C2719 Who would dare to be a deserter! (2/2)
”Forward!” Forward! Forward … ”
The singing started, the atmosphere became explosive, the soldiers became red in the face, their hearts were filled with patriotism and passion, the Marseille song lit a fire in their hearts.
The bayonet subconsciously lowered its head, dodging the sharp blades of the councilors. The soldiers didn't even dare to look directly into the eyes of these crazy councilors!
The representatives' concessions were already filled with sincerity. They had given up the command of the 800,000 National Guard s and even added 2 billion in special war taxes. The only condition was that the French Emperor could not be withdrawn to Paris!
Proud national sentiments could not accept retreat, could not accept the enemy's burning of war into the capital!
”Back in the days, the capital of the Austria was never surrounded by enemies. Could it be that our France's weak spots are not even as good as the Austro-Hungarian Empire's?”
”Wuwuwu …” ”I don't accept it, I definitely don't accept it!” The frantic councilor even snatched the soldier's bayonet with his bare hands. The sharp blade cut through the palm of his hand, and his blood stained the marble floor.
”Madmen, a bunch of madmen!” How could the Montaubans dare to suppress him? As soon as they saw that the situation had gone out of control, they immediately ordered their people to retreat. ”Go! Retreat immediately!” I know what you guys are saying, and I'll report it back to the empress as soon as I can! ”
At this moment, Montaubon, who had been in high spirits a moment ago, left the council in a dejected manner!
Blanqui and Thiers looked at each other and laughed bitterly, they knew that they could no longer suppress the situation they were in!
Indeed, in that era, the organizations of all kinds of movements were very loose. Even the Workers' Movement was not as strict and disciplined as the later generations.
Blanqui and Thiers could only use their own influence to advise them, but they could not give out any orders!
It was like this today. When the news of the French Emperor attempting to lead his troops to Paris and spread throughout the city, a riot broke out and thunder roared. The whole city was in an uproar.
”Refusing to retreat, the Empire will never accept defeat! Fight to the end! ”
”We can't lose even an inch of the mountain and river, we'll head to the front line on foot!”
The passionate singing of the Marseille music echoed in every street. The irony was that while the thugs were fighting and burning the shops, they were also singing the patriotic music of the Marseille.
What was more tragic was that in many factories there were crazy movements of workers swinging hammers to destroy the machinery of Prussian production!
Although the Prussian industrial products of that era were not as famous as those of the later generations, the quality was already quite good. Although the Prussian goods used in France were few, but there were still some.
Workers who were unable to vent their emotions even vented their anger on Prussian imported lathe tools and threw boxes of precious lathe knives into the Seine.
Paris had already collapsed completely. The Queen within Tuileries' Palace looked at the chaotic city with a horrified expression and looked at the many burning districts. Her thighs, hidden within her skirt, trembled like sieve chaff.
”Send the news!” Send a telegram to His Majesty as soon as possible! ”
”Let him fight on the front lines to the end... ”Don't ever come back here!”
”For God's sake, don't come back!”
”As long as he dares to come back, these madmen will tear us apart, and they will send me to the guillotine!”
Empress Ou Renni suddenly thought of Louis XVI and Ma Li who had their heads chopped off. Did they see a similar crazy scene before their deaths back then?
”The nightmare of the Revolution has begun again! What should I do? ”What can I do …”