The bronze statue of Napoleon finally couldn't resist the attack of the lunatics. With a huge snapping sound, the statue broke from the ankle and hit the ground with a loud bang and dust filled the air.
"Long live! Long live!" The crowd suddenly went crazy. Thousands of onlookers rushed up to trample the statue of the God of War with their feet and spit on it.
The soldiers of the Paris garrison in the distance turned their heads and did not dare to look at this scene. Of course, they did not dare to come and stop it!
The Statue of Mars on Place Vendôme is the largest in Paris. The destruction of this statue announced the collapse of the spiritual pillar of France. Almost all small statues in the entire city, whether marble or bronze, or reliefs on the walls. .
As long as it involves the Bonaparte family, it has been severely damaged!
Lauman's heart is bleeding. These are all artistic treasures and immeasurable wealth. Are they destroyed like this? Don’t you feel bad for selling Ye Tian?
"Send the statue to the steel factory outside the city and melt it down to cast the cannon...cast the cannon..." The crazy people don't care whether there is any difference between the bronze of the statue and the bronze used for the cannon. They have only one thought at the moment and that is war preparation!
"Everything must be turned into fuel for war. It doesn't matter whether you are a work of art or not. The most important thing for fighting a war is to melt it first..."
Congressman Lowman whispered a few words to the policeman beside him. The plainclothes man immediately ran to the crowd and shouted, "Send it to the steel plant in Eugene. He will cast cannons. Where can he find ready-made steel..."
The noisy crowd couldn't tell who was shouting. They were all lambs following the herd at the moment. If someone made suggestions, just implement them. Anyway, there were only a few cannon-casting factories, so there wasn't much room for choice.
The bronze statue was dragged away, and Napoleon's face rubbed violently against the stone road, causing sparks all the way!
More soldiers ran over from the distant city gate to maintain order. After three hours of hard work, the street with intestinal obstruction was finally opened to traffic.
People drive on the right and move forward slowly. You can't stop those who want to escape, and you can't stop those who want to come in!
A depressed Eugene found Congressman Thiers in the afternoon, "Mr. Congressman! Congressman Laumann has given me a big problem... Those people sent the statue to my factory and insisted that I melt it down to make a cannon." …”
"How can I have so many workers...Besides, the coke and other things burned also cost money? I can't lose money and work in vain..."
"The most important thing is that I can't do it... The statue of Napoleon the Great is about to melt?"
Thiers did not directly answer Eugene's question. He stood at the window and looked at the chaotic streets in the distance and suddenly asked, "Eugene... Do you know why the traffic rules in France are to drive on the right? Why in the UK we drive on the left? ?”
"Huh?" Eugene was stunned.
"In fact, the earliest human traffic habits were to drive on the left, because this was the rule established by the ancient cavalry... The cavalry in the Middle Ages held the shield and the reins with their left hand, and wielded the sword with their right hand..."
"Because most human beings are right-handed and are accustomed to using their right hands... At this time, when riding a horse and walking on the left side of the road, you can flexibly use your right hand to fight with the enemy on the opposite side..."
"And why did we in France change this rule? Or was it because of the Great Revolution, the great revolution that overthrew the imperial power. In order to show that they were different, they tried their best to be different from other feudal kingdoms..."
"Even the traffic rules had to be changed. Driving on the left eventually changed to driving on the right... In that era, driving in a certain direction was actually not a habit, but an attitude!"
"Are you going to take the old feudal road? Or are you going to take the new revolutionary road?"
"The road is different...then I have to kill someone!"
To be honest, Eugene could only understand half of it. He still felt that letting him melt the statue was a loss-making deal. Thiers shook his head and smiled, "Don't look like this, Lauman is taking care of you... Listen to me, tonight you will Transport the statue outside the city. Your blast furnace is also outside the city anyway, and the soldiers won’t stop it..."
"Go all the way north until you meet... meet the Chinese... you just sell the statue to them... don't worry, you will make a lot of money, go back and take out some bronze and steel from your own warehouse , just cast a few cannons and fool around..."
Eugene's legs were shaking like chaff at that time. "Oh God! You want me to meet the Chinese? They can eat human flesh alive... No, no, no, I don't dare! Please spare me..."
Thiers waved his hand, "It's really worthless. I'll just send someone to protect you. Go quickly, I still have important tasks..."
Four North African mercenaries picked up Eugene and returned to the carriage, and the group headed straight for his factory!
Eugene, who was ashen-faced, could only organize manpower to dismantle the huge bronze statue, then load it on a carriage and go straight to the Chapelle Gate. The soldiers and self-defense members guarding the gate had long heard about the statue, and they also knew that Eugene was there. There is a smelting factory outside the city.
Without much trouble, the statue was transported out of Paris and headed north!
It was already past ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and the suburbs were like a dead zone. Almost all villages and towns had lost their popularity, farmland and pastures were deserted, and factories had all closed down.
Eugene didn't know that the Chapelle Porte had long been a place of secret agreement between the Chinese and leftist forces. After Blanqui and Xiao Letian's secret meeting, this area became a buffer area.
The top leftists knew very well that Xiao Letian would not take the initiative to attack, so they relaxed their defense forces, and they would not go out of the city too much to avoid unnecessary conflicts with the Chinese.
Because of this, there is a strange buffer zone outside the Chapelle Gate!
At half past eleven, dozens of lights suddenly lit up around the carriage, and the Chinese sentries hidden in the bushes suddenly rushed out, aiming their Mauser rods at Eugene and others.
The timid Eugene knelt down directly, "I'm not a soldier... I'm not a soldier... I'm just a businessman... I'm here to do business... Wuwuwu... Don't eat me, my meat doesn't taste good. …Woooooooooo…”
In the light, the Chinese sentries in camouflage clothes showed their faces like ghosts, and the translator came out and chatted quietly with the mercenaries.
Eugene couldn't hear clearly either. He only heard the words Thiers, Napoleon, statue, one hundred thousand francs... and so on.
The scene suddenly became deadlocked. Twenty minutes later, a group of cavalry came from the north, and several Chinese who looked like officers appeared in front of Eugene.
The canvas and cables were opened, and the dismantled bronze statue of Napoleon appeared in front of everyone. The torch was swaying and the face of Napoleon the Great was uncertain.
"That's all? One hundred thousand francs? How to prove it's genuine..."
Eugene is a businessman. He is afraid that you will be unreasonable, but he is not afraid of you bargaining. When he heard that this was the tone of doing business, he immediately stood up from the ground.
"The real thing! It's definitely the real thing..."
