in galleries and newspapers?

The envoy and William III thought for a moment whether they could escape through deception or bribery, but the envoy shook his head first. The French fleet, although it was the smallest establishment, suddenly appeared in this The time appearing here... (Nowadays, people still try to avoid naval battles at night) means that their plan was ruined due to leaks, and since this general can be entrusted with important tasks by the king, he cannot be easily concealed or concealed. Being bribed.

The fire and smoke that William III saw before were just a warning from the French ship, forcing it to stop. Then the golden lily flags appeared on its front, rear, left and right, but even without this formation, the captain of the British fishing boat would not He wanted to escape. His ship was the most ordinary sailing three-masted ship. How could it compete with the speed of a French warship equipped with a steam turbine?

"Peng!" was louder than the previous bombardment. A long spiked springboard was put on the deck of the fishing boat, allowing Barr to transfer from his flagship to the small ship before he could walk to the British ship - he had to Knowing that the height of the flagship was almost twice that of the three-masted ship, the first ones to jump over briskly were his soldiers. With the help of their companions, they unloaded the British weapons one by one, from daggers to Musket, don't miss any place.

Then there was Jean Bart. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw unconcealable regret flashing across some people's faces. Of course, in novels and dramas, there is always a brave warrior who can defeat the enemy by kidnapping the enemy's leader. The situation became favorable to him, but Jean Bart was first a pirate and privateer, and then an officer. How could he do such a stupid thing?

"Mr. Wilhelm Hendrik van Orange." Jean Barr said. However, the fact that he was standing in front of William III showed that he had already spotted his prey. William III waved his hand to prevent the guards around him from coming forward - they may be the last people loyal to him: "It's me. .”

"Come with me." Jean Bart said.

"Where are you taking him?" the messenger shouted: "Sir, I am John..." There should be a long first name, surname and title after that, but Jean Bart just shook his head back, France The soldiers tied him up and gagged him, and they made the same arrangements for the others. William III watched them being sent into the cabin one by one, and suddenly a chill rose from the soles of his feet: "You... ..." He trembled his lips and asked: "Your Majesty the King...will not allow you to do this."

"You are wrong," Jean Bart said easily: "It is precisely because he wanted to do this that he asked me to come here." Because he wanted to execute a duke privately, and he might become the duke of the King of England, he could not Let Joseph do it - he is the grandson of the Duke of Vendôme and will also be the Duke of Vendôme in the future. We cannot let Villar do it. He is a serious and noble soldier. Alas, this does not mean that the king I think that Jean Bart is a despicable villain and can be assigned to do "dirty work" at will. It's just that Jean Bart is the most suitable. He was originally a pirate - to be honest, he has never been a good person. If you want to calculate what he has become The king's officer's previous crimes were not enough even if he was hanged a hundred times - so there would not be much psychological pressure. After all, for pirates, except for themselves and their companions, they are almost not human beings.

Sometimes companions cannot be counted as people.

"At least keep my guards!" William III shouted impulsively: "And those sailors! They don't know anything! Good people, you can send them to the slave ship or the quarry!"

Jean Bart had been staring intently at those people who seemed to have realized something and were struggling in vain. When he heard what he said, he turned his head and looked at this distinguished guest: "It's a pity," he said : "I promised my king that I would never let this matter become a dark spot in the sun."

William III opened his mouth and felt a fatal suffocation like a fish: "I am...his defeated general." No, it should be said that he had always failed miserably against the Sun King. He didn't understand why Louis XIV actually Will... do something that is completely inconsistent with his character and image, but he will definitely struggle until the last moment. His future is less than a hundred miles away from here, almost within reach... He originally thought that tomorrow, or Next year, he will become King of England.

"You may not be able to fight against my Majesty in this life," Jean Bart said cruelly and calmly. Before he came, Louis told him the origin of this mission in detail, so he was not affected at all. William III was moved: "Your hatred will be inherited by your heirs along with your crown. Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, they will once again brew into another hundred years of war. Therefore, even if you are unwilling, Your Majesty must Make this decision.”

He stopped talking. The situation on the ship was completely under control: "Come with me, sir, and don't embarrass yourself."

William III stepped onto the springboard. When he looked at the dark sea water under his feet, he even wanted to jump off. However, whether he was a Catholic or a Protestant, suicide was an unforgivable felony. He was holding on to a trace of luck. Since Jean Bart asked him to follow him - did he still have a chance? He knew that there was once a masked prisoner in the Bastille, even if he had to wear the mask forever and was not allowed to talk to anyone, write letters, or Do any communication and he is alive.

There is hope as long as there is life.

Until he saw the priest.

The priests came to give him the last sacraments and anointed him with oil. The poor man's face was pale. Although he tried his best to keep calm, he almost fainted. The reason why he almost fainted was because Just when he was about to fall, he heard the sound of a cannon. He immediately jumped up and rushed to the porthole. Jean Barr was startled, but he did not stop him.

William III's eyes reflected red light - perhaps those sailors, envoys and soldiers thought they could escape with luck, but as Jean Barr said, how could they allow Louis XIV's reputation to be damaged? After they pulled away, they shelled the fishing boat. Now, the three-masted ship was burning all over the waterline, but water was constantly entering below the waterline, and then sank. He could only pray that his attendants had been hit by cannonballs. If you tear it apart, you will not suffer the pain of being burned by fire or flooded by water.

"How are you going to kill me?" he asked. The previous fear seemed to disappear in just a moment, perhaps because he knew that there was no room for change.

"There is a sand island not far from here," Jean Bart said. "In the future, His Majesty the King will let people build a monastery on it."

"It seems that I also want to thank your Majesty." William III said sarcastically.

What made him want to laugh even more was that they actually arrived at the sand island when the sun was first rising. Sand Island was the name of the pirates, which meant an island made of accumulated gravel with almost no vegetation. Judging from the color of the sand and rocks, it is possible that it is often flooded. Only pirates will remember it and use it to deport crew members and bury treasures. It is almost impossible for merchant ships and military ships to discover it, and they will not board it if they find it. Going to the island - pointless.

The sun shone on William III's body. Even without a mirror, he could guess the golden light shining on his head based on the heat. As the messenger said, it was like being crowned by God. He staggered a few steps and found Jean Bart waiting for him. He burst out laughing suddenly, and Jean Bart looked at him calmly. He had seen a lot of death, all kinds of things, "Are you going to do it yourself, or shall I do it?"

"Ah, it turns out you are still the executioner." William III said: "I can't commit suicide. Sir, are you going to use a knife or a musket?"

"The musket," said Jean Bart, "quickly, sir, will not hurt you."

William III murmured a few words, but Jean Barr didn't hear it clearly and didn't care. He turned behind William III, aimed at the back of his neck and shot him. This was tested by doctors. If it is aimed at a hard person, The bullet may embed in the bone or ricochet. Although William III was an enemy, he did not have much interaction with Jean Bart. He did not hate or despise him. To Jean Bart, this was just a case. It just requires more careful work.

William III fell down at the sound. As Jean Bart said, death came unexpectedly, and he even had a twisted smile on his face.

"Ah," Jean Bart said to himself, "you almost killed a king."

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"He has killed a king!" shouted Charles II!

He stood up from his seat and smashed the doctor's head with his cane. The doctor was crying and running, begging anyone for help. The problem was that he was now in the Prince of Wales's chamber, surrounded by kings and kings. How could they disobey the king's will? Even though the queen, who had always been kind and generous to him, could only remember crying next to the bed.

But we don’t know whether this emotionless wailing was because of the loss of his son, or whether he was trying to escape the wrath of Charles II.

When the royal doctor fell at her feet with a bloody head, she even remembered to pull up her skirt to prevent it from being stained by blood. Although as the queen of England, she was entitled to a new set of clothes every day, but... She lowered her head and hid her face so that Charles II would not notice that she had no trace of sadness.

The queen also loved this child, but this child - perhaps as the priests said, a gift from the devil will only make people fall into endless distress and sorrow. He is weak, always sick, and mentally slow... He is a child that is difficult to like, except for his father, Charles II, but Charles II said that he liked this child. It is better to say that this child stabilized his throne and allowed him to get rid of the thorn in his side—— That is, the Duke of York, now James II, his biological brother.

Charles II's anger finally dissipated after the doctor swallowed the last breath of air. He looked gloomily at everyone in the room, thinking about whether the death of the crown prince could be concealed. After he and the Duke of York The battle is coming to an end, both sides are exhausted, and they are just waiting for someone to make a mistake. He must not lose points in terms of heirs.

The only good thing is that the Duke of York doesn't have a son yet.

"You must be pregnant, Queen," he croaked.

"But... Your Majesty," the Queen whispered carefully, "I am not pregnant."

"I know!" Charles II shouted furiously! "But I need you to get pregnant! Now, Queen, now! Tell the people that we have a new heir!"