Travelling in the Mediterranean on the cool weather of August is a pleasure, and from Valencia to Agode, France, it is almost impossible to fully open the sails, and the cool sea breeze can propel the boat along the coastline to its destination.

The weather made it easy for the sailors, and some of the crew simply took advantage of their free time to gather on deck to talk and laugh.

It was a large Clark galleys, but now that the oars were all folded, the ship, loaded with a large amount of silk and sugar, sailed to France.

Ulliu sat on a pile of coiled cables, and looked at a map in his hand, which was shaken by the sea breeze, and the route on which would take him directly to the castles of the Loire Valley, but before that he did not want to go so far into the French court.

Montpellier is not only a city, as a large diocese in the south of France, Montpellier is the most important town in the south after Marseille and Nice, and it is also one of the three major local jurisdictions that the French royal family dedicated to the Holy See.

Although the Holy See's jurisdiction over the three dioceses has long since ceased to exist in name only, Montpellier's relationship with the suspension is still very close.

This once made the people of Montperier proud, and they felt that they were no different from even the arrogant Parisians, and that other parishes were no different from the barbarians, but this pride was now a disaster for Montpellier, the largest in the run on the gold coins of Ladia, France.

Many churches throughout the great diocese were smashed and looted by the angry people, and some of the clever clergy fled early after hearing the news, but those who were not smart enough became a punching bag for the angry people to vent their anger.

The priests who had used the Ladia gold coins to make usurious loans were pulled out of the churches and hung ropes around their necks to parade through the streets of the city, and the clergy who were exposed to be short of catties or mixed with various base metals when minting gold coins were completely overwhelmed by the angry crowd, and when the angry people receded like a tide, all that was left were the ruined churches and the bodies of the inhumane clergy torn by the angry crowd.

The revolt in the diocese of Montpellier became the greatest source of unrest in the south of France, and even people elsewhere became agitated when they heard of it, and anyone who knew what was going on or not could feel that a terrible storm was brewing, and that no one could avoid being swept in.

Whether it was a nobleman or a commoner, whether in the city or in the countryside, when the Ladia gold coin turmoil swept through France, the French economy was also hit by a huge earthquake like an earthquake.

Grain and vegetables have become more expensive, because of the long roads, and the troubles caused by the collapse of Ladia's monetary credit, the market has become more vulnerable, and all this has led to more fear and anxiety in addition to rising prices.

But these are not the best things to fear, and it is the news from Italy that really scares the French.

When Louis XII's successive crushing defeats in Italy were reported back to mainland France, the effects of the ensuing bad news were unexpectedly devastating.

"The king is defeated."

"The king is captured."

"The king is dead in battle, the French army is completely annihilated, and the coalition army is about to fight in France."

"The British are coming again, and their fleet has already appeared off the coast of Le Havre."

"The Holy Alliance has convened a meeting in which they have agreed to dismember the French, and it is said that the Neapolitans have offered to disarm the entire French army." …………

Rumors of all kinds were rampant, and even those who were not so easy to believe in the rumors were suspicious of them due to the devastation and turmoil caused by the previous Radia Gold Coins, and even became rumor-mongers.

This kind of turmoil is very terrible, because no one knows where the rumors come from, and they should punish the people who created these alarmist gossip, because everyone is involved, and the terrible thing is that although most of these rumors are from "supposed", the result is often to prove that some of them are indeed true, and as long as one is true, the public often does not doubt the truth of the other nine points.

As a result, no one can be sure what is true and what is false.

It was in this turmoil that Ullius landed in Agode, and no one paid attention to the Moorish who had come to France with the cargo ship, and the merchants were happy and worried about the full load, and the sudden change of fortune had ruined many but also made some fortunes, at least now for the nobles of the Loire Valley castles, although the fate of the king worries them, so are the sugar jars that have left the table empty because of rising prices and inconvenient transportation. At least the arrival of this ship will probably ease the demand for cane sugar for a while.

As soon as Uliuu came ashore, he felt the strange atmosphere here, and the Moors deftly shuttled around the docks, and by the way, he helped several dock workers of the same color carry a few bags, so that he swaggered through the patrolling guards and entered the city of Argode.

He then did not stay long here, and then set out on the road to Montpellier.

Ulliu was a healthy, lively and likable Moorish lad, his complexion was not very dark but more akin to a healthy light brown color, and in the bright sunlight his skin was moistened by sweat as if covered with a light layer of reflection, which made him look even more beautiful and charming.

So Uliu didn't suffer much along the way, and there were even bold peasant girls who were willing to let him ride in his own carriage for a while.

This happy trip made the Moorish mood much better because of the frustration in Iberia, and as he went deeper into France, Ulliu also heard all kinds of unfavorable rumors, proving that his previous work had not been in vain.

"Looks like I wasn't doing that badly before."

Ullius complimented himself in this way, and then regained his spirits and set off on his way to Montpellier, where a group of Frenchmen were doing something that even Alexander was awkward.

Like all cities, Montpellier has a large church, and as the capital of the grand diocese, the cathedral of Montpellier does not have much of its own character and style, and the cathedral is now dilapidated, made of cold-toned limestone from the region.

The two bronze doors are gone, some of the windows have been removed and removed, except for the cross that stands on the top of the church, which has not been violated, and many of the decorations inside the church have been looted.

The body of the Archbishop of Montpellier, which had been hung on the railing by the angry crowd, was gone, not because someone had kindly collected it for him, but because the stench of the corpse in the summer was unbearable.

When the unrest broke out, the mayor of Montpellier tried to suppress it, but when he noticed that some of the faces of the rioters looked so familiar, he wisely chose to stand by and watch.

The populace punished the archbishop for "stealing their property", and kicked out the clergy who were accomplices from the church, and then looked at the empty church and some people began to feel frightened.

Fearing possible reprisals, they suggested that they should immediately send someone to explain to the queen what had happened in Montperier.

This unflattering errand naturally fell to the city magistrates, who, after a long fight with the representatives elected by the mob, acceded to their demands on the condition that the people promise to stop the violence.

The elected officers and nobles were apparently frightened by their own actions, so they immediately agreed to the mayor's terms, and even offered to help the mayor pacify the populace, which had become uncontrollable.

This would have been a good thing, and the magistrate was even considering that he might be able to use the anger of the people to bargain with the great nobles in the castles of the Loire Valley, or at least he hoped to get more power from the queen.

And the people seemed to be getting tired of it, and they killed the archbishop and robbed the church, but that didn't change their bad situation, which made them angry and confused about what they were doing, and people were hesitant because they didn't know what to do next, so when they heard that the deputies had made an agreement with the city councillors, many thought that maybe the matter should be over.

The magistrate did not just make a vague promise, he knew very well that it would be terrible for the people who had not received the slightest benefit to be angry again, so he promised to severely punish the priests or merchants in his diocese who used the coinage to enrich themselves, and at the same time, with the support of merchants from Augsburg in the north, the mayor might promise to exchange it for florin and Ladia coins.

And after repeated efforts by the municipal magistrates, the German merchants reluctantly set the exchange rate at 1:11.7, which sounded strange.

"This is the result of careful calculations by our accountants, and we have to give up below this ratio, because then we will not only make no money, but even lose a lot."

The merchant surnamed Fugol had given an ultimatum to the city magistrate and the representatives of the populace in an unquestioning tone, and his resolute appearance made one wonder that this was indeed the final bargain, otherwise the two sides would have to break up.

At the urging of the municipal magistrates, and by the explanations and even intimidation of the deputies, who also wished that the matter would pass as soon as possible, the weary populace gradually calmed down from the initial reluctance, especially when they heard that elsewhere the gold coins of Ladia were still plummeting at a terrible rate, and the people of Montpellier began to think that they were lucky.

The populace was able to exchange with peace of mind, the magistrates gained a good reputation, and the merchants made a fortune with it, and it seemed that everyone was getting their wish.

But it was at this time that the news of Louis XII's defeat in Italy suddenly came.

All of a sudden, the whole of France became bad.

The result that the rebellion of the Montperierians reached the court was that almost no one thought that the thugs should be forgiven.

Especially at times like these.

Anne of Brittany gave the Montpellier officials the order to suppress the riots, and in the eyes of the Queen of France, if she compromised with the mob at this time, it would not only be detrimental to the dignity of the royal family, but would also lead to the horrific behavior of the Montpelliers as an example for more places.

The queen would not allow such a thing to happen, and if there was any possibility of compromise before, with the bad news of the disastrous defeat of Louis XII, Anne of Brittany could only intimidate the French nobles with a tough attitude towards the Montpelliers.

When the queen's order reached Montpellier, another order was also sent to the homes of the nobles, large and small, near Montpellier.

Although many nobles followed Louis XII on his expedition to Italy, there were still many nobles left behind in the various territories.

The bitter lesson of the Hundred Years' War made the French nobility much more savvy than before, and although they followed the king on his expeditions, each family tried to keep as many children as possible for their own domains.

Now, with the bad news coming from Italy, these noble realms have also received orders from the queen in the name of the regent of France.

"Put down the rebellion in Montpellier and put down the mob."

The nobles who had been ordered to suppress the rebellion quickly set out for Montpellier, believing that even if most of the elite of the territory had been taken to Italy by the king, the remaining troops would be enough to easily wipe out the mob of Montpellier.

The mayor of Montpellier apparently thought so, so when he received the queen's secret order, he immediately changed his intention to support the rioters.

He immediately secretly gathered the city defenses, and at the same time wrote letters to the nobles to conspire with them to exterminate the mob in the city.

In the eyes of the city magistrates, the rebellion was not over, but the end of the mob was doomed.

However, no one knew exactly what had gone wrong, or if it was simply a trivial mistake that the city councillor's actions were discovered.

A warning bell rang from the gray bell tower of Montpellier Cathedral, and the populace took to the streets from their homes, and then they saw people riding fast horses along the streets shouting: "We have been betrayed, the king's army is coming, go to the town hall!" All go to the town hall! ”

The shouts shook all the people of Montperier, and the people panicked and panicked, and those who had participated in the revolt before took up arms, and some tried to hide in their homes out of fear, but the shouts of the messengers made everyone hear the words that made them most fearful: "The king's army is coming!" They're coming! The queen has ordered them to suppress us, and she says there are no innocents in Montperier! ”

The crowd began to stir up, and at first the fear made them want to flee, but as more and more people took up arms, and some shouted "Go to the town hall!" Go to City Hall! The Montperierians gradually gathered.

Then they began to march towards the town hall.

The city magistrate, who had already received the news, immediately ordered the blockade of the streets, but in response to him, the soldiers who had been ordered to blockade first shouted to the people on the opposite side, and then some people ran out of the ranks and threw themselves to the other side, and then there were more and more such soldiers, and later one by one, the junior officers and minor nobles joined the ranks of the people with their men.

The insurrection was even larger than ever, and when they gathered in front of the cathedral from all over the place, they were like a trickling stream, but when they marched like the town hall, they became an unstoppable torrent!

The city magistrate was completely frightened, he had no idea when these mobs had become so powerful and terrifying, and he ordered the gates of the town hall to be closed while praying that the nobles' army would arrive as soon as possible.

But this time, the rioters did not give him another chance to use his slick tactics, and the people used the temporarily removed beams as rams to slam the door of the town hall, and before the city councillor standing at the second-floor window had time to find a reason to delay, the angry crowd had already stormed the town hall, and the guards who were supposed to defend the place stood at the wall and watched them pull the city councillor into the square.

To the surprise of the mayor, who had thought he was certain to die, the sign-ups eventually forgave him, but they tied him up, put on a woman's skirt, and threw him on a donkey cart with a turnip tied to his head, and they drove the cart out of the city, leaving it to wander aimlessly.

Then the minds of the rioters had a brief meeting in the town hall, and when they came out, some of them were carrying a banner with a blue curtain against the background, and a sign of the Picture of the Mercy of the Virgin Mary found in the cathedral.

"With God's right to the pious Montperiers, we declare that from now on, Montperier will no longer be a vassal of the French crown, that the Montperierian have the right to determine their own destiny and future, and that any attempt to rule and suppress the Montperierian will be regarded as the greatest harm and violation against us."

When this short manifesto was read aloud by a local nobleman who had been elected, no one could have imagined what it meant for France.

The people of Montperier were only agitated by this declaration, and they thought that they had made it clear to the royal family.

What awaited them was not the negotiations and compromises they craved, but the onslaught of the aristocratic army.

Although the Montperierian feat reached Iberia much later, Alexander was dumbfounded, and for a moment there was even the illusion that a revolution had broken out 300 years earlier, but they were clearly not prepared for a head-on battle with the noble army.

The battle after battle soon took a heavy toll on the Montperières, and what began as bravery and passion turned into fear of death and defeat.

It was not known when the noble armies would storm the city, but they had heard that the queen had ordered the entire city to be punished.

This let the Montperierians know that they had no way out, but they were helpless in the face of a powerful aristocratic army.

It was at this time that Ullius crossed the ocean from Iberia to France.

He disembarked from Port d'Agaude and, after a pleasant journey, arrived one day in early August in besieged Montpellier.

"It's a good place."

Standing on the high ground outside the city of Montperier, Ulliu had a bird's-eye view of the city, which was high in the west and low in the east, and swept the burden on his shoulders upwards, and then strode towards the city of Montpellier at the bottom of the mountain.