Jericho agreed, the Guardian must be stopped, but how to plan will be more difficult. He has already mastered important powers, except for the Almighty God, no one knows what this child can do.
"I will tackle this problem immediately, my lord," Jericho said. "You only need to care about the war you are about to face. Two days later, King Stephen of Welland will bring his army to the gate of Emmanuel."
Jericho did not wait for a reply. He disappeared from Morey's vision. He stood for a while, looking at the man. Jericho enjoyed another moment of fear in Morey's eyes.
Today is completely different from the day Fan Fan sank the slave ship. Today, masses of white clouds are hanging in the blue sky. The blue sea has become a sapphire.
Van Fan stood on the deck of the Mestrom, looking at the horizon, many ships waiting for Captain Bonnie to lead them into the battlefield. When they approached the mixed fleet formed by King Stephen, Van Fan noticed that none of the other ships was the size of the Mestrom. Some ships are slightly smaller, only half their size, but the Mastrom surpasses all their ships.
Captain Bonnister and Gideon stood on the deck in front of Van Fan, watching other ships approaching. "Will you disembark to meet the captains of other ships?" Gideon asked.
"There is no time to do these things," Bonnister said. "We still have one day away, just to reach the port of Emmanuel in time. King Stephen will wait for us to signal so that he can start the attack."
"What is the signal?" Fan Fan asked.
"Hundreds of shells smashed the enemy navy and made them sit in the harbor and smile!" he said with a smile. "I can't think of a better signal to start fighting, can you?"
Fan Fan shook his head. "I think this will do."
"Once we pass through this port, this old girl will start using our special dishes to hit the palace itself!"
"But how do you get to the palace from the port?" Gideon asked.
"These special products can be hit farther with less gunpowder. Our special ammunition will enable them to get there accurately. I will aim at the back wall by the cliff, overlooking the sky blue. The bright white wall is very Easy to be the target of my artillery regiment," Bonnister explained. "Morey won't know what hit him!"
This sounds like a good plan, but neither Gideon nor Van Fan are as confident as Captain Bonnie. When the devil becomes part of the equation, anything can happen. Nevertheless, they were very happy to be able to board the Maistrom, and after witnessing Bonnister dealing with slave traders in a storm, and destroying Morey’s ammunition depot in Tilly before that, the boys felt that they had There are good reasons to believe in the captain's ability. No matter what happened during the naval battle, the whirlpool was the safest place for them.
"Like I said, boys, I don’t have time to stop and board the other ships in the fleet. But," he said to Fan Fan, "If I can let you take a copy of my attack plan to other ships, When we are in transit, then we can coordinate and make up for lost time."
"I think I can do it," Fan Fan hesitated. He waited to see if Gideon had any objections. The priest said nothing.
"It's great, guys." Wait a minute, I'll get those papers back from my cabin," he said hurriedly to get them.
Gideon waited until Captain Bonnie was gone, and he spoke. "Fan Fan, if you don't mind, I want you to do something else on another boat."
"what is this?"
"I still worry that King Stephen hired mercenaries to fight Morey in this fleet. When you leave, just pay attention to the activities of the gods on other ships."
"Especially mercenary ships?" Fan Fan asked.
"Yes. We don't want our guards and the enemy to relax their vigilance. The most important thing is that they are cunning. At any time, cunning can overcome brutal forces."
Captain Bonnister quickly returned with a leather bag full of equipment, including his coordinated attack plan on the fleet. He gave them to Fan Fan. "Here you are, boy. I am very grateful."
"Don't you think the other captains would want to know why Fan Fan suddenly showed up to give them your plan?" Gideon asked.
"Maybe," Bonnister admitted, "but don't bother to give them an excuse. Just say that you are a servant of the gods with Captain Bonnister's plan of attack on the fleet."
"They would think he was an angel," Gideon said.
"Maybe, but then they won't dare to ask any more questions," Bonnister said with a mischievous smile on his face. "If they thought this battle was a blessing from God, they might have played better." Somehow, Bonnister always made his heinous pranks completely logical.
Fanfan disappeared again, there was no flash, no sound, he was with them for a while, and then left.
Van Van noticed the surprised expression on Captain Bonnister's face, because he was invisible to them, and the captain did not have the ability to see Van Van with his own eyes. On the other hand, Gideon was not surprised by this. At least he didn't show it.
Fan Fan wore metal armor again, his sword hovering beside him. He was a little surprised because he found that this leather bag had survived this shift and was still with him. He opened the flap and found parchment. This is a good thing, he thought. I never thought if they would be taken away by me.
The Maistrom easily stood out from all the fleet and passed through the large fleet. Each spacecraft adjusted its course in turn to enter with the Magellan in a loose formation suitable for combat forces. There is a total of 1 ship, excluding the Maistrom, they all look very powerful. However, now Morey's controlled navy is capable of destroying them. If Bonnister does not surprise Morey's fleet if given the opportunity, then this ragged and invincible fleet will never leave this port.
Fan Fan remembered his experience of jumping from the deck of this ship to a slave ship. He thought of the class he was taking with the little bird. The little bird was sent by the Almighty God to answer his teachings. He laughed at himself—it was a simple lesson, but it had such a low-key purpose. . This reminded him of a small voice talking to him.
Fan Fan focused his attention on this task, putting the leather backpack on his head, diagonally on his left shoulder, and diagonally on his chest. Captain Bonnister and Gideon were already observing other ships nearby. Bonnister raised his copper telescope to observe their deck. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)