My British Empire

These people may have originally wanted to gather more people to strengthen their momentum and force the government to agree to their conditions.

But as soon as they took Norwich the whole nature of the matter was reversed, from petition to 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.

As said in the previous section, His 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 Catholic faithful believers, this is unforgivable, it is a bad act of betraying God, and it is a heresy.

Sometimes a heretic is worse than a heretic.

If it was not at that time, everyone would not know the persistence of Europeans in faith.

For one 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.

Led by a young priest in Devonshire, the angry and ignorant people raised their shovels and rakes in a large-scale uprising, and their goal was directed at London.

Moreover, the rebellion spanned a wider range, involving Devonshire and Cornwall, and was echoed by 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 cannot be underestimated, even if they are all composed of farmers, but the fighting power can be said to be one heaven and one underground.

Moreover, 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 that time, was short-sighted and delusional.

They will not have the impulse of the Chinese 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.

In this regard, Edward decided that the biggest threat at present is the uprising from the west of England.

One is to want my own life, and the other is to negotiate conditions with myself, 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.

"Reject all the appointments now, and immediately notify the Knight Alexander of the Guards to come here to see me, and act immediately——"

The room was a bit dim, 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 trembled.

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 Earl 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, but in Edinburgh. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in a while!"

Hearing this sentence, Edward patted his forehead. He had already gone to Edinburgh, and the far water could not save the near fire. Now he regretted that he canonized Edinburgh.

There are too few generals in England, and Edward couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Originally, Duke Edward and Earl of Warwick were considered good generals, but their current identities are not suitable for controlling the army, which is a bit difficult.

"Go, send a letter to the Marquis of Northampton, asking him to summon the militiamen in Northampton and the nearby counties, and go to Norwich immediately. For the mob, 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 militia, and he is a new nobleman with too little qualifications, so it is impossible to control those militia and rebel.

Moreover, the combat effectiveness 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.

Moreover, the relationship between Edward and Queen Catherine is not bad, so it is not bad to give credit to His Excellency the Marquis.

And the girl looked at the young king's pensive appearance, her eyes gradually focused on his face, she didn't know what she was thinking, and her fair face was flushed.

"Emma? What are you doing?"

After Edward finished thinking, he looked at the nympho 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.

In this regard, Edward shook his head, not paying attention.

Soon, the Alexander knight walked in front of Edward with graceful steps, wearing a white cloak, and saluted Edward gracefully.

I have to say that watching the salute of the knight Alexander 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 by the blood blade from Devonshire and Cornwall, 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.

Pooh! Pooh! I'm not gay, I'm not gay, Edward kept thinking.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to lead an 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 you any good!"

Edward's face was calm, and he said softly, his tone was full of confidence in him, which moved Alexander's heart.

"Since you trust me so much, 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 decisively.