Chapter 39 (1/2)

At the same time, Lord Bolton, the original owner of Bastille, had just received the news that he had been robbed. It was not other people who sent the news to him, but Clayton, the Corruptor who fled overnight from Bastille.

Sean and McKee made a serious mistake in their judgment of Clayton the Corruptor. They only considered Clayton's past style, but ignored one thing - the threat they posed to Clayton.

Whether it is Shawn's hand overhead, or the outstanding performance of the juvenile army, let the Corruptor Clayton feel a strong threat.

They also overlooked a key factor: the Bastille contribution to Clayton's ability to mix like a duck in water.

Clayton's feelings for this city are much more complicated than ordinary Andes mountain people. As a man who has not lost his conscience completely, he hates it. However, as an extremely selfish person, he does not want the city to disappear, thus damaging his own vested interests.

His response to Sean's invitation was based on this complex feeling. He thought that this time it was Shaun's boyish and idealistic little trifling.

In fact, before the fall of Bastille, it was not only the Corruptor Clayton, but also McKee, the skull breaker. As long as it can cause certain damage to the troops brought out by old Bolton and make the other party feel heartache, it will be a brilliant victory. How dare you dream of uprooting Bastille.

This is something that Derek, who has the reputation of king of Andes, has failed to rise like a meteor and fall like a meteor more than ten years ago.

When Bastille was taken down overnight, McKee, the skull breaker, was naturally ecstatic.

The Corruptor Clayton was really stupid. He was completely disorganized. He sent people to provoke and kill the red eyed mountain people and slaves. Then he felt insecure and rushed out of Bastille with his own people.

When he entered the mountain and was blown by the mountain wind, Clayton woke up from that kind of confused shock, and then he was at a loss. He didn't know what to do and went back to Yingshan's nest?

If old Burton could hit Sean and McKee, it would be a suicide if the latter won. Their names would be at the top of the mountain. It would be a matter of one sentence to destroy himself.

Three days ago, Clayton had absolute confidence in old Bolton, but now, in any case, it is Sean and McKee's coalition that has the upper hand.

However, Xiao Xiong is Xiao Xiong. As soon as Clayton bites his teeth and stomps his feet, he appears here. Whoever makes him feel bad, he will make life worse than death.

”Sir Clayton, this joke is not funny.” Old Burton's face was very normal except for his gloomy eyes. ”If you dare to spread this kind of disturbance, don't blame me for ignoring our friendship for so many years.”

As an old fox who has been in a high position for many years and has been dealing with those treacherous nobles all the year round, old Burton doesn't even believe himself. How can he easily believe the words of outsiders, especially the wall riding faction like the Corruptors, which at first glance seems so absurd.

”Lord, do you think I look like a joke?” Clayton, the Corruptor, was extremely unyielding. For the first time in his life, he was suspected of having ulterior motives. ”It's not been a year or two for us to deal with each other. My Lord of the city should know that if the situation was not urgent, would I do this kind of personal adventure?”

Old Burton's eyes flickered for a moment. Although he didn't answer, he began to murmur in his heart.

Cleton, the Corruptor, is famous for his poor life. Although there are various dirty deals between them, most of them can be counted by their spokesmen. The number of times they meet can be counted by one slap. If something really happens, push out your own spokesperson and get a clean sweep.

On the one hand, on the other hand, they did lose contact with Bastille. The liaison officers, who had been in the morning and evening, had not arrived on time for two days. All the five waves of sentries sent out by them one after another went to the bottom of the sea.

All sorts of signs show that something happened to Bastille, his old nest, but when it comes to the fall of the enemy, he would not believe it.

Although he brought out most of the elite of Bastille this time, he still left more than 1500 elite soldiers for Bastille, and nearly 3000 slave soldiers to assist in defense. Clester the fox was resourceful and had enough ordnance and food. Even if he was besieged by tens of thousands of troops and defeated the other party, he could not say that, but he could do it in a month or two. They can't go out of the city without five days and three hundred miles. If there is such a large movement of troops, they can't be unaware of it.

Erikson, the bull, said in a sullen voice: ”I don't understand. Please explain to me that there is a distance of 400 miles between Bastille and Eagle mountain. In terms of location, we are closer. How did you know that Bastille was captured? And at the risk of their own safety, personally came to pass the message? Our friendship is not as deep as this? ”

”This...” Clayton, the scavenger, looked very embarrassed. He also knew that if he didn't get some evidence, it would be very difficult to trust the other party. After hesitating for a long time, he drew a long scroll from his arms.General Erikson, pressing his sword, stood up. With just one stride, he was in the middle of old Bolton and Clayton.