The cavalry captain naturally shook his head repeatedly. He had not been authorized to arrest people, and the people present had no hostile behavior against the cuirassiers. He was at a disadvantage both emotionally and rationally.
If this matter was brought before Pauli, he might be accused of acting without permission.
The cavalrymen holding ropes dismounted and stood there at a loss, looking at their captain hesitantly.
"Ahem, Lieutenant Colonel Bonaparte, the situation is urgent, please forgive me to execute the order first..."
The cavalry captain coughed twice in embarrassment, winked at his men, prepared to ignore Lawrence, and signaled them to continue arresting him.
After receiving the order, the cavalry had no choice but to hold ropes and approach the people step by step. The people on the field immediately retreated in panic, subconsciously retreating behind Lawrence.
At this moment, in their eyes, Lord Bonaparte is their only supporter.
"Wait!"
Lawrence shouted again, took two steps forward, looked directly into the eyes of the cavalry captain and said:
"Captain, you said you wanted to arrest the thugs. I would like to ask who are the thugs. In my eyes, there are only righteous Corsican fighters here."
"Lieutenant Colonel Bonaparte and General Paoli have identified this as a riot, so all those involved are naturally thugs."
The cavalry captain did not dare to look into Lawrence's eyes, so he could only scan the crowd and said, but his tone had long lost the forcefulness and richness it had when he first arrived.
"Everyone? There are nearly a thousand people here. Do you want to put them all in a dungeon?"
Lawrence sneered and said:
"If the army's dungeon is not enough, is the captain going to borrow my patrol's dungeon? And then fill up the Ajaccio prison too?"
The cavalry captain shook his head with a bitter look on his face. The entire population of Ajaccio was only about 20,000. It was impossible for him to arrest all the thousands of people, so he said:
"Lieutenant Colonel Bonaparte has already said that we will only severely punish the leading thugs as a sign of punishment."
"Oh...so that's it."
Lawrence pretended to be suddenly enlightened and protracted his voice, nodded his head exaggeratedly, turned around to face all the people present, and said loudly:
"Did you hear that, citizens? It turns out they are here to arrest me."
After that, before the captain could reply, Lawrence turned to look at him and said first:
"Captain, I am both the thug you call and the chief thug you call. This action was initiated and led by me. So, please arrest me and go."
The cavalry captain suddenly couldn't sit still in the saddle. He turned over smoothly and jumped off the horse. He held Lawrence's arm and said repeatedly.
Lawrence shook off his wristband as if he didn't hear it, and walked straight towards a cavalryman holding a rope.
The cavalryman stood in a daze, not knowing what Lawrence wanted to do, but he saw Lawrence grab the rope in his hand, put it directly on his body, and said to himself:
"This rope is a bit rough and it's really uncomfortable to tie it up."
When the cavalry captain saw this, his heart suddenly tightened. In his eyes, Lawrence was now a popular man in Ajaccio.
Congressman Carlo's biological brother, General Pauli's confidant, the fighting hero of Sheephorn Bay, and the patrol captain whom everyone expects. If any one of these identities is revealed, it is impossible for the cavalry captain to arrest Lawrence without authorization.
In addition, the captain did not know the relationship between Lawrence and Paulie. He only thought that Lawrence was promoted to lieutenant colonel in less than a month. He thought that he must have received infinite respect from Paulie, which made him decide not to offend Lawrence.
When the people present saw Lawrence tying himself up on his own initiative, they all took a few steps forward in anger, holding all kinds of strange weapons in their hands again.
In their eyes, without Monsieur Bonaparte, there would no longer be a leader who respected and protected them in the whole of Ajaccio.
"Damn, this is bad!"
The cavalry captain looked around, looking at the angry people, and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If his self-initiated decision arouses popular resistance, even if it is a one-sided massacre of these cuirassiers against ordinary people, such consequences are definitely not something that a small captain like him can bear.
"Lieutenant Colonel Bonaparte!"
Thinking of this, the captain quickly walked towards Lawrence, personally untied the rope from his body, and said hurriedly:
"I'm very sorry. My words were wrong. I...our mission is still to maintain order. Lieutenant Colonel, please understand."
Lawrence glanced at him calmly:
"My subordinates also said that the order here has been controlled. I will evacuate the people immediately. You can go back and resume your duties."
"Okay... okay, we will leave immediately after the people leave."
The cavalry captain saluted angrily, nodded in agreement, then returned to his horse and ordered all the cavalry to lift the siege and regroup behind him.
Lawrence also knew the principle of mercy and mercy. The continued gathering of these people here also made Lawrence a little worried, so he ordered his patrols to start to persuade the people to leave and evacuate them.
"Thanks to Monsieur Bonaparte."
"Yes, those cavalry were so terrifying, they scared me to death."
"I heard that most of the people captured by the army never came back. Fortunately, fortunately."
As the people left the beach, they talked loudly with the people around them, and everyone was full of praise for Lawrence's act of coming forward.
Many people had to look back at Lawrence every few steps, and finally left the beach with great gratitude and reluctance.
When the cuirassiers saw this, they looked gloomy and said nothing. They just rode their horses and walked quickly back to resume their lives.
The only people left beside the ruined church were scattered onlookers, Lawrence and his patrols, and the detained gang members.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Listening to the sound of horse hooves gradually disappearing, Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief and murmured:
"Huh...this trick of pretending to be powerful is quite effective."
Just now, Lawrence also knew that his status as a lieutenant colonel in the National Defense Forces alone could not suppress the cavalry captain. What really made him resist was his status with Poly and the people.
"Lord Bonaparte, the area around the church has been basically cleaned, and all the materials inside were transported out before it collapsed."
Old Sean watched the cuirassiers leave and relaxed a lot. He came to Lawrence and reported.
"What's in the supplies?"
"Most of them are food, bread and dried meat. In addition, there are a lot of coins, mainly Corsican gold coins, and some French gold Louis and Livres."
"How many coins are there?"
When Old Sean heard Lawrence mention this, he sighed and said with a sad face:
"There should have been a lot, but the people took away most of it, and the rest is estimated to be more than 4,000 Corsican gold coins."
Thinking that the one-eyed man was worth more than 4,000 gold coins, and that there must be more money in Silla's headquarters, Old Sean felt even more sad.
Lawrence smiled and shook his head indifferently. In his eyes, this was what those people deserved.
"Has everyone gathered together and prepared to return?" Lawrence ordered.
"The gathering is over, oh no..."
Old Sean suddenly remembered something, frowned and said:
"That kid Ya'an has been missing since just now, and he hasn't returned to the team now."
"Yan..."
Lawrence's mind flashed back to the young man who swore allegiance to him in the dungeon of the patrol that day. His hatred for Siro was definitely engraved in his bones:
"It's okay, let's go first, he still needs some time."