Transcendent Dawn Chapter 587: Seize power

Zotland continent.

　　 Port Dillon.

　　 The current garrison chief Bolton Manla is a fat middle-aged man with a small beard, wearing a white wig, and a thick layer of powder on his face. He is bloated and can hold up his original dress. Almost burst.

　　 At this time, I was constantly wiping the sweat on my face with a handkerchief: "The empire... the empire turned out to be like this. I'm going back now, and it's almost involved in a whirlpool."

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

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

　　 was just handed over to an outsider. It is said that they were still ‘hillies’ who had just squeezed into the upper class, and he was very unwilling.

　　"My lord...According to the itinerary estimate, 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 cannot cross the oceans due to some difficulties, it is a fantasy to set up transoceanic cable telegraphs. Therefore, the empire simply equipped a few experiments and was in a state of inefficiency. This is especially true for the telegraph.

　　 is domestic, and 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, but then I thought about the terrible relationship between the Empire and the White Eagle Federation. I knew I didn't expect it.

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

　　Using some magical items and paying a certain price, it is still possible to achieve real-time communication between the empire and the colony of the dark continent.

　　Rod’s schedule was leaked in this way.

　　 "Damn... I want to take away the guards, the gold coins... Take everything I can take away, and I won't leave this place to the thief..."

　　 Bolton threw the handkerchief to the ground.

　　 Just then, cheers came from outside the window.

　　 "This voice..."

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

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

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

　　 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 hope and return to their hometown.

　　 "Golden Flower? How fast?"

　　 Looking at the huge letters on the ship, Bolton's expression became more gloomy: "Come on... let's go to meet the ‘guest’!"

　　Because the colony is too far away, the empire cannot effectively control it. Basically every local garrison official is undoubtedly the'Emperor of the Earth'. In addition, the situation is bad, not arrogant and domineering, almost unable to survive. Every official is an executioner and a butcher, and cruelty is a necessary quality.

　　 Calvin's heart was chilled, but he still bowed and stepped back.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 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 disarm, and at the same time, he was also buying time for his transfer of supplies.

　　If the other party doesn’t cooperate, he doesn’t mind politely ‘invite’ the other party to live in a quiet courtyard for a while.

　　‘But... Isn’t it better to ‘sick and die’? Anyway, there are a lot of strange plagues in the colony, and the curse of false gods! The new garrison unfortunately lost all my family...I can stay here without going back to the empire to make a choice...’

　　 Bolton's small eyes flickered.

　　 "My lord, something is wrong."

　　 Just then, 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 looted by the pirates.

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

　　 gave Calvin a fierce look, and Burton walked 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 to come down."

　　 Seeing the officer here, a seaman couldn’t help answering.

　　 "I see."

　　 Bolton felt a little dissatisfied. It didn't take long for him to see a group of people coming off the boat. The leader was a nobleman in his thirties.

　　Although I was wearing a dress, I couldn’t hide the roughness on my body.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Bolton snorted in his heart, smiled and went to see him: "Sir Downton, welcome you."

　　 "Good day, Baron Manla."

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

　　 An Fei hugged Rowling, and she looked at everything around her curiously.

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

　　 Bolton laughed.

　　 "The banquet is unnecessary. Let's go through the handover first. I'm going to patrol the barracks and warehouses, and bring the empire's withdrawal order. Besides...you are no longer a local garrison officer, sir."

　　 Rod put a lacquered and rolled paper into Bolton's hand, ignoring the other's sullen expression.

　　"Too...too much."

After 　　 Bolton reacted, his face turned red: "Are you insulting an imperial baron?"

　　 "No~IndoMTL.com~ is just an order from the military department. It's really urgent."

　　 Rod shrugged, looked 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?"

　　 A cold sweat immediately appeared on Bolton's face.

　　Even if he still mastered the 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, there is no way to hide things.

　　 assaulting a new officer, this is the charge of treason!

　　 "My people will take over the barracks and warehouses, and 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 a 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 other party is also a professional, or a master level. I'm afraid I can't win...sir, we have already lost..."