Zotland Continent.

Port Dylan.

The current garrison commander, Bolton Manla, was a middle-aged fat man with two small beards, wearing a white wig, a thick layer of fat powder on his face, and a bloated figure that almost burst his original gown.

At this time, he was constantly wiping the sweat on his face with a handkerchief: "Empire...... The empire has become like this, and when I go back now, I am simply caught in the whirlpool. ”

Compared to this, even the colony development mission that once made him feel miserable became cute.

Besides, how much effort did it cost him to build this Port Dylan from scratch?

Just handed over to an outsider, it is said that he is still a 'hillbilly' who has just squeezed into high society, and he is very unwilling.

"Your Excellency...... According to the itinerary, the passenger ferry taken by Lord Rhodes will arrive in these two days. ”

Calvin, the secretary, pushed the door in, bowed and said, "There are ...... These documents need to be signed by you. ”

Although the establishment of a transoceanic cable telegraph was a fantasy due to the difficulty of wireless telegraphy in crossing the oceans, the empire was simply equipped with a few experiments, and it was in a state of flux, especially when it came to telegraphy to the Dark Continent.

However, in China, it has begun to gradually become popular, and when Sulu saw the telegraph office in the Chriss Empire, his first reaction was whether he gave him a patent fee, but then he thought about the bad relationship between the empire and the White Eagle Federation, and knew that there was no hope.

However, technology does not work, and there are mysterious additions.

Using some magical items, at a certain price, you can still achieve real-time contact between the empire and the colonies of the Dark Continent.

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

"Damn...... I'm going to take the guards, the gold...... Take everything I can and leave this place to that thief......"

Burton slammed his handkerchief to the ground.

Just then, there was a cheer from outside the window.

"This voice ......"

Burton pushed Calvin away and walked to the window in three or two steps.

The garrison is very close to the port, and his office is located on a high level and can directly overlook the harbor.

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

Many citizens of the empire frantically waved their hats and shirts at the fleet...... It expresses the excitement of the heart.

The ocean liner not only brought letters and specialties from their hometown, but also perhaps the hope of returning to their hometown.

"The Golden Flower? So fast? ”

Looking at the huge letters on the hull, Bolton's expression became even more gloomy: "Someone...... Let's go meet that '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 soil', coupled with the bad situation, not arrogant, domineering, and almost impossible to survive in any way, every official is an executioner and a butcher, and ruthlessness is a necessary quality.

Calvin shuddered when he heard this, but he bowed and retreated.

Half an hour later.

Bolton arrived at the dock with a group of soldiers in bright red uniforms, white feathers in their hats, and muskets on their shoulders.

He was prepared to give the new official a dismissal even if he was not ready, and at the same time to buy time for him to transfer materials.

If the other party does not cooperate, he does not mind politely 'inviting' the other party to live in a secluded courtyard for a while.

But wouldn't it be better ...... 'get sick and die'? Anyway, there were a lot of strange plagues in the colony, and there was also the curse of the false gods! The new garrison unfortunately killed his family...... I can continue to stay here and not have to go back to the empire to make a choice......

Bolton's little eyes twinkled.

"My lord, something is wrong."

Just then, Calvin stepped forward.

"What's wrong?" Bolton asked in a low voice.

"Those sailboats...... Unlike frigates......" Calvin replied: "It is possible that it is a camouflage of a corsair ship...... But it doesn't matter, we have guards, and we have shore artillery. I will also protect the safety of adults. ”

"Wait and see......" Bolton was expecting the Golden Flower to be sacked by pirates.

But when the drawbridge was lowered and the group of tourists walked down with a smile, he knew that his expectations had been disappointed.

Glaring at Calvin fiercely, Bolton stepped forward with a smile on his face: "That is Mr. Downton?" ”

"Mr. Downton is ordering the servants to pack their bags and come down in a moment."

When a seafarer saw the commander here, he couldn't help but reply.

"I see."

Bolton was a little dissatisfied, and it wasn't long before he saw a group of people coming down from the boat, led by a nobleman in his thirties.

Although he was wearing a dress, he couldn't hide the rough feeling on his body.

"Humph......"

Bolton snorted coldly in his heart, and stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Sir Downton, welcome to you." ”

"Good day, Baron Mangla."

Rod was a little tired in his heart, but he still used aristocratic etiquette to greet Burton.

Anfei hugged Rowling, but curiously looked at everything around her.

"The weather here is much hotter than in the Empire, so how can you keep two beautiful ladies waiting here? I've got a banquet ready for you, and the vanilla ice cream on top is a nice touch. ”

Burton laughed.

"There's no need for a banquet, let's handle the handover first, I'm going to inspect the barracks and warehouses, and bring the order for the withdrawal of the Empire's troops. Furthermore...... You are no longer a local garrison officer, Your Excellency. ”

Rod shoved a fire-painted, rolled-up document into Bolton's hand, ignoring the other party's iron-blue face.

"Too ...... It's too much. ”

After Bolton reacted, Tie Qing's face turned red: "Are you insulting an imperial baron?" ”

"No, it's just an order from the military department, it's really urgent."

Rod shrugged his shoulders, 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 angry.

"No, they're my soldiers! Soldiers I recruited with local garrison clearance! ”

Rod sneered: "Baron Manla, are you ready to fight me?" ”

A cold sweat immediately appeared on Burton's face.

Even if he still has a shore defense gun and a barracks, it is not the same as imagining the silent house arrest of the other party.

Once a large-scale exchange of fire begins, things will definitely not be hidden.

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

"My men 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 left, Burton gritted his teeth and looked at his secretary: "Didn't you say that you are a very good professional?" Why is it useless at all? ”

"But ......" Calvin smiled bitterly, "The other party is also a professional, or a master level, I'm afraid I won't be able to win it...... My lord, we've already lost ......."