My British Empire

The return of the fortune-seeking fleet really made His Majesty the king very happy. This kind of happiness came from the heart, without any other emotions mixed in.

"I have seen all your contributions to the royal family. Your loyalty is enough to move anyone who meets you. Come, let us celebrate these heroes!"

Edward is wearing a proud dress today, with relatively few gold ornaments, which looks a bit plain. Compared with those nobles who are ostentatious and hang colorful feathers and silks, they seem to be poor nobles from the countryside.

But no one dares to ignore the stalwart figure of His Majesty the King. He is the master of the entire United Kingdom, controlling an autocratic monarch with a population of seven million. Every word and deed affects the lives and future of millions of people.

Including the single nobles and ladies with strong smiles on their faces, the moment His Majesty the King spoke, the deep love on their faces also immediately restrained.

Bending slightly, ears pricked up to listen, with a solemn look, as if the Mandarin words in front of them seemed to be the voice of instruction from God, making them all maintain a humble posture.

After staring at the people who were drinking and chatting, everyone fell silent. Edward glanced at the Elvis knight who led the entire fleet to attack the Songhai Empire with piercing eyes, and said with a sigh:

"And you, Knight Elvis, you are worthy of my lord's oath, you are loyal and dedicated to your lord, and you are meticulous in your responsibilities. You are a true knight!"

Following His Majesty's praise, the Elvis knight bowed his head in the audience, his face was red and he was in his thirties, but at this moment he seemed to be drunk, with his head lowered and the corners of his mouth wide open.

The male nobles, on the other hand, looked at him with eyes full of jealousy, biting their lips so badly, their eyes seemed to be capable of killing people.

The ladies, on the other hand, covered their smiles and secretly watched the proud knight, envious and admiring, as well as longing, they couldn't tell the difference.

Everyone in the audience knew that His Majesty the King would not praise people easily, but once he appeared, the person who was praised would be greatly rewarded.

Sure enough, His Majesty the King's blue eyes looked at the joyful Elvis knight, and he was going to add fuel to the fiery atmosphere at this celebration banquet.

"Knight Elvis—" a loud voice sounded.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Elvis hurriedly took a step forward, bending his waist even lower.

"In view of your outstanding contribution to the kingdom and the royal family, I, as the King of the United Kingdom of Great Britain, award you the Knight's Grand Cross of the United Kingdom!"

"And as a reward for your hard work, there is a thousand-acre ranch in Ireland waiting for you!"

After saying these words with a smile, Edward didn't even look at the nobles who were frequently sighing and surprised, and ignored the noble ladies whose eyes sparkled, and resolutely left.

The Knight Grand Cross is the highest title a soldier can obtain. In the entire United Kingdom, there are only a handful of people who have won it. For soldiers, it is a great honor and enough to make people proud for a lifetime.

Especially for nobles who regard reputation as their life, this is more precious than hereditary titles.

Therefore, after the celebration banquet, Knight Elvis was surrounded by a group of ladies wearing perfume, and the deep ravines seduced his eyes and shook his mind.

This trouble of happiness made him at a loss.

But at this very moment, three ships full of people and goods were headed for unknown seas against the wind and rain.

Fortunately, although there were no nautical charts, the experienced sailors sailed. After wandering for nearly six months, the time came to May 4th, 1565.

Three ships, one hundred and seventy people, came to a harbor without any danger, a harbor that had never been seen before.

The tall and dense trees are scrambling to grab the sun, and the countless branches and leaves are densely piled up, blocking the sun and the blue sky.

The sea surface has a slight salty smell, blowing the white and jade-like sandy beach, making the fruit-rich coconut trees shake slightly, as if admiring and sighing for this beautiful scenery.

But at this time, suddenly there were traces of pale green figures slowly moving into the sea, seemingly not paying attention to this beautiful scenery, and never turning their heads to look at it.

Seabirds landed on the beach from time to time, grabbed the eye-catching green on the beach like lightning, then flew high into the sky, screamed a few times to show their excitement, and then disappeared without a trace.

But on the beach, the group of destroying green moving objects one by one, Daidai is still moving, perseveringly implementing the tradition of thousands of years, facing the difficulties that are close at hand, but not shrinking back, continuing to move slowly and boldly crawling.

Of course, the gradual disappearance of their companions made them a little uneasy. Many of them were lingering in the cave, as if waiting for the hateful predators to disperse.

As time passed, it seemed that the flying predator still possessed amazing patience, constantly hovering in the sky.

At this time, suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the sky, and then a bird with blood stains fell from the sky, followed by hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, Gilbert, look how lucky I am, one pound, don't regret it!"

Three armed merchant ships docked slowly in this harbor, and the crew members on board also waded through the water one by one and came to the shore one after another.

As for the captain, Humphrey Gilbert, stared ahead with annoyed expression and opened his mouth wide, as if he couldn't believe the result.

And the stubble and wrinkled big man next to him, with a smile on his face, holding a matchlock gun in his hand, said in surprise.

"I have to say, Mr. John Smith, your luck is really good, I am not the one who lost this time, but God!"

In desperation, Gilbert reluctantly stuffed a golden pound into the big man's hand, his tone very dissatisfied.

"Who would have thought that an arquebus could really hit a bird. This proves that God is still on my side. Please don't complain!"

The big man John Smith raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly.

"Okay, John, if the captain hadn't been in a good mood now, you would have beaten you so hard that you couldn't get out of bed!"

On the side, a middle-aged man with glasses and a clean face came over and said softly.

"However, dear Captain, as far as I can see, this is a harbor that has never been developed, and it is impossible for the Spaniards to establish settlements here, so we are the first to enter here, please help Name this harbor!"

Ignoring the angry eyes of the old sailor, the man with glasses looked at the unwilling captain and said meticulously.

"What you said is also reasonable. Then, in order to thank His Majesty Edward for his support, as the first stop, let's call this place Edward Bay!"