Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 "Huh~!" A group of cannonballs with black flames flew over Charles's head, and slammed heavily on the greenhouse behind him, leaving a big hole with black smoke.

　　Inside the cave, the islanders' exclamations and screams were heard.

　　 It was a cannonball fired by the sunken ship of a deep diver. Although I don't know what is wrapped in it, it is dangerous and deadly.

　　 I hope that the navy of the island will not do it like this. Whether it is a fort on the shore or a steamship on the sea, they quickly turned the muzzle and started attacking the sunken ship.

　　 In the cold water, as the bubbles continue to roll, more shipwrecks continue to float up,

　　 For a time, the entire sea surface turned into a pot of porridge, and the sound of gunfire continued. Hope the islands around the island suddenly boiled.

　　 "Mr. Charles, are we going to help?" Lily who was caught in her palm raised her head and asked.

　　 Staring at the motionless octopus head on the boat, Charles shook his head.

　　 "Don't worry, the opponent doesn't mean to fight a big battle as soon as they come up. Let's take a look at the overall situation first."

　　 Charles stepped on the greenhouse and rushed to the east quickly.

　　 Soon they came to the easternmost part of Hope Island. Charles used a black blade to open the thick shed and jumped straight down.

Below 　　 is a towering square white building, in which people wearing blue navy uniforms walked quickly.

　　 Charles's arrival immediately made the person on alert pull out his pistol and pointed it up, but when he saw that it was his governor, he immediately stood still and saluted.

　　 Charles ignored them and hurried to the command room.

"Beep... Beep..." The sound of telegrams continuously passed into Charles' ears. In front of this underground command room of more than 100 square meters, at least a dozen telegrams quickly accepted and came to other places on the island. Or news on board.

　　 Feuerbach followed a few men in military uniforms, standing in front of a huge sand table and watching.

　　 It is a simple model of Hope Island, and the number of enemies around and the offensive are quickly marked.

　　 "The enemy landed on the island at 4 o'clock in the direction of the island! The first line of defense and the second direction were breached!"

　　 "Telegraph to Chief James and ask them to dispatch the police from the two squadrons. As long as they support it for a few minutes, the nearby warship support will arrive.

　　 After a big beard yelled, he used his right palm, which was missing a few fingers, to stand on a simulated chart and quickly deduced it.

　　 The other 4 people who did the same thing with this bearded man. They commanded the whole battle in an orderly and swift manner, and they matched each other very tacitly.

　　 "Captain, why did you come here?" Feuerbach still looked relaxed, as if he did not feel the tension of the imminent war.

　　 "How's the overall situation? No problem, right?" Charles asked, looking at the constantly changing deduction chart.

　　 "Of course no problem, as I told you a few days ago, we are fully prepared. These monsters are about to take our islands. Let's have his dreams."

　　 "Be energetic, don't forget that they are not humans. If Hope Island is captured, all men will be sacrificed to their evil gods, and all women, regardless of age, will be used as breeding tools by them."

"The problem is that in this situation, I can't help much. You see, these five soldiers in front of you are veterans who have participated in dozens of naval battles. In terms of military strategy, they are definitely more useful than mine." Erbaha smiled at Charles and introduced the five commanders in front of him.

　　 "Have the family considered? They haven't moved now, maybe they are plotting something."

The beard who was in command stood up, and said to Mr. Charles, neither humble nor overbearing: "The watchman has reported their current location. I have asked people in the three police stations and the navy to form a temporary fortification team. Staring at them is absolutely foolproof."

　　 "Don't let your guard down, the opponent's individual strength is very strong."

The beard is not at all polite, "Your Excellency, the professional, please leave it to the professional to solve it. Instead of making trouble here, you might as well ask the gang of gods of the Guangming Sect why there is no movement at all. Only you can ask."

　　 "They didn't do it?" Charles, with frowning brows, immediately turned and hurried towards the church of the Illuminati.

　　 Looking at the back of Charles leaving, Feuerbach walked to the beard with a smile and patted his belly with his hand.

　　 "Be polite to the Governor, after all, he is our head."

　　 "Will you be polite to fight a war? Still care about life and death matters? The only thing that soldiers show themselves is genuine combat exploits, not some messy things." After the beard finished, he continued to look at the battle map in front of him.

　　 Feuerbach shrugged and didn't say anything.

　　 After a while, the telegraph soldier next to him immediately reported: "All the ships of the Shining God Cult have gone out to sea, and they are fighting the murlocs."

　　 The beard slapped the table with excitement, "Great, inform Brigadier General Jimmy to let his fleet withdraw first. We must prepare certain ships for dispatch."

　　 Charles stood on a roof, watching the airships flying up in front of him, and the warships driving into the sea.

Cardinal Hoon stood beside him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said with a hint of flattery: "Governor Charles, we originally wanted to help, but seeing that the navy layout has been opened, we did not join in the fun and were afraid of fighting. Upset your battle plan."

　　 Charles turned his head to look at the white-haired old man. He didn't plan to distinguish whether the other party was saying the truth or not. "How long will your pope be here?"

　　Although the battle seems to be deadlocked, Charles still has no bottom in his heart. If the powerful pope arrives, it will definitely be the final word.

　　 "It should be coming soon, I'm really sorry, you know, the Holy Light Cathedral is too far away from Hope Island, and there is no ocean current in between."

　　 Charles sighed slightly, and sure enough, he had to rely on himself at this time.

　　 After quickly distinguishing a lower position, he put Lily in his hand on the ground and walked quickly towards the direction of the family closest to him.

　　 My own strength is equally good, instead of waiting here, it would not bring a little change to the whole battle situation in the next stage.

　　 Lily ran with all four feet on the ground, seeming to want to keep up, but Charles quickly threw it away.

　　 "Go back to the island and let your rats come out from the sewer to help guard the shore!!" Charles said without looking back.

　　 He didn't stop when he came to the beach, and rushed up towards the remote green sunken ship with his feet on the waves.

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