Chapter 240 Battle
As the decisive battle day approached, the atmosphere on the island began to become dignified.
Inside Hope Island's Explorers' Guild, around a simple brass-bearing mechanism, crowds of people gather.
That machine was a telegraph, and the people around were all exploration crew members who hadn't gone to sea, and each of them had anxiety and expectation on their faces.
Everyone can't help but be nervous. The outside news just came out. Just two hours later, Governor Julio and Governor Swan will be in contact.
This war is related to everyone in the North Sea, and how the war happens is closely related to everyone's life.
Time passed by, and when it was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, "Dididididi~" the telegram suddenly began to ring by itself.
And as the sound came out, a piece of paper with long or short lines and the origin slowly emerged from it.
"Who will know the telegraph code! Quickly translate and translate! How are they doing??"
"Me! I did this before I went to sea." A small man with a red beard jumped onto the table where the telegram was placed, picked up the paper and began to read it.
His expression changed from surprise to hesitation, but he kept silent for a long time, and the captain around him was so angry that he wanted to curse.
"Short! Are you going to tell me or not! Are you being so slow, are you taking a shot at me??"
"Hurry up! What's written on it?"
Just when the other captains were excited, the little man suddenly spoke. "Swann attacked Julio's fleet!"
This sentence made the noisy hall instantly quiet, leaving only the sonorous voice of the little man echoing in it.
"The engagement point is three nautical miles south of Spider Island. Swan drove the "Lonka" to hide in the water. He used the beam of light that killed Governor He Fang to sweep across the entire fleet from below the water surface. Governor Julio's The Armada fleet suffered heavy casualties, and the Swann fleet ambushed all around has surrounded them, and they have started a war."
Speaking of this, the little man stopped for a while, threw away the paper in his hand, and continued to draw the next paper from the telegraph.
"Governor Julio started to fight back. He rushed to the "Lonka" alone. There were many people on the Ronka. They tried to stop Governor Julio, but they were all quickly defeated by Governor Julio."
"Those people are traps! Just when Governor Julio was entangled by those people, a beam of light directly drowned them all!"
"Hiss~!" Everyone present gasped.
Just when they thought the battle was about to end, the telegraph beeped again.
"Governor Julio is fine! He didn't know how to hide!" He really deserves to be the strongest governor in Earthsea! ! "
"Huh~" Everyone let out a big breath, and under the little man's message, they seemed to be on the scene.
"He was the only one standing in the boiling water! He ignored the warships fighting around him, and rushed directly to the long legs of "Lonka"!"
Telegrams were sent one after another, and one after another was interpreted by all the islands in the Earth Sea. Everyone was concerned about this great war, and everyone's heart sometimes rose and sometimes fell as the battle situation changed.
The little man said it was a full three hours, and when he grabbed a telegram again, he felt that his throat was about to burst into smoke.
Before you know it, papers are scattered all over the floor.
"Who has water, give me something to drink, my throat is dry."
"I have wine here! Quickly read to me!" A leather wine bag was thrown up.
The little man picked up the wine bag and took a few sips, then wiped the liquid from his mouth with his sleeve, intending to continue analyzing the paper in his hand, but after looking at it, he was stunned.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."
"Amazing!! Governor Julio boarded the "Lonca"!!!"
When hearing this news, the roof of the entire hall was almost toppled by the excitement of the crew,
They all know what it means to be the only governor of Earthsea with 15th rank strength.
As long as he boards a "Lonca", it means that it won't be long before he unscrews Swan's head.
At that time, the pressure on everyone's heads will disappear in an instant, and the western sea will return to calm again.
"The Lonca is on fire and it's smoking, big, big smoke! Julio's attack did the trick!! I reckon he's going to catch Swan soon."
Just as everyone held their breath and waited for the last moment, the telegram rang again.
"Swan crawled out of it. He was dragging something in his hand, it was the body of Governor Julio! Governor Julio is dead!!"
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Exactly! Everyone in Earthsea knows that the governor of the British Isles has no strength at all! How could he kill Julio!!"
"I don't believe it! This must be a lie!!"
"Dididi." The excited captains immediately stopped, waiting for the little man to continue translating.
"Governor Julio isn't dead! He re-emerged from his crew, dripping with blood! He took out something, and it was a—"
The little man's words stopped abruptly, and when everyone asked him to continue, he flipped the paper in his hand.
The upper half of the telegram code, which should have had dots and lines, was completely covered by various messy pits, as if the other party was suddenly disturbed by something when typing on the telegram.
"Don't worry, I'll ask what's going on over there." After the little man finished speaking, he put his hand on a brass handle of the telegraph and pressed it rhythmically.
Everyone is anxiously waiting. But it seemed that the line was disconnected over there, and no news was sent again.
All the islands in Earthsea are constantly sending telegrams to Spider Island in an attempt to know the situation on the battlefield, but all the results are the same, as if something is hindering the transmission of the telegrams.
However, in such a huge battlefield, there are always some fish that escaped the net. When these people fled back to the island, the news finally came to Hope Island, and the governor of the island was always the first to get the news.
"What did you say? They have a truce!?" Charles stood up in shock.
He has thought about various situations, and has made many plans for possible situations, but he never thought of this situation.
"According to the telegram, it seems that Governor Julio used an unusually powerful relic. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and they began to retreat."
Just when Charles was calculating in his mind how to take advantage of this situation and maximize his benefits, the steward walked up to him, "Master Governor, the Light God Sect is at the door with a huge stone statue, and they said they want to see you."
"The Pope is behind Swan, what is this guy looking for me now?" Charles thought to himself.
It's too late today, so I have to do the third update. Sorry, I will challenge the fourth update tomorrow.