At 12 noon, the demonstration in Paris suddenly got out of control. Under the provocation of countless unknown persons, the originally peaceful demonstration suddenly turned into a killing feast!
There are always some irrational workers who attack nobles, capitalists, and policemen along the way. Some workers even transform into thugs and smash open storefronts along the street to plunder.
At the same time, there are always some police officers who disobey orders and shoot when they see an opportunity, gradually turning the conflict between the two sides into an endless war.
In less than half an hour, as soon as they left the Champs Elysées, Vallan and Duval realized something was wrong.
"Do you hear...where did the gunfire come from?"
"Oh God! There were indeed gunshots, and there were also faint shouts of killing!"
"Send someone to check quickly! What is the problem?"
At this time, a group of trade union leaders came running from a distance. They were all organizers of other marches. They ran over panting and shouted loudly.
"Oh God! Something big has happened. The London police have begun to crack down. They actually shot our brothers!"
"The intelligence is wrong. The intelligence you gave is wrong. Napoleon III did not give in at all. He never wanted to let us go. He set a trap and lured us onto the street. They are trying to get us." Surround them all and kill them all!"
Varlan shouted, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible. Our intelligence sources are very reliable. The Archbishop and Senator Gambit have all conveyed to us the attitude of Napoleon III!"
"As long as we don't take action, it's absolutely impossible for them to interfere with us! And even if they interfere, they won't be able to shoot so quickly!"
"Napoleon III is not a fool. Doesn't he know that we have now gathered a force of 250,000 people? Does he dare to confront us directly? Isn't he afraid of forcing a major uprising?"
The visitor gasped and said, "I understand what you said, but the fact is the fact! They are just shooting to suppress us. We have suffered heavy casualties. Our comrades have begun to fight back. We have no way to control the situation!"
"How do you explain it? Our comrades are dying at any time! They are bleeding. As a leader, you must shoulder this responsibility!"
"Enough! Now is not the time to blame each other. Of course we have to bear the responsibility, but the most important thing for us at this moment is to make a decision."
Varlan and Du Haier looked at each other and said loudly to the senior leaders around them, "Now we have two choices in front of us. The first one is to disband on the spot to avoid the expansion of the conflict!"
"The second option is that we continue to move forward despite the enemy's artillery fire. At least we have to send the body of martyr Victor Nova to the cemetery..."
Before he finished speaking, a fierce quarrel was heard in the crowd, "Why don't you resist? More than 200,000 like-minded comrades have gathered together. We are not afraid of any emperor or general!"
"Shut up! Are you playing with the lives of our comrades? Have you forgotten the lessons of past failures? Are 250,000 unarmed workers going to fight Napoleon III's 200,000-strong army armed to the teeth?"
"We simply don't have the strength for an armed uprising. Do you want our blood to be in vain?"
"There's no time to waste, how should we choose? Let's vote on the spot!"
The leaders of the labor movement and tens of thousands of ordinary citizens present were gritting their teeth in anger, but no one could refute. The gap in strength was right in front of them. It was useless to rely on more people without guns in their hands.
But people will not choose to retreat in despair. If they retreat today, it will be difficult to unite people's hearts in the future.
The sound of gunfire has ignited the anger in the hearts of tens of thousands of people. This is the largest parade, with 60,000 people gathered under the coffin of the hero. They are not afraid of anything at this moment, and only the flame of fighting is in their chests. combustion!
"Keep moving forward, never retreat!" The crowd roared like thunder. There was no need to vote at all! Everyone chose to move forward bravely.
"No matter how cruel the suppression is, it can't extinguish the flame of our working class's revolution! Move forward, keep moving forward! Keep moving forward despite the enemy's bullets! Let the whole world know the power of our working class!"
By now, the situation has completely gotten out of control, and conflicts are inevitable! Even if the movement leaders hope to restrain the situation, bloodshed and sacrifices may be inevitable.
The U.S. Ambassador to France, Elihu Washburn, looked out the window in horror. The demonstrations that had been orderly just now turned into chaos before his eyes.
He watched with his own eyes the noble lady being ripped into a naked pig by the angry workers, and then saw the angry workers rushing up to beat the noble lady, and then the police rushed over and started to fight back, and finally gunfire rang out.
His camera faithfully recorded everything, from the initial demonstrations to the final corpses strewn across the fields, the black and white images do not lie.
"God, what happened? How could we suddenly fall into such a horrific fight? Someone come! Let our people get out quickly and save people!"
The ambassador clicked the shutter to record everything today while giving orders to the military attachés in his embassy.
But at this time, the American soldiers on duty at the gate refused his order on the spot: "Mr. Ambassador, we can't go out, it's too dangerous... Look! A group of crazy workers are coming in front!"
Through the windows along the street, people in the embassy saw hundreds of workers covered in blood running from the west side of the long street. They ran over angrily, searching for something everywhere.
Everyone in the embassy looked at the workers and searched among the piles of corpses on the ground. Any workers who were alive were carried out to save them. Every policeman who saw someone alive swarmed over them.
These furious workers did not hesitate to take out the daggers in their hands and stabbed the still alive policeman in the throat. The ambassador looked at the two seriously injured policemen in horror. He kicked his legs and a pool of dark blood flowed from his neck.
The violent workers shouted excitedly, "Search for weapons and ammunition, keep moving forward, and kill all the emperor's lackeys!"
With a bang, the doors and windows of the small building opposite the embassy were smashed, and a group of thugs rushed in. Only the screams of terror could be heard in the villa opposite.
The ambassador crossed himself desperately, "Oh God! How did the situation deteriorate to this point? Have they started robbing people's houses?"
At this moment, the ambassador on the second floor suddenly saw a group of thugs rushing towards his embassy. He quickly ordered, "Shout to them immediately, this is American territory, so they can't mess around!"
The ambassador even unfurled an American flag himself, stretched it out the window and waved it desperately. The gun-wielding guard at the door also shouted out through the door, "This is American territory! This is the American Embassy. Please leave quickly and stand back, or we will shoot!"
The group of workers finally calmed down after looking at the flag waving at the door and the other party shouting. They took a few steps back and whispered to each other, "Don't cause a diplomatic conflict. Let's withdraw and go to the next block!"
The minister looked at the leaving thugs and wiped his sweat with lingering fear. He sighed, "Oh God! What is going on? Are these workers really armed in an uprising?"
"But Napoleon III stationed nearly 200,000 troops outside the city! Are these workers really not afraid of death? Are they going to challenge the regular army with their bare hands?"
"And these policemen, what is going on with them? Why do they dare to shoot on their own initiative? France is on the brink of war now, and Prussia is ready to move in the north. How can they dare to provoke civil unrest at this moment?"
"There must be a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy!"
