Chapter 535 Rebellion 3
While trying to avoid alerting the traitors, Paul’s camp moved nervously and quickly. Even Paul himself, the guard captain Victor and the intelligence agent Brandi also joined in the preparations. In the procession, the guards piled everything that could withstand arrows - wooden boards, carriages, boxes, and stones around the camp.
La Di held a bottle and sprinkled some unknown powder inside in different shapes in various corners of the camp. The parrot she summoned fluttered its wings and flew into the air, taking advantage of the cover of night to fly to the distant sky.
After completing all the preparations they could make under the current conditions, Victor ordered all the lights to be extinguished, and the entire camp was instantly plunged into darkness.
The anomalies in the lord's camp were eventually learned by the traitors.
Fergus's tent was brightly lit, and a group of people were sitting on the ground in a circle. Some of them felt that some of them were wearing armor.
“Graiman must have noticed something!”
After hearing the report from his servants that the lord’s camp suddenly fell into darkness, Fergus immediately made the above judgment.
"Huh?" Old Warren was a little panicked, "He...they won't run away, right?"
It's not time to take action yet - originally they planned to wait until midnight, Lord Most of the people in the camp were asleep before they started.
At this sensitive moment, Warren Sr. hated anything that went unplanned.
If the lord were allowed to escape, wouldn't they be killed and their clan destroyed?
"Sir Fergus... what should we do?"
Others also asked.
Although they were all very ambitious when planning, and everyone vowed to chop off the lord's head, at the moment before taking action, everyone felt panicked. He has ruled them for more than a hundred years, and after Paul Graiman succeeded to the throne, he rapidly increased the prestige of his family and became a being respected by all the major lords in the Northwest Gulf, including Duke Ferdinand.
Some people have even had the idea of how I had the guts to participate in their conspiracy.
But having already boarded the ship, there is no possibility of retreat now.
In this case, Fergus, the only one with military experience, became the backbone of the rebels.
A bunch of waste! Seeing the looks on his accomplices, Fergus cursed inwardly.
“Why are you panicking? This forest is full of our people and traps. Where can they go? Now, immediately gather all the people you have on hand to attack the lord’s camp!”
"Yes, Lord Fergus!"
As soon as the backbone gave the order, their inner panic was reduced a lot, and they all got up to gather people.
......
Paul held his self-defense pistol tightly, his palms full of sweat. He hid behind a wooden box with only half of his head sticking out. The moonlight stared intently at the pitch-black forest ahead. The forest that seemed to have infinite vitality during the day seemed to have turned into a monster that wanted to devour everything, approaching him little by little.
The green-haired witch was beside him. She felt Paul's nervousness and gently pressed her hand on his back. In an instant, Paul felt a warmth rising from his heart. The tense nerves relaxed a lot.
The rifled gun that Paul used for hunting has been given to the man with the best marksmanship among the guards - a young man named Egram. He is right next to Victor, the captain of the guard, and he can follow his instructions at any time to kill the most valuable people. goal.
“Coming!” La Di reminded.
The witch's eyes emitted a faint light, and Paul was not sure whether it was the effect of magic.
"Attention everyone!" Victor growled.
Within a few seconds, everyone heard the rustling sound coming from the depths of the woods.
At the same time, in the barracks in Huxin Town, the lights-out signal had been blown, and the entire barracks was shrouded in darkness, with only a few lights on the sentry posts.
The militiamen who came for training climbed into bed early. They had been tortured a lot in the past two days.
Especially today, the instructors asked them to reload and shoot over and over again like crazy, and the crackling sound rang in the military camp all day long.
Zane was lying on the bed, the thunderous snores of his companions lingering in his ears. Although he was very tired, he had not fallen asleep yet and seemed to be suffering from insomnia.
For some reason, Zane felt a little flustered after going to bed, as if something bad was going to happen tonight. What a damn premonition, he muttered silently and wrapped himself in the quilt.
Oh, I have early training tomorrow, so I have to fall asleep quickly.
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...
He began to count the sheep, silently imagining the scene of a large group of goats lining up to jump over the fence.
“Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!”
Suddenly he heard the shrill sound of bugles.
Huh? No, I even dream about emergency gatherings. My brain is really worthy of the hard training I put in during the day.
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The continuous sound of the bugle reached his ears.
Zane sat up all of a sudden. Wait! This is not a dream, someone is indeed blowing the trumpet.< br>
Is this voice? It's the call for an emergency rally.
"Get up! Everyone get up! Emergency gathering!"
Zane shouted in the dormitory at the top of his voice, while jumping on the floor and starting to put on his clothes.
"Gather? Gather for dinner? Oops!"
McGee talked vaguely in his sleep until Zane twisted him awake.
"Stop dreaming. This is a real emergency gathering. Get dressed quickly."
With Zane's efforts, all eight people in their dormitory were called up in less than a minute.
Five minutes later, they rushed out of the dormitory and went straight to the playground.
On the playground, Zane and the others found the position where they lined up for training during the day. Um? What, is your dormitory the first to arrive?
Then soon a large group of people ran over from the dormitory area.
"Line up! Line up like you did during the day!" Zane shouted to the militiamen coming from Tata Town.
Although there was a commotion at the beginning, within less than half an hour, the militiamen organized their teams and waited for the arrival of the instructors.
Lieutenant Burgan walked into the playground with his head held high, and then came to the podium facing the militia square.
"Brave soldiers! You gathered very quickly, which shows that you have worked hard during the day. I - Lieutenant Burgan - will always be proud of you!"
" However, the purpose of this emergency gathering is not to test you. Tonight you will bear a great responsibility that will be written into the history of Arda!”
Big responsibility? The uneasiness in Zane’s heart grew stronger.
I heard Burgan speaking very seriously on the podium.
"Our great and benevolent lord - Paul Graiman!"
"Unfortunately, he was assassinated tonight!"
Boom! There's a pot under the podium.
(End of this chapter)