C3056 Commune fight for power (1/2)
Facing the sudden and powerful intervention of the regular army, the National Guard of the commune started to panic, but many people still held onto hope, believing that the Interim Government would not harm an arm, it had to be known that the two armies had teamed up together to break out of the siege before.
”Don't be afraid... These soldiers were here to scare people off … ”They couldn't beat the Prussian outside the city, and only knew that we were being bullied …”
”All have... Aim... Shoot! ”
The commander of the garrison unit didn't even bother to speak any nonsense this time, she directly gave the order with a savage expression. The French soldiers standing in the front half kneeling on the street stood in the back, while the two rows of rifles fired at the same time.
Pah pah pah … The bullet flew towards Self-Defence Force who was caught unprepared, and the head area was instantly knocked onto the ground.
”Damn it!” These bastards shot... Counterattack! ”
Pah pah pah … The National Guard was also not weak. The weapons in their hands were not inferior to the regular army's.
Contradictions had never been formed in a day. Outsiders might think that bloodshed was just a coincidence, but there had to be a reason behind it!
It was an unchangeable fact that the working class in Paris wanted to seize power. Their lives were too miserable, and the huge disparity between rich and poor made it impossible for them to survive.
Why was there a demonstration? Why a revolution of violence? Why did he not reconcile with the French Emperor no matter what? In the end, they really couldn't live on.
His meager income could not even satisfy his basic hunger. His child did not have the right to education, and he looked down on illness. Even though he was injured, he did not receive any compensation …
Living in the dirtiest slums, life is always to tear down the east wall to repair the west wall, pawnshop is their frequent patronage place!
In contrast, the aristocratic capitalist luxurious and lustful life, poor place, rich Xianqian! Paris was home to all the rich people of the France, who sometimes lived a block or two away from the slums.
Whenever these poor people passed by the rich districts, they would always be shocked by the scene in front of them. There were small snacks in the windows that were as beautiful as art pieces, and beautiful long skirts that were so gorgeous that it was hard to believe.
There was not a speck of dust on the body of the gentleman who got down from the carriage. The tips he took out to tip him were all gold coins.
The cost of a banquet in a large restaurant was enough for a poor family to spend half a year.
Hatred never piled up in a single day. Ever since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, ever since the existence of the working class, these differences and contradictions continuously accumulated.
During the period of the French Emperor's rule, these workers had marched on the streets countless of times, demanding a raise in wages, shortening the time spent working, and also requesting for a disability pension …
In the eyes of the workers, these were clearly rights that were perfectly justified, but what did they get? It was an expulsion, an arrest, and even a massacre!
And from that moment onwards, Blanqui and the rest had chosen the path of martial arts rebellion, fighting the French Emperor to the death!
After the fall of French Emperor, the left faction's forces, after a short moment of cheering, suddenly realised that their problem had not been solved.
It was only because of this patriotic war that the conflict was temporarily suppressed!