"No...for God's sake, stop..."
"Every citizen has the right to express his or her own opinion... Your use of violence will only plunge the country... into an abyss..."
"Ouch...my face, my face!"
The young congressman had never seen such crazy and unreasonable people. They did not debate with him at all, but directly chose violence.
Could it be that what I said was wrong? In the face of a national crisis, shouldn’t we first maintain the country’s basic operations and organizational structure?
Because only if the organizational structure can still function, can the country's power be organized and eventually turned into war strength against the invaders!
Is there anything wrong with this? Satrauman simply couldn't figure out what happened to these people.
For example, when the country falls into anarchy, who should the French provinces listen to? For example, the city of Nantes has 10,000 rifles. If there is no government, who would these guns be given to?
There are 100,000 tons of grain in Marseille. There is no government, so who should distribute it? These are very real issues.
Those local officials will also be confused. Can't you Blanqui send people to ask for money and things today and I will give them to you? Tomorrow Thiers and Trochu the day after tomorrow will come to ask for money and things, so whose orders will our province listen to?
This is a choice. No matter how bad the Emperor is, he has governed the country for so many years and has formed an inertia in the administrative system. When he issues an order, at least the local provinces will not be confused and will basically implement it.
And anarchy means that there are many orders, and no one has enough prestige. In the end, the local provinces do not know what to do and can only be confused and refuse to obey the orders of all parties.
Because if you listen to Blanqui, you will offend Thiers and Trochu, and if you listen to Thiers, you will also offend the other two people.
So who should you listen to? Isn’t this country in chaos? Once there is chaos, materials and manpower cannot be gathered and a joint force cannot be formed. How can we fight the Prussians?
What Satrauman wants to explain is such a simple truth: temporarily protect the emperor until the war is over, and then liquidate him. Is this wrong?
The rain of fists and kicks sent Satrauman rolling all over the ground. He could only curl up and cover the back of his head with his hands to protect his vitals.
"Please...please, for the sake of God, please don't hit..."
Just when he thought he was going to die today, suddenly the crowd was in chaos, and the violent people were rushed to pieces by a few strong men.
Six mercenaries drew out their gleaming swords and bayonets and formed a circular defensive position. They rushed into the crowd to protect the congressmen in the circle.
A black veteran showed his white teeth and smiled, "Mr. Congressman, you are safe now!"
There were only six veterans, four of whom were black from North Africa. Their upper bodies were bare, revealing countless scars. The murderous aura exuded by veterans of many battles was not comparable to that of thugs who relied on their strength in numbers to bully others.
Thirty or forty thugs looked at the gleaming sharp blade, swallowing their saliva but not daring to step forward. They just jumped around and cursed!
Although many of them are drunk, they also know very well that these people in front of them are gods of death, and they will never be merciless when they are really provoked.
A layman watches the excitement, and an expert watches the door. Naturally, there are experts among the crowd. They know that there is a difference between those who often kill people and those who have never killed anyone.
One looks at the aura, the other looks at the eyes!
There is no rules for ordinary people to fight. Even those who are experienced usually like to hit each other in the face with their fists, because slaps in the face have been very satisfying since ancient times.
But people who often kill people will not choose any meaningless target. Their eyes will wander to the key parts of your body, such as the neck, heart, lower back, ribs... including the location of the aorta.
At the same time, he will also judge your current posture and the next action to be taken, find a flaw and pierce your vitals with a knife. The emphasis is on ending your life as quickly as possible.
Encountering such an opponent, the unorganized people naturally retreated. They seemed to think that it was not worth losing their lives for a person who talked nonsense.
Sartreaumann was helped onto the carriage, and Thiers handed him a towel. "Congressman Sartre, why are you here?"
Only then did Satraumann, with swollen eyes, see that it was Thiers. "Oh, it's Mr. Thiers... I really made you laugh. I was originally going to the Parliament, but I couldn't hire a carriage and had to walk there... "
"Hahaha...I know!" Thiers laughed and said, "When you see these people's remarks, do you want to reason with them out of curiosity?"
"It's unwise. You are so unwise. These people are already on the verge of madness. If I had been a step later, you might really have died here..."
Thiers' expression suddenly changed, and he leaned into Satraumann's ear and whispered, "The Parliament has just received a telegram... His Majesty has surrendered in Sedan! All the 100,000 elites except those who died in the battle have been captured..."
"Ah!" he screamed, and the towel fell into the carriage. As a result, Thiers blocked his mouth.
"Keep your voice down! Do you want these people to hear it? It's top secret now... I came out to save you!"
"With His Majesty gone, how the country will run needs to be decided by the Parliament! We cannot hand over power to these people..."
Pointing at the angry mob on the street, looking at the drunkards screaming and shouting revolutionary slogans, there were even women who had stripped off their upper body and were standing in the middle of the crowd singing Marseillaise wildly.
The bizarre scene made the two congressmen in the carriage feel extremely absurd, but when they thought about the news that the emperor had been captured, their hearts were filled with fear.
"Where's the army? Who controls the Paris city defense force now? Who controls the police force?" Satrauman shouted in horror.
"Don't worry, let's go find General Trochu right now. As long as he can act quickly, the 180,000 city defense troops will not be in chaos!"
"We just have to compete with Blanqui and the others for time now!"
This is really a race against time. Thiers wants to quickly control the parliament before Blanqui and the others can react.
France no longer has an emperor, so the last place of authority in the minds of the people is the Parliament!
Only the decrees issued by the Parliament can be convinced by the majority of the French people!
Before the secret is revealed, quickly snatch a congressman. If it falls into the hands of Blanqui and others, God knows what will go wrong.
Murphy's Law says that things always tend to develop towards the bad side, and Thiers believes that!
While his men were racing against time to search for and protect members of Congress in Paris, the staff within the Grand Council who were leaning towards Blanqui finally brought the news out.
The ragged little newsboys were running crazy. They were running through the streets of Paris like a relay race. These children could always find the paths that adults were not paying attention to.
Run straight from the Parliament Building to Montmartre in the north, and go straight to Blanqui's lair!
"Sir! The Parliament has sent news..." The little newsboy rushed into the tavern and gasped desperately, "The Emperor... The Emperor... The Emperor has surrendered!"
"The hundred thousand Sedan army were all captured by... by... by the Prussians!"
Boom! The tavern completely exploded, and Blanqui and the labor leaders around him suddenly jumped up, "So soon?"
"Damn it, if the Prussians had 100,000 pigs to kill, they wouldn't kill them all so quickly, right?"
"That's one hundred thousand people!"
Blanqui's face turned pale, "Time is running out! Act immediately...According to the original plan...we must seize the rights!"
"Hurry up……"
