The guard battalion poured in like a tide, and the officers on the scene were immediately divided into two distinct groups!
All commanders who belong to the elite elite regiments of the empire basically have aristocratic status, and even a knight is considered one of the privileged classes.
These people have long been anxious about their future, and there is still no clear statement on how the Republic will treat them.
Not willing to lose their aristocratic status, and even more afraid of being liquidated by the Republic, these aristocratic officers will definitely be timid. As long as they are not forced into a desperate situation, they will not be able to fight to the death.
Now that Marshal Bazin has given them a step, these people are naturally eager to cease the war. You must know that Prussia has kings and nobles, and they will definitely treat people with the same status as them.
In other words, it would be safer to fall into the hands of the Prussians and the treatment would be better!
In addition, these people also looked forward to the restoration of the emperor. Although Bazin did not tell them clearly that this surrender was an order from the French emperor, some rumors had begun to spread gently in the ears of these nobles.
Their hearts are in chaos and they have no will to fight anymore. Surrendering to save their lives is exactly what they want!
There were only about forty officers without noble status left. The leader among them had been killed, and his body was twitching in a pool of blood. A battalion of troops surrounded them, and the train station was suddenly filled with murderous intent!
You have to bow your head when it's time to bow your head. These officers who are loyal to the nation rather than the emperor looked at the marshal with sorrow on their faces!
"Are we really going to get things done? Isn't it even possible to break up peacefully? You surrender to yours, but are we, brave soldiers, even if we want to die for our nation?"
"Let us die on the battlefield! Let us break out and die on the way to charge!"
"Marshal..." These commanders couldn't hold back their emotions and burst into tears. "Marshal! We are willing to die for the motherland, we are willing to die for the nation... Isn't this okay? Isn't this okay!"
"You were in North Africa, in Crimea... Isn't it like this? At that time, you were standing at the front of the charge team as a general under the enemy's artillery fire!"
"Where is that brave Bazin who is not afraid of death? Tell us... where is that Bazan?"
The tearful questioning made Bazan's eyes red and swollen. Radmiro and the other generals around him saw that this was okay. How could you destroy your military morale?
"Pull them down! Catch them together and imprison them... If they dare to resist, they will be killed without mercy!"
"I have a letter of acceptance from the head of state here. From now on, these people's troops will be commanded by others..."
"The logistics department has locked the weapons depot and material depot... No soldier can receive a single gun or bullet! Food is only distributed to those troops who are at their disposal..."
"If any troops dare to make any move, they will be surrounded first. Those who dare to resist will be suppressed immediately..."
The soldiers from the guard camp rushed up and dragged the questioning officers out. Those people could not resist but stared at Bazan angrily and shouted loudly.
"Where has the warrior Bazan gone? Where is the general who was not afraid of death?"
"Marshal...how will you face today's scene for the rest of your life? Can you close your eyes when you are dying?"
"Those warriors in heaven who are walking in front... they are looking at you! They are looking at you! How will you face them after you die!"
Bazin stood on the stage with his eyes closed, his hands shaking like chaff, and he almost spoke.
But at the critical moment, Radmiro and other generals held his hand and said, "Marshal... we cannot betray His Majesty!"
Bazin finally shed tears uncontrollably, "Bury Sunstein well...I...I'm not as good as him! I'm not as good as him!"
After saying that, Bazin turned around and left. He almost stumbled when he got off the stage, "I'm not as good as them... I'm not as good as..."
The city of Metz was finally completely controlled by the royalists. Sunstein's death allowed the last batch of officers loyal to the Republic and the French nation to see what despair was.
Forty officers were locked in the warehouse of the train station. They climbed on the windows and watched and listened to the chaos in the city outside the window.
There were bugles everywhere, and all the troops were gathering their troops, many of them withdrawing directly from the defense line.
Vehicles transporting supplies continued to flow, countless guns and bullets were locked up, and the last batch of food began to be distributed on a large scale.
The whole city was in a commotion, and there were noises everywhere. Some troops had long lost the will to fight. When they heard that they could not fight without killing anyone, they all cheered.
These soldiers who had been suffering for several months finally knew that their lives were saved. They started to light a fire to cook dinner and eat the last delicious meal in Metz.
Of course, there were still unwilling troops. Those troops who were still determined to fight and whose national beliefs remained unyielding began to mutiny and clamor, and even a small group of troops attempted to attack the headquarters and cause chaos.
But they can no longer cause any trouble, because the senior officers of these garrison troops have been locked up, and all the officers above the regiment are not present.
Do you expect some battalions and companies to still want to rebel? As soon as there was a commotion, the surrounding royalist troops surrounded them like a wave. Thousands of people often surrounded hundreds of people, and finally forcibly disarmed them.
The disobedient troops were split up by the army, beaten into small squads and platoons, and then dispersed to the royalist army, that is, they were put under guard.
Under such strong suppression, the entire city of Metz quickly restored order!
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with stars!
Dinner time in Metz was over, and I don’t know which army started to take action. The military songs of the empire began to be sung repeatedly, and even the forbidden song Marseillaise was sung in unison!
The officers in formal uniforms stood in front of their respective troops and said loudly, "Brothers! The battle situation is already like this. If we don't surrender, we will only die..."
"In order for the brothers not to die in vain, in order to leave France with another breath of vitality... so the marshal had no choice but to surrender!"
"But! My guns can be handed over to the enemy, but our glory must not be handed over to the enemy!"
"Our flag of honor must not be left to the barbaric Prussians!"
"Light a bonfire! Burn the military flag! Our designation must remain in France forever!"
In the 19th century, the armies of various European countries had a tradition of fighting with honor. They carried out artistic designs in many aspects such as military flags, badges, uniforms, armor, etc.
The military flags of that era were different from the military flags of later generations during World War I and World War II. It was not just a piece of dyed cloth!
The flags of the Second French Empire were carefully designed by the best designers, with complicated embroidery patterns using gold thread and various colored silk threads!
Each military flag is personally awarded by the emperor and kept by the troops for life. It is the only one in the world!
The military flag is there, even if there is only one soldier left in this unit, the number is still there!
If the military flag is burned, it proves that this army has been completely annihilated. Even if there are tens of thousands of people left, it can only mean that the organization of this army has been destroyed.
In this case, we can only hope that the emperor will confer the flag again!
The most terrifying one is to be captured by the enemy. As long as the flag is captured by the enemy, the unit's number will never be reestablished unless the army can snatch it back again!
How could the pride in the French people's hearts be trampled by the Prussians? They would rather burn the flag themselves than leave it to the Prussians!
Note: Starting from tomorrow, I will update once a day, because I am going to travel!
I don’t have many manuscripts saved, let’s see how many days I can hold on!
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