When Duval saw the hesitant expressions on the faces of the defenders, he gritted his molar teeth and said fiercely, "Raise your guns in the front row...raise them high and shoot..."
The National Guard soldiers facing the military camp in front immediately raised their rifles. Various models of rifles were of different lengths. Some were muskets loaded with bullets in the front, some with needle-punching bullets in the rear, and even some with rifles. A 16th-century fire gun looks like a display piece for some collector.
Bang bang bang... There was a sound like frying beans outside Brown's barracks, and the smoke filled the air everywhere, causing people to cough desperately.
The bullets whizzed past the heads of the defenders and flew into the sky, making the roof of the warehouse crackle.
"Get out of the way quickly, hand over the keys, and don't die for the ruined empire... If you don't open your eyes, the following will shoot at you!"
"Don't shoot..." In the end, the defenders chose to save their lives. Under the battalion commander's order, the door was slowly opened, and a large bunch of keys were thrown into Duval's hands.
"We retreat, form a defensive formation and retreat... I hope you keep your promise!"
More than 300 French troops showed their bayonets, formed a huge defensive circle, and began to cautiously retreat backwards, surrounded by a large circle of National Guardsmen with red eyes.
The French army couldn't believe these thugs, because these people's eyes were fixed on the weapons in their hands. These were the latest breech-loading needle rifles, and there was no place to buy them if they had money in the arms market.
The three thousand greedy thugs had probably already set their sights on these weapons. At this moment, the well-trained soldiers showed their due qualities.
The sharp bayonets drove back the thugs, and they carefully exited the warehouse. We don't need the arms, but the guns in our hands are related to dignity and life. They must not be thrown away!
Duval and others were also shocked by the momentum displayed by the regular army. Seeing their determination to fight to the death, they knew that in order to break this hard bone, at least hundreds of corpses would have to be left behind.
"Let them go! We only want the weapons in the warehouse..."
Bang-dang... bang-dang... bang-dang...
The heavy iron door was opened, and everyone was stunned by the huge warehouse. This was the real military material warehouse, and its scale was not comparable to that of local garrison warehouses.
Box after box are full of brand-new rifles. Although many of them are front-loading Mini rifles, the butter on them has not been wiped off, and they are brand-new and glowing with blue light.
Barrels after barrels of coal are surrounded by drying charcoal. When you pry open the barrels, they are full of dark particles. When poured into your hand, they exude a unique smell and your palms will feel dry.
Just by looking at the black light on these * particles, you can realize its huge power!
"Hey, how many weapons are there here? There must be ten thousand rifles..."
"Don't be embarrassed. Such a big warehouse must store at least 30,000 rifles... Look, there are cannons in the back..."
The standard weapon of the French army's field artillery is the Napoleon cannon. The heavy bronze field artillery is mounted on a moving gun carriage. Two huge wheels support the black muzzle pointing towards the sky.
The brand-new cannon is covered with grease to prevent rust. From a distance, it looks like a well-oiled muscular man in a bodybuilding competition.
"Oh God! So many cannons, so many cannons...all taken away, transported to Montmartre..."
Duval was crazy. When had the National Guard ever made such a fortune? Their weapons were leftover from the teeth of all the working class, and they were snatched with their lives!
But what they have up to now is still a pile of junk, and the weapons in their hands are almost like museums. From the 16th century to the 19th century, they have weapons from various eras.
"It's really a shotgun exchange for a cannon. From today on, we are no longer a ragtag army! Take them all back... Duval was so excited that he cried."
From that moment on, the citizens of Paris saw a magical scene. Starting at 4 p.m., countless arms warehouses in Paris were taken over by the National Guard, and gun battles even broke out in some areas, with numerous casualties on both sides.
But no matter what, the vast majority of the weapons were received by the National Guard, and there was a constant flow of horse-drawn carriages transporting weapons on the streets.
All the horses were not enough, and the soldiers even rolled up their sleeves and pushed the artillery cart forward with difficulty!
"Brothers workers... work harder... arm Paris into a fortress..."
"If you want to protect this country, you have to rely on us workers ourselves... No emperor, general or minister can be relied on!"
"One, two, three... push! One, two, three... push!"
"The Prussian robbers are approaching us! The sons and daughters of France are armed..."
The people watching the excitement on the street said with emotion, "Didn't the newspapers say that our army lacks supplies? Why are there so many brand-new weapons that have never been used?"
"That's right...it's enough to expand the army by hundreds of thousands with so many weapons..."
In fact, the answer is very simple. Xiao Letian had already said before the war that the reason France was bound to lose was because of its corrupt, backward and inefficient bureaucracy and its chaotic and ununited people.
All bureaucracies think only of their own interests, and think of corruption and loan sharking. Only a few of them are actually doing their jobs. They can even miscalculate the accounts in their own hands.
Various forces and new ideas are competing for the people's hearts and minds. The people's thinking is extremely confusing. They believe in everything. The whole country is quarreling every day.
You said that your way of governing the country was not successful, and I called your ideas garbage, which caused the entire people's hearts to fall apart!
Even though the National War has started, the railway workers are still on strike and marching, not even loading and unloading arms and supplies!
This is the root cause of France's defeat. In fact, from a purely strength perspective, France's overall national strength is more than ten times stronger than Prussia!
Although on the surface Prussia's output of railways, locomotives, steel, coal, and other industrial products exceeded France, when compared with each other in terms of overall social wealth, Prussia was still far behind.
And more importantly, Prussia did not unify Germany, while France was a unified empire!
How could such an empire lack arms and supplies? In fact, the supplies accumulated in France could not be used up in four more Franco-Prussian wars.
It is a pity that the Emperor of France killed himself, and all his inheritance became a cake that many forces competed for!
When General Trochu's military orders were reissued to the commanders of the city defense forces, two-thirds of the arms in Paris had been taken away by the National Guard.
The most terrible thing is that the National Guard took away more than 200 cannons. Such a number made all the army commanders who heard about it shudder.
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