"Do you know what mistakes smart people like to make?" Xiao Letian asked.
"The most common mistake that smart people make is not knowing how to pretend to understand... because they already think or are praised as smart people, and it is difficult to say that they don't understand a word!"
“In addition, these people have flexible minds, are good at reading, and have a lot of theoretical knowledge, so the idiom of talking on paper has emerged!”
"Thiers, he is good at politics and conspiracy, and he is a good player...but in military affairs? He is just a fool who talks on paper!"
"This sneak attack on the Paris Commune was wrong from the beginning. He didn't understand anything at all, and he actually resorted to old-fashioned methods of reorganizing the army!"
"This is just following the script and not knowing how to adapt measures to local conditions based on reality!"
The head of state pointed at the chaotic Paris, "Look, the confrontation has lasted until three-thirty in the morning, but the fighting has not started yet, and no shots have been fired at all..."
"Why? That's because these government troops don't want to suppress the people at all!"
"The chaos in France is caused by ideological confusion. In fact, these new soldiers in the south have been brainwashed by various newspapers and underground publications in private!"
"What's more, there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in society, and the privileged classes such as aristocrats, capitalists, monks...etc. also bully them. They themselves are full of sympathy for the Paris Commune!"
"In the eyes of these new southern troops, these people in the Paris Commune are ordinary French citizens like their brothers and sisters, with the same joys, sorrows, and loves and hatreds!"
"Killing your compatriots? Most people really can't do it..."
"The other part of this sneak attack force is the soldiers transferred from the Paris Garrison. It is said that these people and the Paris Commune have already had conflicts and hatred in the previous battles. Why didn't they shoot?"
"Thiers made another mistake. He arrogantly believed that the Paris garrison troops that were defeated by the Commune were useless. He believed that they were all useless losers who had lost the battle and had no morale at all!"
"So the new government troops he formed eliminated many units that had fought in the Paris garrison!"
"The troops defeated at the hands of the Paris Commune began to move into organized defenses. They were disrupted and entered into local garrison troops in various provinces in scattered units...perhaps they were broken up by companies or platoons, or even by squads. The disintegration of independent soldiers..."
"How stupid! How stupid. He has never thought about what war is!"
Xiao Letian said regretfully, "War is originally a condensation of hatred. The morale in war is often a collection of anger, hatred, stupidity, extreme... and other negative emotions!"
"How does a true general use troops? He not only uses money and food, high officials and generous salaries, but also learns to use mourning soldiers, enemy soldiers, and barbarian soldiers..."
"How can we just follow the script? Maybe in Thiers' mind, I replaced soldiers with soldiers who have never lost a battle, gave them the best weapons and equipment, and increased the rewards. Then the morale of this army will definitely be boosted. Is it available?"
"Haha, this is the difference between those of us who have a professional background and those of us who have a rough background!"
"If we fight this war, I will separate the troops with the highest casualties in the Paris garrison and deliberately promote hatred. In the end, I will use this army with revenge and anger as a sharp knife, and use other new troops to Be an assistant!"
"On the battlefield of blood and fire, there is no room for half-heartedness. What we want is bloody killing!"
"It's a pity that such a sad soldier was regarded as the waste of a defeated battle by Thiers, and was dismantled and thrown away... Fool, what a fool! There are many reasons for soldiers to lose the battle, and France's defeat was not caused by soldiers in the first place. ’s fault!”
"It's a big shot in a country, it's a country's elite that's in chaos... Should ordinary soldiers have to take the blame for this? I'm really out of my mind!"
After breaking the confusion and becoming enlightened, his words made everyone wake up. "Yes, that's what it looks like... Which one of us in the battle will not come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"
"How many times have we run out of bullets and fought the enemy with broken bayonets! How many reversal battles have we fought!"
"What are you afraid of if you fail? The troops who rise from the dead are the real elite! Soldiers filled with hatred dare to be covered in blood and die together with the enemy!"
"Thiers is just a scholar using military force, and he is also a conspiratorial scholar..."
Everyone was chatting with each other, and as time passed by, the situation in Paris became increasingly chaotic. Xiao Letian looked at the brightly lit area in the distance and whispered to himself.
"The so-called restraint is only temporary. The killing will eventually begin... It depends on who fires the first shot and how the blood flows out. I really want to see it with my own eyes..."
If Xiao Letian personally lurked into the core area of the conflict, he would find that the chaos at this moment has reached the point of being funny.
Almost all the soldiers who attacked along the Montmartre heights were discovered. The alarm bell woke up the citizens of the city. Hundreds of people rushed to the streets to confront the soldiers.
Mutual insults in a Parisian accent mixed with local dialects are the most common attack mode, but these well-informed Parisian citizens will never be left behind in a verbal battle.
The impassioned orator jumped on a gas lamp post and, with the support of others, launched a speech that spanned the storm of the Revolution until the Napoleonic dynasty came to power.
The eloquent orator vividly described the hardships of the poor people and the greed and evil of the privileged class. Each historical and true story was told, which earned people's curses and cheers!
These young people, mostly from southern villages and small towns, have never seen such a scene. They simply do not understand that during the many years of revolutionary life in Paris, ideological debate was as simple as eating.
People who have been trained in Paris, a big dyeing vat of ideological chaos, are so good at talking. All kinds of chicken soup for the soul and lofty slogans will be thrown at you.
And then it’s coupled with life examples that you simply can’t refute!
Are you poor? Are you living a difficult life? Have you received compulsory education? How much money does your family make in a day? Does anyone care about you when you are injured?
The simplest thing is, have you ever gone hungry? Have you ever seen the arrogant and lustful life of those rich people?
This spittle almost deceived these New Army soldiers from the countryside, and there was even a strange look in their eyes.
What's more, women have joined the battle. The aunt with a waist as big as a bucket swung a pan and hit the soldiers on the head. "If you can, step on my corpse! You children, don't you have a conscience?" "
"God is watching in heaven! Do you still want to kill me? Can't you shoot your mother in front of her? You beasts!"
Bang bang bang... The pan hit the helmet, the sparks were loud and beautiful, and those young and immature faces were all black, but they didn't dare to fight back!
"France belongs to all the French people! Long live the people! Don't serve as executioner for any tyrant!"
"People, unite!" Michelle, standing on the top of a high building, waved the French tricolor flag, and her sharp roar pierced the sky. Thousands of citizens confronting each other on the long street below her shouted together.
"Long live the people! Long live the Commune!"
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