Thiers was really frightened. He never expected that the situation would be much more complicated than he had expected. It turned out that the Paris Commune was not that simple, and it was not as easy to deal with as he had imagined.
How could I be so stupid? Knowing that the whole country was a military force and almost all the poor people in Paris were their spies, I even made a plan for a night attack. It was so natural.
There is also the army that has just been reorganized. How much effort did it take for me to borrow military expenses from those big capitalist consortiums and give you the best rifles, military uniforms, rations, and military pay? But this is how you repay me.
Didn’t the Southern Corps fight well before? When we faced off against Prince Karl of Prussia’s regiment, I didn’t see you being such a coward.
These damn anarchists, their thoughts are like poisonous weeds and they have infiltrated the army.
Do we really have to admit defeat and bow to that despicable, shameless and disgusting head of state from the East and accept those shameful conditions?
Forget it, don't think about the gamble now, let's rescue General LeConte first, this is a big deal
Thiers is very clear about his position. He is a conspirator with little foundation. His success today relies on the balance of forces and profit from chaos.
In fact, if Thiers is taken out alone, his own direct lineage power cannot compete with anyone. Whether it is the big capitalist consortium or every branch of the royalist faction, he can easily be crushed to death.
But he can play both sides and use the power of all parties to check and balance each other, thereby creating a situation where many parties need him.
You have me in you, and you have me in you. This is the foundation of Thiers' governance. He makes all the forces feel a little hopeful and useful, but they have not completely surrendered to one party.
It can be seen clearly from Thiers' employment that Leconte is a royalist, but now he has surrendered to the Bourbon dynasty, that is, the orthodox faction.
Another general, Sosbiere, was the spokesperson of the Orleans faction. The sending of two generals in this battle was actually a sign of goodwill to the two emperor factions.
Even Napoleon III and Thiers had sent secret messages of greetings before, and secretly promised the abdicated emperor that they would reuse McMahon and others.
Look, he can't offend any of the three factions of the royalists.
There are countless examples like this. Why did he drown his old friend before? It was Henry from the Imperial Bank who helped him steal money.
Not only was he afraid that he would reveal the inside story, but the key point was that the position of president of the Imperial Bank that Henry had been promised could no longer be given to him. That position had already been booked by other capital consortium forces.
If Henry is worried that he will become angry, then it is better to strike first.
The cunning Thiers thought that he could play every chess game well. He always thought that he would be invincible and accumulate small victories into big victories. However, he did not expect that such a big mistake would occur in the first battle after becoming president.
Well done, General Leconte was lost, and the Paris Commune captured him alive.
This is a military spokesperson sent by the Bourbon Dynasty to their side. The Henry family is a group of petty people, even a group of lunatics. They will not consider that their own people are stupid, they will only shirk the responsibility.
"Suspend the battle plan first and rescue General Leconte first. If that doesn't work, use Blanqui in exchange for damn it. Even if Blanqui is released, I will shoot you on the battlefield in the end."
Thiers' order was quickly sent back to Paris by the messenger. Unfortunately, fate is not as good as fate. The bastion where Thiers is located is more than half an hour away from Montmartre by horseback riding.
The current chaos in the city has reached an unbearable level
Leconte and his bodyguards were tied up and escorted to Place Vendôme, accompanied by more than a dozen National Guard soldiers. The crazy citizens along the way almost skinned and eaten him alive.
When men, women, and ordinary people heard that a government general had been captured, they all ran over to beat him to death. The woman wielding a rolling pin knocked off the general's hat with one blow, and hit him on the forehead as big as an egg. of a package.
"Go to hell and kill the executioner."
"Everyone stop it, everyone stop it. Chief Michel said that this can only be killed after trial. You can't use the death penalty."
The soldiers roared and blasted to drive away these crazy citizens, but the old general was also covered in spit, garbage, and smelly swill.
As for cursing, let alone cursing. The old man has never heard any cursing in his life like this for more than ten minutes.
He is no longer as arrogant as before. Now he just wants a bottle of regret medicine.
After many difficulties and dangers, we finally arrived at the headquarters of the National Guard. Looking at the broken platform of the Vendôme Column, the old general burst into tears.
He is not afraid of the leaders of the commune because he knows that he is valuable and those people will definitely exchange it for something.
He is just afraid of the mob. Those angry people don't know anything. They only know how to shout and kill. They kill people when their brains get hot. This makes no sense.
"It will be fine when we arrive at the headquarters. Who is on duty here, Delecreuz or Varland or Duval?"
It's a pity that the old general was not happy for three minutes. The subsequent blow made his eyes darken. It turned out that there was no senior leader of the Paris Commune in the entire headquarters at this moment, and the general headquarters was actually empty.
It turned out that it was because of Lecomte's capture that another French army launched a fierce attack. Soubier mobilized two of his trustworthy battalions to rush towards the Red Castle Cabaret in order to prepare to rescue him.
The other commune leaders stationed here did not expect that Michel would send people here. They directly dispatched their troops to intercept Susbie's troops.
This time the old man was unlucky. When the Self-Defense Forces soldiers escorting him heard that a battle was about to begin, they tied Lecomte to the remains of the Vendôme Column and then walked away straight to the battlefield.
Lecomte and six of his guards were tied up in the center of the square. They were all dumbfounded. "Don't leave. What are you going to do? I want to see Varlain, Duval, and Delecreuz."
"You want me to meet a leader of your commune?"
It's a pity that those soldiers are eager to fight. Who has the time to deal with you, a stinking lackey of the emperor? No one in the group looked back at him.
In less than ten minutes, a group of curious Parisian citizens began to appear in the square. The elderly, children, women and some injured soldiers surrounded them with hatred in their eyes.
"Who is this person and why is he tied up here?"
"Wearing the uniform of the government army, he is still a general"
"Hey old guy, what's your name and how did you get caught?"
At this moment, a veteran at the foot of the slope suddenly exclaimed, "God, I know LeConte, the man who suppressed the July Revolution."
