On March 18, 1871, the sky was overcast, and the temperature began to drop late at night, without the warmth of spring at all.
The entire Montmartre heights have fallen into a deep sleep. The daytime protests and demonstrations are really draining people's energy. This time there was even a conflict that attacked the French military camp.
Both sides exercised restraint and did not fire. The French soldiers huddled in the barracks near the Bourbon Palace watched in horror through the fences and walls and listened to the fanatical protests outside.
Stones rained down like raindrops, and the soldiers could only look for places to hide. Some soldiers even put a pot of boiling potatoes on their heads, and the stones made a jingling sound.
Fortunately, the soldiers who stayed with the Germans to guard order in Paris were all native Parisians. They had the same accent and were familiar with each other, so the demonstrators would not embarrass them too much.
The violent protest was nothing more than a rain of stones, and even before the stones were thrown, the soldiers were warned to take shelter.
The conflicts in the city were still controllable, but the closer they got to the city wall, especially the south wall, the intensity became extraordinary. During the morning parade, some indifferent young people even threw stones at the German military camp.
By chance, a stone smashed the head of a German veteran. An angry sergeant in the army ordered the gunmen to be driven away. After a burst of gunfire, the protesting crowd was scared away.
But stray bullets also injured two protesters, one had a graze on his arm, and the other was shot in the butt!
This was the most dangerous conflict today. Fortunately, both sides restrained themselves and did not cause a more serious conflict!
Human beings are creatures of habit, and can easily adapt to the environment no matter whether it is good or bad. Someone once conducted an experiment in the 21st century and said that it does not take much time for humans to develop a certain habit, and 21 days is enough.
Paris has been in a chaotic state of war for almost a year. The citizens here have adapted to the impoverished and dangerous environment. They fight during the day and sleep at night without delay.
The commune members and Paris citizens snored loudly after a long day's work. After twelve o'clock, the whole of Paris was plunged into complete darkness.
Municipal work has been suspended for a long time, and the city government is completely unable to work. The gas lamps that used to be bright have no fuel, and many of them have been smashed and damaged.
Residents' homes were also in darkness. This was during the war. Who had the money to buy candles and kerosene to light their homes?
The famous city that never sleeps in the 19th century, the extremely prosperous Paris, in peacetime, is still brightly lit even after midnight. The opera house, bars, high-end hotels, restaurants that operate until two or three in the morning... are full of entertainment and entertainment. , the bustling city that never sleeps!
Everything was destroyed by the war, and now all that is left in Paris are ruins and poor people who cannot escape!
When the clock was about to reach one o'clock in the morning, near the Red Castle Cabaret, behind a bust of Emperor Napoleon with his head cut off, a pair of bright eyes suddenly flashed out, followed by a bayonet reflecting the faint starlight.
One, two, dozens... The new French troops wearing red trousers and blue jackets suddenly appeared on the outskirts of Montmartre!
These are all carefully selected from the Paris garrison. Soldiers who are familiar with every inch of Paris's terrain. They are the vanguard. Behind them are the countless New Army of the Republic, lurking in the darkness.
The soldiers tentatively moved forward from street to street. Once they discovered the National Guard patrolling late at night, they immediately hid in the darkness.
Getting closer, all the soldiers have only one destination, which is the artillery position on the Montmartre Heights. On the high ground, on the shooting positions on two platforms, more than 200 Napoleonic cannons are threatening the entire city.
Thiers' order to them was very simple. The first unit sneaked into the artillery position and dragged away all the cannons as quickly as possible. Once there was no more threat from the artillery, they immediately launched an attack on all arsenals.
First, completely destroy the commune's armed forces. The remaining bare-handed people have no ability to resist!
For this night attack, Thiers gave a high reward and even held an extremely grand Catholic mass to pray... Time was really tight. He had no other way to boost his morale. At this moment, he could only pray for God's blessing. Grace.
At the mobilization meeting, Thiers lectured more than 20 battalion commanders throughout the operation, "Believe in God and the almighty influence of the clergy!"
"Because we want to study the gospel of God to spread the way of life, I must let the people learn to be humble and learn how to crawl on the earth..."
"Who are those people in Paris? They are all a group of people who are unwilling to accept their fate and are greedy for pleasure... What you have to do is to defeat them with the blessing of God!"
"Then they regain their senses and let them understand what life should be like!"
"Lowly people, people born with sinful karma, should not have fun! Living is for fun. This wrong idea is the cancer of France!"
"Go and remove the cancer! Restore order to the motherland!"
The soldiers with divine grace finally set off, and the brutal civil war between the Thiers government and the Paris Commune finally kicked off tonight!
The previous battle plan was still very detailed, but the entire plan was also full of the president's self-confidence. In the eyes of all senior officials, the commune was just a group of thugs, and the most threatening thing in their hands was the cannons.
The cannons stolen during the chaos of the war were the only threat to the regular army. As long as the cannons could be snatched back, enemies with only rifles were not a concern.
Of course, if everything goes well, all the artillery positions on Montmartre will be controlled before early morning, and the assault troops will be able to destroy the enemy's ammunition depot in the morning.
By that time, the so-called National Guard will only be able to fight with bayonets and fists!
But they never expected that the blessings of the clergy had no effect, and their entire plan was actually ruined in the hands of a group of women.
Louise Michel, the leader of the women's movement of the Paris Commune, was a Commune leader who could stand on an equal footing with Varlain, Duval, and Raoul Ricaud.
The planners had previously felt that the commune protest march during the day had exhausted their energy. After such a massive conflict, the defenses would definitely be lax!
This is indeed the case. The men have already rested at this moment. Even those who are on guard patrol are not too careful. The exercise during the day makes them very tired.
Isn't this a good opportunity for a sneak attack? However, all the staff failed to calculate that women could actually patrol, and the female club members led by Michelle had already organized more than ten night patrol teams.
Michelle spotted the starlight reflected by the bayonet in the darkness at a glance. She shouted in horror, "Who! Who is there! Throw the torch over!"
