I Will Be The Crowned King

With Carl Bain's yin-yang and boundless eyes, Anson and Talia - and of course Lisa - escorted by a company of guards the next morning, prepare to take over the liberal remnants of Grey Dove Castle. The local messenger returned to Beluga Port before arriving and made some preparations in advance.

For a long time, Anson actually didn't understand this kind of behavior. Since it was fake, it was only a matter of time before it was exposed. It was a waste of time and meaningless.

But now, he has a new understanding of the matter: the reason why those people's disguise will be debunked is mainly that they have not grasped the point.

But he is different, his preparations and plans are always perfect.

Whether it is dealing with inspections or receiving distinguished guests, the core focus of advance preparation (counterfeiting) is never whitewashing, but attention; use a set of procedures that can fit in with the other party and ritualistic norms, so that the other party can feel that you treat him, is very important.

As long as this can be done, the cost is never the most critical; handing a cup of iced herbal tea to the other party when they are thirsty is definitely better than piping hot premium Hantu coffee.

Of course, everyone's personality is strange, and the law does not apply all the time; but no matter what, it is necessary to wait in advance; especially the remnants of the liberals of Grey Dove Castle, who want to make them willing to fight for the storm...for Clovis In battle, even if it is the one who helps, Anson must show that he values ​​them enough.

Furthermore, it is to mobilize the Faithful Alliance and the newspapers of Beluga Harbor as soon as possible, and take advantage of the opportunity of the return trip of the representatives of the various colonial councils who have agreed to Ansen's request to start infiltrating the cities and regions to which they belong, and cannot give the other party any regrets or thoughts. time.

Once they have the idea of ​​"we must have our own faith organization" or "we must have our own local newspaper", and only allow Beluga Port to "pass on advanced experience", then things will not be easy. Whether uniting the New World's greatest common divisor, or manipulating public opinion, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Right now, he can still rely on the military strength that absolutely crushes all of them to make everyone accept his ideas; but no matter what, infiltrating all the imperial colonies with the size of Beluga Harbor is still essentially a kind of "snake swallowing elephant". ” behavior, the window of opportunity is so narrow, once you miss it, you miss it forever.

In Hantu, the storm division is just a mere passerby. Apart from the need to consider how to achieve freedom of wealth as soon as possible, there is no need to worry about other things. There is a lot of room for detours.

But this time in the new world, his core goal is to establish a solid enough foundation of governance, a country or at least an alliance that is in fact his use, that is, no opportunity can be easily missed, every step must be Plan to go well.

It is precisely because of this that he feels more and more incapable of being independent, and must start to delegate some important tasks to others; first, of course, is the core decision-making circle around him, and then the Storm Division is called the Military Corps, which is actually a small shareholder. mid-level commanders, and finally, middle- and lower-level officers...

So he asked Fabian to clean up the loyalists, and then to Carl Bain to carve up the industry in Long Lake Town; the former is a professional counterpart, and the latter has many years of experience in "cooperating" with subordinates and in winning people's hearts. It will make you involuntarily become friends with him.

It is also now that Anson increasingly feels that having a group of "own people" is a very important thing, and that he really needs an ally in the country who can cooperate with him.

In the slightly swaying carriage, he gently patted Lisa, who was sleeping on his lap, and then looked at Talia, who was attentively reading St. Isaac's notes and communicated with him from time to time, Anson decisively put " Do you want to write another letter to Sophia Franz?" the thought came back to mind.

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Raging seas, the cabin of the cruiser "The Believer".

The pale-faced Karin Jacques was paralyzed on the bed, moving his already soaked head weakly, trying his best to open his eyes to look at the boundless sea outside the small window, but there was not a trace of vitality in his eyes.

After more than half a month of sailing, this is basically his state at all times from morning to night.

He was excited for a while a few days after boarding the ship. After all, a cruiser is safer than an ordinary merchant ship; and the immigration company can use warships enough to prove its naval background. What is the "black ship" that kidnaps passengers.

And even though it belongs to the Royal Navy, the food on board is not bad, and it can even be said that the level is quite high-the first few days, these passengers can even eat fresh carrots and cabbage, and after three days, it is divided into two meals every two days. Pickles or pickles are served.

The staple foods such as meat dishes, biscuits or hard bread are even available in unlimited quantities. There are also two choices of rum and wine for drinks. Although it is not a high-end wine, it is absolutely enough to replace drinking water to supplement nutrition.

The captain, crew and sailors at the helm... Although wearing very ordinary attire, it can still be seen that they are definitely soldiers of the Royal Navy; they are experienced and highly efficient, and they can hardly find any shortcomings except for their short temper.

But this excitement only lasted until the last day of the first week.

Muddy air, crowded cabins, wet decks, quietness that can never be obtained... Although it can be seen that the immigration company has made the passengers as comfortable as possible, it does not change that it is a warship and not a "passenger". Merchant ships" are not inherently considered for comfort.

In order to carry more passengers, they also converted some of the cargo warehouses into accommodation cabins. The decks that divided the cabins could not even be sealed, let alone soundproof. Each cabin lived for four people, and the beds and luggage were removed, and there was no room to stay. .

What, can you go to the deck to get some fresh air?

Then you will have to pass through the dark and crowded cabins, countless irritable sailors and passengers with the same idea, fighting in the corridors so narrow that they can only pass halfway sideways.

After enjoying the comfortable sea breeze for less than five minutes, he was rushed back to the cabin by the bosun or the second and third mates, blocking the way for the next person.

Being locked in a small cabin that is less than five square meters, plus the ship itself that is always rocking and the scenery that never changes (at least it looks like this), one day is novelty, one week is adaptation, and half a month is life. Better to die.

Of course, in a sense this is already good, at least five square meters of free space, two meals a day and scenery (although it is really monotonous), in contrast, where a novelist stays is the real place Human purgatory.

Because of the "great deeds" committed in Beigang, the entire navy was deeply impressed by this gentleman who prevented the "independence of Beigang". It's "cleaning the deck".

And it is the deepest deck of the cabin.

After seeing Draco's working environment with his own eyes, senior trainee priest Karin Jacques believes that if there is a place in the world where the Ring of Order is designed to punish sinners, it should be similar to this one.

The benefits are not without it - living in such a ghost place for a month or two, no one can threaten him with "going to hell" anymore.

The corners of Carlin Jacques's mouth rose slightly... Although it is not good to do so, it is true that only when he thinks that the novelist is worse than himself can he feel a trace of happiness in the boring and monotonous life at sea.

It would be even more wonderful if this guy could be further recognized, and then be a boatman for a lifetime until he was hunched over in his 50s or 60s, and was frozen into a giant popsicle alone in the winter sea breeze of Beluga Harbor. .

The black-robed priest is very sure that if he really does this, there will be many people who will thank him - such as himself.

Thinking of this, Carin Jacques moved his head slowly, desperately looking out of the narrow window that was half blocked by the partition, looking at the endless sea outside, the waves jumping from time to time, almost no changing clouds and occasional clouds. In the shoal of fish that appears, look for the dull and monotonous happiness.

Just when he felt that his life would continue to be such a boring life, at the far end of the horizon, a small light suddenly flickered faintly.

At first, he thought he was dazzled, but soon, this inconspicuous "light" began to move on the horizon, revealing more and more upwards like a whale emerging from the water.

The little "light" began to turn into a sail under the clear sky.

huge sails.

"Um?"

Carin Jacques raised her brows, struggling on the bed to look at the window; the creaking movement caused a protest from the lower bunk, "Bang Bang Bang!" He kicked the bed board.

"Is that... a warship?"

The black-robed priest was stunned, ignoring the "roommate" who was still "Bang Bang!" kicking the bed board, and desperately stuck it to the half window, trying his best to open his bloodshot eyes.

In the endless sea, the outline of the battleship gradually became clear. Although it looked only as big as a toy from a distance, Carin Jacques, who had studied the navy a little, was able to figure it out through her general appearance. what a ship.

Battleship...that's a battleship!

And it's the battleship of the Empire!

Although the Clovis Navy is almost in line with the Empire (especially the Grand Duchy of Edland), because of the gap in national strength, the two sides actually have a certain difference in the concept of shipbuilding technology.

Clovis's warships put more emphasis on range and speed, and the hulls are more slender and compact. On the premise of ensuring the cabin and deck space, try not to put too many burdens on the ships that affect flexibility, even for battleships.

The Imperial Navy paid more attention to firepower and the sturdiness of the hull, and was keen to make the ship larger, adding more gun doors to the sides of the ship, and there was no concept of Clovis "main gun". The crew of each ship The number is almost the same as Clovis.

However, such professional knowledge is meaningless to an amateur like Carin Jacques. In his opinion, the problem is actually very simple - the empire has money, so as long as it is an exaggerated warship, it must be the Imperial Navy!

Why do the empire's battleships go to the east of the turbulent sea... And if there are battleships, there must be affiliated fleets around, with the empire's wealth and wealth, the light frigates will not be lower than double digits... How did they escape the Clovis royal family? The patrol of the fleet came to this route? !

Just when the black-robed priest was so surprised that he could not speak, another huge ship slowly entered his field of vision on the east side of the sea horizon not far away.

The side of the ship with the black and red King Clovis flag pierced through the sea and fluttered in the wind.

This time Carin Jacques finally saw it clearly - that was the pride of the Clovis Navy, the Crown!

Shouldn't she be waiting to retire in the military port of Beigang, how could she have come so close to the new world? !

Before the black-robed priest could close his jaw that was about to dislocate in shock, he saw the Crown, which was sailing downwind to the northeast, suddenly began to adjust its sails, and at the same time turned its course to the east.

Looking from the window, the two behemoths were almost parallel on the sea, and both seemed to be trying to move forward at full speed.

No way? Could it be that this is...

"boom!"

The sudden sound of breaking the door made the black-robed priest abruptly startled. He turned around abruptly and found his brother David was holding the drawing board, desperately trying to squeeze in.

"Carlin, did you see the two boats outside? It's a beautiful picture; I can guarantee that this time the landscape painting will not be like the previous train, it's just an artistic creation... There will definitely be someone willing to spend a lot of money Buy this painting from me!"

The sweaty David Jacques squeezed excitedly beside the black-robed priest's bed, and stretched out his right hand to his stunned brother: "Long story short, can you give me my paint - I remember it was in your luggage. It's in the box!"

"I……"

Staring at his brother's outstretched hand~www.readwn.com~ the black-robed priest hesitated, not knowing what to say more appropriately.

Just as he was about to teach David not to cause trouble as before, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several colored swallowtail flags suddenly raised on the side of the Crown in the distance.

Judging by Carin Jacques's extremely amateurish naval knowledge, this should be the battleship Crown sending a signal to the surrounding ships, informing its position and conveying combat instructions.

As for the combat order, this is...

The black-robed priest, who was trying his best to recall his poor knowledge, suddenly felt that the whole world began to spin, and the picture in the window in front of him quickly slid to the right.

The already noisy cabin suddenly became a mess, the suitcases rolled back and forth on the wet deck, the fragile partitions and the overwhelmed bedboards began to "crunch"; David Jacques, who was still excited just now, even more He bumped into the support of the double bed and landed on the ground with his head raised at the corner of his mouth.

The violent shaking also made the black-robed priest, who was in a drowsy state, wake up a little, and finally remembered the meaning of the semaphore of the crown.

She is calling the surrounding ships, planning to encircle and suppress the empire's battleships!

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