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The Imperial Parliament, which had just been haggling like a vegetable market, was now silent. Looking at the soldiers walking in one after another, and looking at the shining bayonets, these MPs with their own agendas all shrank their necks.
At this time, the bones of the working class were still strong. Blanqui looked at Montauban calmly, stepped forward and said loudly, "Bring soldiers to attack the Imperial Parliament? Who gave you the right to do this? Is Napoleon III going to dissolve the Parliament again?" ?”
"At this time of national crisis, when we are trying every means to solve the crisis for the empire, you have raised the butcher's knife against us!"
"Very good, you can step on my body and walk over, giving this building that is about to collapse another kick, it doesn't matter!"
Montauban looked at the upright Blanqui, curled his lips and said contemptuously, "So many imperial congressmen have not said anything, why are you jumping out? As far as I know, you still don't have any identity. You seem to be related to It doesn’t matter here, right?”
Blanqui's face was slightly red, but the disciple behind him quit. Varlan's temperament was like a fire. He jumped out and retorted, "What does it mean to be a member of the parliament? With millions of working people in Paris, one person and one vote can send his mentor to the position of speaker." !”
“With tens of millions of working class people across France, one person and one vote can change the day!”
Montauban's face turned pale as he was robbed. "Okay, okay, should I understand this sentence to mean that you want to rebel! You want to resist the rule of the French Emperor!"
With a low roar, the rifles in the hands of a group of guards behind him trembled, and the sound of parts hitting each other revealed endless murderous intent.
Just when things were about to break out, Thiers came out. The leader of the republicans stood between the two people and said, "Enough! What the empire needs now is not bickering, but actual actions to save the country!"
"I think the Duke is not here to suppress us. If he wanted to take action, he should have taken action by now, so why bother talking nonsense! Tell me, whose order you came with!"
After all, Thiers had an official position. He was an official member of the Imperial Council, and Montauban had to take care of the procedures to some extent.
"Gentlemen, please don't misunderstand. I am not here to dissolve the parliament. On the contrary, I am here to supervise the proceedings of the parliament. I hope everyone can improve efficiency..."
"I have some bad news I just received to tell you... Just yesterday, Marshal McMahon's army was attacked by the Prussians with ten times the force. At this moment, the Vosges Mountains have been lost!"
"What... God... this is impossible!" The parliament was in chaos, and people were talking in confusion to vent their emotions.
"What's the noise! Shut up! Be quiet!" Blanqui and Thiers shouted in unison, suppressing the chaos at the scene.
Montauban said with a solemn expression, "The situation is very urgent. Your Majesty's Metz has been surrounded on three sides. We don't know whether we can break out now!"
"I came to the parliament under the order of the Queen of the Supervisor. There are two things that must be done!"
"The first thing is to establish the National Guard! No matter what, France is in danger now. If you can't come up with a plan to build an army in the shortest possible time, then you must accept the command of imperial officials!"
"There is no time for you to bicker. What we want now is for the new army to go to the battlefield immediately!"
"The second thing is to ask everyone about the possibility of a decisive battle with the Prussians outside Paris. I hope you will give me an answer!"
"Let me say it first. I came with the army today. These two things must be voted on within an hour, otherwise I will enforce them!"
With a bang, the parliament exploded, and everyone whispered to each other, but Blanqui and Thiers shrewdly understood the queen's subtext.
The two of them took a step forward, led Montauban to a corner and whispered, "Your Majesty wants to withdraw to Paris? Is the situation really this dangerous?"
Montauban looked at the surrounding members who were not eavesdropping, and lowered his voice and said, "Although you and I are not friends, I can't hide the national crisis from you!"
"The war situation is indeed not good. Now the front line is losing battles one after another, and the morale of the troops is very low. More importantly, supplies are not coming in, and there is a serious lack of ammunition!"
"The empire has been pampered for many years and has forgotten what it's like to fight on the mainland. The entire administrative system is in chaos. In addition, there are constant demonstrations and people are not working, which makes the logistics even worse!"
"The best choice for the war situation now is for the army to abandon the northeastern provinces and retreat to the outskirts of Paris. As long as it gets here, the newly formed National Guard can immediately replenish the army!"
"And only here will we not have to worry about logistics, and the soldiers will have endless bullets and endless rations!"
Thiers frowned, "There is really no good solution. Retreating to Paris will be like a fish in water. By then, we will win one or two battles on local battlefields, and the morale and morale of the army will be restored!"
Blanqui also nodded and said, "Indeed, when His Majesty returns to Paris, at least some good news will be sent to the Navy. This is also a way to cheer up!"
"But the most critical thing is time. We must start diplomatic negotiations and let the international mediate! Let the diplomats buy some time for our army to mobilize!"
Montauban clapped his hands, "Yes, this is the Queen's choice! But all this requires the parliament's stance... You know very well how crazy public opinion is now, and the Queen alone cannot control these people!"
"The national crisis is facing us. I hope you can put aside your estrangements and work together to solve the problem. I hope you can jump out and announce these choices. What you say, the power of people's resistance is still small!"
The empress and Montauban, who were able to force themselves, acted so submissively, which made Blanqui and Thiers feel a little bit of the changing world.
After all, they are all patriotic! No matter what philosophy they believe in governing the country, first of all, they are all French, and they all recognize their own nation!
"Let's do our best! As you said, let's get through the difficulty first..."
However, these three people completely underestimated the turbulent public opinion in France at the moment. They thought they could still control the situation, but the situation was already out of control.
"No! Absolutely not! I swear in the name of God that I will never allow the French Emperor to return to Paris!"
"The Empire cannot fail! The Empire will not accept defeat! The powerful Bonaparte family cannot have a deserter emperor!"
"A bloody battle with the Prussians! No inch of ground can be lost!"
The whole parliament was in a commotion. These angry members picked up everything in their hands and threw it back and forth. The ink bottles hit the soldiers all over their heads and faces!
"You shoot at us if you can! You stab my chest with a bayonet! But we will never allow the French Emperor to return to Paris! Shameful! Shameful..."
"We can hand over the command of the 800,000 National Guardsmen, and we can also increase the war appropriation of 2 billion gold francs... But we will never accept defeat, and we will not accept retreat!"
I don’t know who started it, but suddenly there was a burst of crying in the parliament!
