In the middle of the night, a group of women stayed up and wandered on the streets. In the past, these women would have been despised by everyone.
Besides, it's already late at night. Even if you want to do business, you should attract customers. If you haven't attracted customers at this time, then go drink the northwest wind.
If on weekdays these soldiers would have been whistling all the time, maybe throwing a franc or two over would have allowed them to have a good night.
But today I saw a group of women wandering around late at night, and everyone's hair stood on end with fear.
Today's mission is too important for the new government. Thiers issued a strict order. If the mission fails, those battalion commanders and regimental commanders on the front line will be shot.
Under such strict orders, all officers did not dare to neglect, and they all worked hard to complete the task... Of course, the rewards given by the president were still very high.
As long as order in Paris can be restored and the enemy is eliminated, even ordinary soldiers will receive a bonus of one hundred francs each, and their merits will be recorded, and they will definitely get more pensions when they retire in the future.
With heavy rewards and the threat of being shot, these battalion-level officers have all transferred the pressure to their subordinates. If I am shot, don't even think about it. No one will survive!
But he didn't expect that the operation would go so poorly. He managed to avoid all the patrols, but he didn't expect that he would suffer a big loss from the woman.
The government army also has spies. With the chips of money, bread, sausages and future official appointments and wishes, of course there will be people in the commune who cheat and cheat.
These people had long sold the time and route of patrols every night, as well as the number of troops deployed in each position. In other words, Thiers had a clear understanding of the military layout of the entire Montmartre Heights.
This was of course one of the important reasons why he dared to make a bet with Xiao Letian. In his eyes, the National Guards in the commune were just a group of bandits without military training and were not considered an army at all.
If such weapons cannot be disarmed, he is too cowardly to be president!
Everything was planned so well, but I never expected that a group of women would come out and mess up all the arrangements, because the patrols of women like Michelle were spontaneous, without any plan, and they were improvised.
"Damn, we're exposed!"
The light of the torch illuminated the street, and the soldiers wearing red trousers and blue jackets were clearly illuminated by the fire. The sharp voices of all the women began to shout, "There is a sneak attack by the enemy, there is a sneak attack by the enemy!"
The woman's voice seemed so loud in the dark night, and the houses on both sides of the street were awakened. Countless windows opened to reveal terrified heads.
"Don't hesitate, charge! Capture all the alarm bells first!"
A thick voice sounded from behind the team, and the soldiers turned around to see that it was General LeConte, one of the two commanders in chief of the operation.
Leconte was a staunch believer in Bonapartism and the most typical royalist. Although he had served in the army for many years without much success, his loyalty to the emperor was unmatched by others.
And because he was still very senior, he was appointed as a senior general by Thiers during this reorganization of the government forces, and this time he became one of the generals responsible for the main attack.
In fact, this is also the sympathy of the royalists. They are essentially the same type of people, and power will naturally flow among people of their type.
The old general yelled, "Don't worry about these women, charge immediately, and take back all the alarm bells first!"
This was a very correct choice. Although the women discovered their whereabouts, the screams only woke up the people in the surrounding two or three blocks.
The citizens are not afraid of this even if they start a riot. He has invested a total of one thousand government troops at the Red Castle Cabaret, and there is no problem in suppressing two or three blocks.
By the time the main force of the commune arrived for support, the artillery would have been dragged down to the high ground and captured by the government troops!
This is a race against time. We must dare to seize the artillery position in front of us before the main force of the Self-Defense Forces arrives and drag the artillery away first.
The Paris Commune without cannons was a tiger without teeth.
"Charge!" Hundreds of government troops began to charge along the sloping streets!
Just fifty meters away, on the high point of the building near the artillery position, four small copper bells removed from the church were hanging on it!
Bang bang... Late at night, Michelle began to fire into the sky, and the gunshots spread, but no matter how loud the gunshots were, no alarm bell could spread farther.
"Damn bitch, you actually fired a gun to report the news, speed up, speed up... rush forward and kill everyone who dares to block your way!"
The soldiers rushed up the road, but at this time the sober citizens were also anxious. The windows on the first floor along the street suddenly opened, and the unprepared soldiers bumped into the windows and became dizzy.
The fat woman, who was as fat as a mountain of meat, took a pan and slapped it on the soldier's head, causing sparks to fly out!
"You bad guys don't dare to do anything good! How dare you massacre citizens!"
More and more ordinary people rushed out of the room. They crowded into the street and faced these soldiers. People leaned on their backs and cursed loudly. The human wall pushed against the government soldiers to block all the government troops in the street.
"Shoot! Why don't you shoot!" General LeConte shouted angrily.
But a scene that frightened the old general appeared. His soldiers were silently confronting the people with their bodies, but no one fired.
The common people were far more powerful than these soldiers, and everyone in the crowd began to criticize these soldiers!
"Don't be deceived by them! These people are traitors!"
"Think about it, who signed the surrender treaty with the invaders? Who paid the 260 million francs in compensation?"
"Napoleon III has been pushed to the throne. Are we going to replace him with a Thiers tyrant?"
"They are actually all royalists! They all want to eat the flesh and blood of poor people. Don't you understand?"
"Long live France! Long live the people! Unite and attack the invaders! What's the point of killing your own people..."
Amidst the bursts of scolding and scolding, the soldiers gradually couldn't hold their heads up. General Leconte became more and more frightened. He clearly felt that the morale of his army was declining like an avalanche.
At this moment, Michelle had already rushed to the artillery position. She climbed to the roof of the tallest house, holding on to the window frame with one hand and the bell rope with the other hand.
Her whole body was in the air, but she couldn't feel any danger!
"The French people unite...Long live the Commune! Long live the National Guard!"
"Gather...fight..."
Dang... the bells of Montmartre finally rang!
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