I Am Louis XIV

  Chapter 104 The City Entry Ceremony of Dunkirk (5)

The fire cave under the church was not excavated by the people who wanted to assassinate the king in the past few days. This is impossible. It was originally under the church. Dunkirk and many nearby nobles passed by the priest. After being concocted and hanging here, this tradition has been going on for hundreds of years, and no one knows how it started, but as time passed, the bones accumulated, the underground tomb became deeper and wider, and finally the entire nave are almost floating.

The reason for this detailed explanation is because I want to tell you that this fire cave is nearly nine feet from the ground, that is to say, it is impossible to jump or climb up. Fortunately, a few did not fall. The soldiers who entered the fire cave and Darameez desperately tried to find water or a ladder, but in order to accommodate enough people, there were no benches here. Darameez looked around anxiously, and finally his eyes fell on him. On the altar - in accordance with tradition, a large wooden cross hangs on the wall of the semi-circular chamber of St. Martin's Cathedral, on which **** is hung with a twisted body, with compassionate eyes watching the flames and the unfortunate victims.

Dallamiz made an unexpected act, he drew a cross on his chest, then muttered two words like forgive me, pushed the sacristy table under the cross, and then forcefully He shook the cross that was tall enough for two people. The soldiers below thought he was crazy at first, but then two or three daring people climbed on the sacristy table and pushed the cross with him, and some even drew long swords. , prying the fixing nails, it seems that there are priests condemning their blasphemous behavior, but Daramiz doesn't care.

When Louis fell, because the kneeling stool and the velvet feather cushion were just below his knees, he was not injured. He quickly covered his face with his scarf and lowered his body. The smoke was not so poisonous to him. The increasingly hot and thin air shows that fate has run out of time for him, and the young king is almost frantically pulling a corpse from the alcove-there is still some cold and rancid smell left, and he drags Mr. Bishop to the place. Coming to himself, Mr. Bishop groaned and woke up.

"Did I go to hell?" This was the first sentence of Mr. Bishop, and then his eyes sharpened immediately, indicating that he had woken up from the brief confusion. Coughing violently, the king supported his shoulders behind him, feeling that the body under his fingers was no different from the bones that had been stored for hundreds of years.

The first thing Mr. Bishop thought of was the king. He was eagerly searching among those who fell. The king's clothes were especially gorgeous, but he couldn't find it until he heard a familiar voice behind him: " Bishop?"

   Mazarin immediately took the hand on his shoulder.

   Just as he was about to say something, he heard a cheer, and then Mr. Bishop saw the Son of **** come down to them from the sea of ​​fire.

Not the real Son, of course, but since **** once gave his life for the world, taking his blood and flesh for communion, we don't have to care too much whether the old man is willing to use his oak body to save his bishop and his The king was there, but to Mr. Bishop's surprise, the king put him on his shoulders and pushed him up - this was not the time for hesitation, and Mr. Bishop moved quickly with the agility of a sixty-year-old man. The ground climbed up, and then the king, grabbing and stepping on the Son's feet, loincloth, and chest, and climbing up, a pair of strong hands caught him at once.

Louis recognized that this was the musketeer Darameez, whom he had deprived of his post not long ago. In fact, he was only used by the king to warn the monkeys. After all, these musketeers, although loyal, were very disciplined. It's hard to say, but I didn't expect this young man to show superhuman calmness and determination at such a critical moment - if other people pulled the king out of danger, they would definitely not be willing to leave the king, but Dallamiz. Immediately ran to rescue the people in the fire cave with other soldiers. When he saw Viscount Turenne and Sebastian Vauban crawling out of the fire cave completely, the king had already decided to record it in the booklet. Darameez's name.

Not many people were rescued. At this time, people didn't know that smoke was the biggest killer when a fire broke out. They ran around in the flames in vain, not only wasting their strength in vain, but also inhaling them. There was a lot of poisonous fumes, and after falling down, he couldn't get up again. When he saw that only fourteen or five of the twenty-four soldiers were still by his side, Louis couldn't help but tremble with anger. Tortured people, even those traitors, at most, he will only let them live their lives neatly on the gallows or the guillotine, but he swears that all those involved will be punished with the most severe punishment. to be allowed to die!

At this time, only a loud noise was heard, the door of the church swayed inward, and a huge battering ram appeared in front of everyone. Then, with the influx of a lot of fresh air, the flame suddenly rose, but at this time dodging Those in the side porch no longer have to worry about their own lives, but those who remain in the fire cave are afraid that they will no longer be able to survive.

Louis took the bishop and ran out of the church surrounded by survivors. Outside was his army. The familiar bright red shoulder straps reassured the king. He turned to look at the church. Fire and black smoke were coming from the broken windows and The door poured out, and in the thick black shadow brought by the flames, it seemed that something was twisting... The monk beside the king recited the name of the saint in a low voice, waved his scythe to greet him, and amid the sparks scattered, a charred black broken arm fell to the ground.

Another monk also met another strange shadow. It was hidden among the soldiers, but he was still discovered. The desecration of the destroyed church made this pious man full of anger. After discovering the shadow quickly. Shrinking and falling back to the ground, as if he was about to escape, he took a step forward subconsciously, but only at this step, he heard a miserable cry from Bishop Mazarin.

   He turned quickly to see the king on the ground, blood spreading rapidly from his cobalt blue velvet coat.

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Mary jumped up from the crystal ball. She didn't care to cover her cherished crystal ball with black silk cloth. She flew all the way to the Queen Mother's bedroom. The Queen Mother's maid originally didn't want to report, but Mary Her expression was terrifying, her eyes were wide and round, but her pupils were shrunk to the smallest extent, her curly hair was wet with sweat, as if she had just left the bathroom, and her thin clothes were clinging to her body.

She said that she wanted to see the Queen Mother - when she reported something important related to the King, her upper and lower teeth were constantly chattering and rattling. As soon as the Queen Mother saw her like this, she followed the instructions without any hesitation. Mary's request swayed the maid beside her. She used to like Mary, but this was before Mary showed her ambition for the king. The queen mother could allow or even encourage the king to seek love, but marriage is a state affair. She can't be selfish - but she also knows very well that the king may just like and admire Mary, but Mary loves her eldest son uncompromisingly, so when she hears about the king...

  Mary pulled up the Queen Mother's hand and put a smelling salt bottle in her hand. The Queen Mother immediately raised her hand and took a savage sniff, "Okay, talk about it."

   "The king met an assassination," Mary said succinctly.

"injured?"

   "I'm not sure, but...but that was the work of a wizard." Mary said, "I can see it." It was a mixture of spell and golem.

The Queen Mother's hand almost shattered the glass bottle in her hand: "..." She dared not ask Mary if she saw that the king was gone... Then the noble lady found it difficult for herself to make a sound: "So," she It took several tries to speak: "What do you want me to do?"

   "I'm leaving the court." Mary said, "Bring the Vesalius physician and some herbs."

   "I will send musketeers to **** you, and new horses will be waiting for you every time you arrive at a post." The Queen Mother said while taking out a blank permit.

Mary quickly bowed her knees to the Queen Mother, and then walked out of the Queen Mother's room. When she returned to the room, Varo Vesalius had arrived. He was carrying a heavy box, and Mary opened one. Only the box she could open, put all the things she thought needed into the bag, as the Queen Mother said, when they walked out of the Louvre half an hour later, there was already a carriage waiting for them, beside the carriage were twelve firemen Gunners, and along the way there are custodians or lords ready to meet all their demands.

At dusk the carriages left Paris, and when night fell they were already at Versailles, and the men of the inn swear they thought they saw a carriage driven by a ghost, for it was as fast as a gust of wind, The sound of the hooves was as soft as a feather falling, and the carriage was quickly replaced with a new horse, and as soon as the original horse was taken off its bridle, it immediately fell to the ground, bleeding from the nose and mouth, and the horses of the musketeers were also In this way, their hearts were full of pity, but they also knew that this was not the time to begrudge horsepower, so they immediately jumped on the new mounts and galloped again.

  Vesari watched as Mary grabbed a handful of shiny powder from her pocket and threw it into the air. The powder was inhaled by the horses, and they immediately ran like crazy.

   "Do you think we can make it in time?" Vesalius asked.

"You should pray to Merlin, we have time." Mary said coldly: "Without the protection of the king, you are nothing, you will be expelled from the court, the monks of the Inquisition and the wizards of the Mancini family will find you... Even if you die, you may not be able to see your wife and daughter again."

   Vesalius sighed, stopped talking, and turned to look out the window.

The twelve musketeers prepared by the Queen Mother for Mary were not redundant. The king had too many enemies. Some people were aware of Dunkirk, and some people were happy to see any plans of the Queen Mother frustrated, so Mary. It was not a peaceful road in Leigh, and when they were still twenty leagues from Dunkirk, they were surrounded by a group of enemies, but these people were only gangsters, and some even had sticks. Obviously, they were just gangsters. The people who were hired to hinder Mary had at least three or four big trees pulled by them on the road ahead. Even if they were dispersed, Mary and the others would need to move the big trees away before they could move on.

  Mary only glanced at them before opening the car door: "Can you kill them? All, each?"

This question made the Musketeer's squad leader hesitate for a moment. He didn't quite understand it, but the Queen Mother said before that she should obey Miss Mary as she did, so he looked at those people and nodded: "Okay. "He said, and Mary turned and shouted into the carriage, and the Vesalius doctor jumped down dragging Mary's bag and his own box, and then Mary pulled out two brooms with a swipe in the bag. , before the Musketeer couldn't help sizing up the bag--it didn't look like it could hold two brooms, Marley gave one to Vesalius' doctor, and snapped himself away His skirt, revealing his trousers, turned over and rode on a broom, and suddenly soared into the sky, like a lit firework.

   Vesalius's movements should be slower, perhaps because he has to carry a box and a bag, but as soon as he rides on the broom, he instantly disappears from people's sight.

"God," said one of the Musketeers, drawing a cross on her chest, and there were indeed rumors that Miss Mary was a witch, but really, except for the Musketeers who came across the werewolf with the King, they only Thought it was purely female jealousy—"Well," said the Musketeer's squad leader, "we really have to kill everyone here."

So these strong warriors threw themselves on the pathetic idiots, and they might just take a few gold louis, or even just a few silver coins, but since they've seen what they shouldn't see, they can only send They go to God - let them go to God and accuse the wicked witch!

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The night wind was cold in the sky, but Mary's heart was agitated. She held the broom tightly, as if holding Louis's life. She prayed to God, Merlin, or any **** in the dark, Even if it was the devil, as long as Louis was safe, she was willing to die. Yes, she was willing to trade her life for Lu Yi's.

The speed of the broom may be a little slower than that of the carriage, but under the urging of Mary, the excessive magic power almost turned it into a shooting star. Under the action of the potion, the horses took out all their potential to run, However, the broom will disintegrate due to the extreme magical impulse. In order to avoid the eyes of human beings, they will fly above the clouds again. Vesalius is terrified, but he does not dare to delay the slightest - after all, Mary said Yes, without a king, he is a lost dog.

   (end of this chapter)