"The old general is in a coma... The chief is in a coma! Call the doctor quickly, call the doctor quickly..."
What a blessing and misfortune! At a time when the city was in chaos, the only general who could control the army in the city fainted. Who can break this chaos?
In fact, there were not a few military bosses in the 26-member committee. Even Gambetta could only control the newly established Southern Corps, and the others were civilian officials.
Once Trochu is unconscious, no one left can command the 180,000 city defense garrison!
The veterans loyal to Trochu carried the old general and ran outside. Everyone in the Capitol was alarmed. They made way for an alley and watched helplessly as the old general was carried away.
The doomsday scene emerged in everyone's mind: "It's over, the Republic is really over!"
Even Trochu was so angry that he fainted. This only shows that the enemy's propaganda is true. Bazan from Metz has become a traitor!
"Treason! Damn you bastard, how come France has a devil like you! Treason!"
The entire Capitol building was filled with curses. People were filled with indignation and blood rushed to their heads, and their eyes were red!
Among them were even more excited young congressmen, who knelt on the ground and howled like wild wolves, screaming "Bazin! Traitor!"
"Woooooooo... We can win, we really can win... Gambetta has assembled his legions in the south, and we are defending the city with our lives in Paris. You just need to persevere, as long as you persevere..."
"Even if it's a month, no, no, no... Even if you only hold on for half a month, a week will do. Just wait for the Southern Corps, how could they not save you... ah... wu wu wu!"
Cries like howling wolves sounded inside the Capitol, but the even more terrifying wave was outside the Capitol!
The whole of Paris has gone completely crazy. Hundreds of thousands of citizens gathered on the streets. People shouted slogans and marched towards the Bourbon Palace. The voices of protest along the way were as overwhelming as the tide of the full moon.
"Severely punish the traitors! Shoot the criminals!"
"Arrest the traitors in the National Defense Committee! Shoot the traitors!"
"Kill all the King's lackeys, kill all the royalists!"
The bloody slogans were loud, and there were also the cries of countless passionate citizens!
The development of the situation is really dramatic. The good news of Orleans' victory was just received yesterday. Before the celebratory bonfires were completely extinguished, the news of Metz's surrender came.
People's hearts simply can't bear such a blow. It's like a roller coaster. Once people fall into hysterical emotions, they will become extremely crazy.
Encouraged by countless fanatics, the furious citizens took to the streets and began to march toward the Bourbon Palace, shouting slogans of hitting all traitors and launching an attack on the Provisional Defense Government.
I don’t know how it happened, but the slogan changed as I walked, ‘Long live the commune! 'This simple slogan suddenly filled the city.
At that moment, people didn't know how to save the country. Anyway, everyone was shouting "Long Live the Commune," so let's shout together!
This is also a special herd mentality. Because your empire failed to govern the country well, and because your Provisional National Defense Government failed to govern the country well, then suddenly someone said that the commune must be able to govern it well.
This is not choosing the best, but choosing the less bad. The empire and the national defense government have proven through actual actions that they are bad, so the last choice for the people can only be to follow the herd.
In an instant, the Commune became the life-saving straw that could break through the crisis in the hearts of all Parisians. People cheered and marched towards the Bourbon Palace.
Along the way, the parade encountered several checkpoints of the Paris garrison. The frightened soldiers wanted to stop them, but they hesitated when they saw the gun formations of the National Guard on the opposite side.
The commanders did not receive orders from their superiors. Faced with this sudden demonstration, they did not know how to respond.
"Get out of the way! You are also sons and daughters of France. Do you want to let traitors betray the country? We want to clean up the traitors!"
"Get out of the way, or join us! Long live France! Long live the Commune!"
A team of more than 10,000 people rushed towards the checkpoint of more than 100 people. The company commander was not a fool and quickly ordered to get out of the way!
The wooden antlers and sandbags were moved away, and the mighty demonstration team passed the checkpoint. The commander with a livid face signaled with his eyes, and his soldiers quietly slipped away and began to join the higher-level unit.
In the chaos that fills the city, and in the absence of higher military orders, their best choice is to gather together and wait for military orders!
The retreat of the regular army directly stimulated the enthusiasm of these citizens. At this moment, they really felt that they were invincible. In just three or four hours, 100,000 citizens had gathered in the streets around the Bourbon Palace, and there were more even further away. The citizens are coming.
All the congressmen with rich experience in struggle have long since fled. These people have seen countless riots and demonstrations in their lives. When the news of Bazin's surrender came and Trochu fell into coma, the treacherous old congressmen began to deal with it. Things slipped away.
They knew very well that such a big change would definitely cause a huge wave of protests, and the newly established republic could be said to be crumbling.
One hundred thousand citizens surrounded the Bourbon Palace, chants of "Long Live the Commune" rang loudly, and frightened expressions appeared on the glass windows of the Bourbon Palace.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Overthrow the provisional government! Reorganize the government! We don't need a government composed of traitors!"
"Long live the Commune!"
All 100,000 people roared, and the fanatics at the front rushed to attack the Bourbon Palace. The soldiers guarding them were pushed to the ground before they had time to react, and tens of thousands of feet stepped on them.
The demonstration finally turned into a major riot against the provisional government. In the small building in the distance, Blanqui and other senior leaders of the commune were staring at the scene in front of them.
"Charge in! Our death squads rush in!"
"Be careful of Trochu's regular army and let our Self-Defense Forces be prepared to protect them!"
"Report... There is no Trochu and other members of the 26th Committee in the Bourbon Palace. They have all run away..."
"Sir... Trochu fell into a coma four hours ago. He was so angry that he was so angry at the news about Bazin!"
The good news came one after another, and Blanqui and others had an unhealthy flush on their faces.
"Haha... When the French Emperor surrendered, these people bullied us so much that the 26-member committee gave us a seat?"
"You actually said that teachers can't enter the government without being a member of parliament, bah... bullshit!"
"Is the voting game fun? We believe in the people's choice more than those paper ballots!"
"The actions of the people, the blood and lives of the people will naturally elect a true leader!"
"Teacher, please be prepared to form a government! All the working class in Paris will send you to power!"
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