Chapter 558 Retaking the Lord's Mansion

Undoubtedly, the words of General Manager Ford and Supervisor Hayden threw the police and militia into chaos.

Everyone stared at each other in a daze, not knowing how to react, as if they were looking forward to their companions making a decision for them.

And Billel McReynolds, who was controlled by Ruth Hayden, looked ashen. His intimidation just now was his last effort, hoping to survive from death, but instead of scaring the people present, he heard from Old Ford that it was even worse news for him. Paul Graman was still alive!

Now Billel McReynolds has completely collapsed! There is a question that keeps turning around in his head: How did the people in the Lord's Mansion get the external information?

Old Ford and the officials of the Council of State looked at the police and militia nervously. Although the guards in the Lord's Mansion were elite, there were only 30 of them, and they were not fully prepared for the conflict. When facing the police and militia with a numerical advantage, no one dared to say what the result would be once they started fighting.

Everyone was standing in a trembling confrontation.

Just then, a decisive voice broke the deadlock.

"I believe what Butler Ford said!"

Lucas in the police team loudly expressed his judgment.

"I have long felt that Captain McReynolds is abnormal! Brothers!"

He walked out of the team, stood in front of all the police, and said to them: "What are you still hesitating about, Butler Philip and old Lord Ford, as residents of Lake Heart Town, you must know their character. The two of them have served three generations of Earl Graman. If their words are not credible, who else can be believed? There is definitely an army led by Lord Schroeder outside the city. What's more..."

He glanced at the police captain who had fallen into a state of despair.

"Billel McReynolds has just admitted that he and Burgan participated in the rebellion against Count Graman. As police officers loyal to Count Graman, how can we associate with traitors?"

"Yes!" Someone immediately responded, "We must not stand with traitors."

Lucas was a little surprised that it was not his colleague who responded to him, but the militia captain, who seemed to be called Zane.

Zane also stood up and saluted to Ford, "Master, please give us orders. Just ask us if you need us to do anything."

But before Ford could speak, he raised his hand and turned to the militia of Tata Village and shouted: "Long live Graman! Long live Alda!"

"Long live Graman! Long live Alda!" The militia of Tata Village responded to Zane and made their own choices.

"Yes, Burgan is absolutely unpopular!" Perhaps infected by the momentum of the militia, the police also made their own choices.

"I am loyal to Count Paul Graman!"

"I have always been loyal to Count Paul Graman, all because of McReynolds's deception..."

Now, everyone in the hall has drawn a clear line with the traitor.

"Good!" Old Ford and others saw that the situation was developing in the direction they expected, and they finally let go of their worries.

The chief steward of the Council of State Affairs ordered: "Now you will be under the unified command of Director Hayden to do a good job of defending this castle. And you must make a big show to let the traitor Burgan know that something happened in the castle and disrupt their military morale."

According to the order of Chief Ford, everyone took action immediately.

All the combatants - guards, militia, and police, more than 200 people, were divided into several groups by General Hayden, and each was assigned to a defense area.

The castle gate, which had been closed, was piled with a pile of stuffing in the doorway - boxes, furniture, sandbags, etc., including Hansel, Bernard, Cecil and others who participated in the handling.

Then, a cannon placed at the castle gate was ignited.

The rumbling sound of the cannon conveyed some kind of information to the distance.

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At the junction of Lakemore and Emden, two armies were facing each other.

The side with more people, about nearly a thousand people, except for a few knights riding tall horses and wearing neat armor, most of the others - probably soldiers - were wearing clothes of different colors and styles, most of which were made of linen. In addition to those knights, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers were also varied, with spears, swords, and even pitchforks. They lined up in a loose formation, constantly waving their arms at the opposite side, making various provocative movements, and speaking dirty words.

The side facing them was also the side with fewer people, with a number of less than 300 people, but lined up in neat rows, with soldiers standing closely side by side, holding muskets with good bullets and bayonets, not saying a word, staring seriously at the front. In sharp contrast to the noise on the opposite side, these soldiers did not say a word, did not whisper to each other, and did not whisper. It was in sharp contrast to the noise of the opposing troops.

In the open space between the two armies with very different styles, two people on horseback were talking.

"This is simply outrageous!"

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Count Bazel questioned Lieutenant Colonel Walton angrily.

"I was clearly invited by Lake Heart Town to come here to eliminate the bandits, you... you actually ignored the order of your master and stopped me here!"

"Count Bazel! Our own army can handle the things here, and we don't need the outside army to come in to help!"

Walton said humblely.

"What's more!" His skepticism appeared in his eyes, "Is there really any bandit? Will it be ... did you make it?"

"You ... bold!" Earl Bazel shouted with a sharp throat, "You ... this ... dare to doubt me!"

If it was before, Bazel was even too lazy to talk to people like Walton, and a guy with the title of Cavaliers with only the title of Cavaliers, with the honorable count and sitting on the side of the saddle, was really lost.

"I am Earl Bazel, the nobles of the kingdom, how dare you ... how dare you? This is a humiliation of me!"

"You listen, Walton! Just a week ago, a group of poor gangsters attacked my territory, killed and set fire, plundered the property, and used the power of nine cattle and two tigers to find the clue ... Maden, Huxin Town promised to give me a statement, let me bring troops to pick out this group of bastards, I think you should receive orders! "

Although he said so, Count Bazel's heart was drumming. What's going on? Didn't you say that you would go in, why is this Walton so arrogant?

No, what happened to that group of things?