Transcendent Dawn - 588. Chapter 588 Seize Power (three more seeking subscription)

Zotlan continent.

Port Dylan.

The current garrison chief Bolton Manla is a fat middle-aged man with a small beard. He wears a white wig and a thick layer of powder on his face. His body is bloated and his original dress almost burst.

At this moment, I was constantly wiping the sweat from my face with a handkerchief: “The Empire…The empire turned out to be like this. I’m going back now, and I’m simply involved in a whirlpool.”

Compared with this, even the colony development missions that once made him feel painful have become cute.

Besides, how much effort was spent on establishing this Port Dylan from scratch?

Just leave it to an outsider, it is said that he is still a “hillie” who has just squeezed into the upper class, and he is very unwilling.

“My lord…According to the estimate of the itinerary, the passenger ship that Lord Lord took will arrive within two days.”

Secretary Calvin pushed in and said, “There are… these documents, you need to sign for confirmation.”

Although wireless telegraphy was unable to cross the oceans due to some difficulties, and it was a fantasy to set up transoceanic cable telegraphs, the empire was simply equipped with a few experiments and was in a state of inefficiency. Even more so.

However, domestically, it has begun to become popular. When Sulu saw the Telegraph Office in the Chris Empire, his first reaction was whether he had paid himself a patent fee. However, after thinking about the terrible relationship between the Empire and the White Eagle Federation, he knew that there was no Counting on.

However, technology is not good, and there are mysterious supplements.

Using some magical items and paying a certain price, real-time communication between the empire and the colony of the dark continent can still be achieved.

This is how the schedule of Rod and his party was leaked out.

“Damn… I want to take the guards, the gold coins… take everything I can take, and I won’t leave this place to the thief…”

Bolton threw the handkerchief to the ground fiercely.

At this moment, cheers came from outside the window.

“This voice…”

Bolton pushed Calvin away and came to the window in three or two steps.

The garrison mansion is very close to the port, and his office is located very high, overlooking the harbour directly.

At this moment, you can see that a steam-sail hybrid ship has slowly emerged from the sea level, and behind it there are several sailing ship escorts flying the flag of the Chris Empire.

Many imperial citizens frantically waved their hats and shirts to the fleet… expressing their inner excitement.

The ocean liner has not only brought letters and specialties from hometown, but may also be about to carry their hopes and return to their hometown.

“Golden Flower? How fast?”

Looking at the huge letters on the ship, Bolton’s expression became more gloomy: “Come here… let’s go to meet the’guest’!”

Because the colony was too far away, the empire could not effectively control it. Basically every local garrison official was undoubtedly the “Emperor of the Land”. In addition, the situation was bad, not arrogant and domineering, almost unable to survive, every official Both executioners and butchers, cruelty is a necessary quality.

Calvin was shocked when he heard it, but he still bowed and stepped back.

After half an hour.

Bolton brought a group of soldiers with bright red uniforms, white feathers in their hats, and muskets to the dock.

He was prepared to give the new officials a sack of war, and at the same time, he was also buying time for his transfer of materials.

If the other party does not cooperate, he does not mind politely’inviting’ the other party to live in a quiet small courtyard for a period of time.

‘But… Wouldn’t it be better to’infect and die’? Anyway, there are a lot of strange plagues in the colony, and the curse of false gods! The new garrison unfortunately lost the whole family…I can stay here without having to go back to the Empire to make a choice…’

There was a sparkle in Bolton’s small eyes.

“My lord, something is wrong.”

At this moment, Calvin stepped forward.

“What’s wrong?” Bolton asked in a low voice.

“Those sailboats… don’t look like frigates…” Calvin replied: “It may be a pirate ship’s camouflage… But it doesn’t matter, we have a guard and shore defense guns. I will also protect the adults.”

“Wait and see…” Bolton actually expected the Golden Flower to be ransacked by the pirates.

However, when the suspension bridge was lowered and a group of tourists walked down with a smile, he knew that his expectations had failed.

Glancing at Calvin, Bolton stepped forward with a smile on his face: “Is that Mr. Downton?”

“Mr. Downton is ordering the servants to pack their luggage and wait for a while.”

A seaman could not help but replied when he saw the chief here.

“I see.”

Bolton felt a little dissatisfied. It didn’t take long for him to see a group of people walking off the boat, leading a nobleman in his thirties.

Although he was wearing a formal dress, he couldn’t hide the rugged feeling on his body.

“Humph……”

Bolton snorted coldly in his heart, and approached him with a smile: “Sir Downton, you are welcome.”

“Good day, Baron Manla.”

Rod felt a little bored, but he still used the noble courtesy to meet Bolton.

An Fei held Rowling and looked at everything around him curiously.

“The weather here is much hotter than the empire. How can I keep two beautiful ladies waiting here? I have prepared a banquet for you. The vanilla ice cream on it is very good.”

Bolton laughed.

“There is no need for the banquet. Let’s go through the handover first. I’m going to inspect the barracks and warehouses, and bring the empire’s withdrawal order. Besides…you are no longer a local garrison officer, sir.”

Rod slid a rolled up paper into Bolton’s hands, ignoring the sullen expression on his face.

“Too…too much.”

After Bolton reacted, Tieqing’s face turned red: “Are you insulting an imperial baron?”

“No, it’s just an order from the military department. It’s really anxious.”

Rod shrugged, looking at the soldiers behind Bolton and his increasingly ugly face, and sneered.

Behind him, a group of pirates appeared, drew their weapons, and confronted the soldiers.

“This… is this a pirate? Red Tiger, Ghost Face?” Calvin’s voice was a little frightened.

“No, they are my soldiers! I recruited soldiers with local garrison authority!”

Rod grinned, “Baron Manla, are you going to fight with me?”

Cold sweat immediately appeared on Bolton’s face.

Even if he still mastered shore defense artillery and a barracks, it was different from quietly under house arrest in his imagination.

Once a large-scale exchange of fire begins, things will definitely be hidden.

Attacking a new officer is a charge of treason!

“My people will take over the barracks and warehouses, as well as your garrison…”

Rod stepped forward and patted Calvin on the shoulder: “Is this your secretary? Yes, you can follow me in the future, haha…”

After the group of people left, Bolton gritted his teeth and looked at his secretary: “Didn’t you say that you are a very good professional? Why is it useless?”

“But…” Calvin smiled bitterly: “The opponent is also a professional, or a master level, I’m afraid I won’t be able to win… My lord, we have already lost…”