Bordeaux turned into a sea of celebrations. The new President Thiers went out in costume and was welcomed by the city's parliamentarians and people.
Southern France has not been damaged by the war. Although the economy has been affected to some extent, the problem is not serious and it can continue to operate. At least the people are not hungry or threatened with death.
The French in this state are the most romantic. They prefer slogans, cheers, ideals, just causes...all kinds of false and empty things.
The enemy in the north is evil, but he is just. Isn’t that kind of plot in which he is oppressed and then fights back, and nationalism is united together, a novelist’s favorite?
Of course, it is the people’s favorite first!
The people have no idea how many disgusting crimes and transactions are happening in the darkness, but all the big shots see it very clearly.
Gambetta stood on the street corner and watched coldly, without a trace of a smile on his face. He had resigned as a member of Parliament before, but in this Grand Council election, he was elected back.
There is no way, this man's influence is too great, and there are hundreds of thousands of legions he has formed in the south of France. Although France does not have the foundation of warlord politics, it was formed by Gambida after all, so An army naturally feels close to him.
This is a huge force that Thiers does not dare to offend, so no one dares to stand in the way of Gambetta's re-election, and of course he can't stand in the way!
"Mr. Congressman... you seem very unhappy?" A voice came from behind Gambetta. When he turned around, he saw that it was Congressman Favre, the leader of the moderate faction.
"Happy? What is there to be happy about? Is it worth being happy to elect a president who is behind the scenes and violates the constitution?"
"Look at this election. There is not even a single representative of the left working class. What does Thiers want to do? Does he want to deprive those workers of their citizenship rights?"
When Favre heard that the barrel was about to explode, he quickly pulled him to a tavern on the street. There were no seats here and there were drunken drunkards everywhere celebrating the founding of the Third Republic.
The two of them had a glass of red wine each, and then stood in the corner of the bar, whispering, surrounded by drunkards.
"Gampita, I know what you are thinking, but the situation is too delicate, and Thiers can't do anything about it... If he wants to be elected, he must get the support of the rich men in France, but the condition of those people is to be thorough. Erase those people in the commune!"
"If Thiers doesn't do this, he won't be elected! But what's the point of procrastinating? Do you want the royalists to elect another emperor?"
"Even if the form is a constitutional monarchy, so what? The old path will not work..."
Gumby sighed, "Yes, I know, I know everything you said... But this is wrong! Workers' rights cannot be deprived!"
"Is this what the Great Revolution taught us? When were we allowed to sacrifice a group of innocent people in exchange for something? Are they willing to sacrifice? Why should they be sacrificed..."
"Drink, drink, my old friend, please don't get excited... Please remember, don't get excited. I came to see you today just to hope that you will stabilize your army..."
"What do you mean by my army?" Gambit's eyes widened. "They are the army of the Republic. They are the warriors who confront Prussia, not my private soldiers..."
"Okay, okay...I know, I know, don't worry!"
Favre quickly asked the tavern owner to bring a whole bottle of red wine, trying to use alcohol to anesthetize Gambida's anger!
The task of persuading Gambetta was indeed difficult, but someone still had to come. His reputation, especially in the south, was too high. Thiers no longer fantasized about getting Gambetta's allegiance. Just hope Gan Bida can always remain neutral.
Just as the two big shots were drinking and letting off steam, there was a sudden roar of cheers and intense applause outside.
"General Trochu has sworn allegiance to the President... Representatives of the Paris garrison have sworn allegiance to the President! Come and see..."
The loyalty of the military is the foundation of all rights. France now has three major military forces. The first is the Paris garrison, and the second is the French emperor's elite in the northern prisoner-of-war camps.
The third is the Southern Army Corps formed by Gambetta. These are three organized military forces. The others are scattered and small units that cannot be used for much purpose.
Whoever can control these three violent groups can control the entire French military!
General Trochu has sworn allegiance, which shows that one of the three major military groups has accepted Thiers!
At this moment, an officer in plain clothes ran into the tavern panting. He looked back and forth and finally found Gambetta in the corner.
The plainclothes officer's tired forehead was covered with white hair and sweat. He squeezed into the crowd of drunkards and subconsciously wanted to salute Gambit, but Favre quickly waved his hand.
The officer saw the chaotic environment around him and knew that it was not appropriate to reveal his identity. He lowered his arms and walked to Gambetta and whispered, "Mr. Congressman... everyone... everyone is waiting for you? Don't you have any orders?"
While talking, the officer also asked a large number of Senator Favre. Favre knew that he was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave temporarily, but Gambetta held him back.
"Don't leave. If you leave, don't you really think that I am raising a private army?"
"Child, go tell my warriors that I am a member of France and I will always be loyal to this country and to the parliamentary system of the Republic!"
"The parliament has elected a legitimate president, and you should be loyal to him unconditionally!"
"Just let me drink some wine quietly...I'm very tired, really tired, and I need to take a rest..."
The plainclothes officer didn't say anything. Congressman Favre's eyes were red. He was really proud of Gambetta this time. Only now did he understand that this man was really working hard for the Republic!
The plainclothes officers left, taking Gambetta's instructions with them. Favre knew that the Southern Army would also be loyal to Thiers at this moment, and all military groups capable of fighting in France were concentrated in the hands of the president.
"God! This is really a good start. I hope Thiers can restore order as soon as possible..."
Gambida smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't think so... I'm afraid the next step will be a more brutal civil war!"
Sure enough, after the generals of the Southern Army declared their allegiance to the president in the afternoon, Thiers issued a military assembly order that evening.
He announced that he would remove the elite from the Southern Army and the Paris garrison, form an army of 200,000 people, and gather towards Paris!
And his Thiers office is located in Versailles!
