Instead, the unintentional person became calm. Raoul Rigaud struggled to stand up from the ground and smiled calmly at Xiao Letian.
"The Chinese are lucky. The Chinese are really incredible. There is such a strange person like you among them!"
"Thank you for clarifying my doubts. If our commune could have been trained by you three years ago and rearranged its strategy... maybe it wouldn't be like this today..."
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "You are wrong. Even if I came to you three or four years ago, nothing can change this!"
"Can I change your national character? It's impossible. Can I change the character that has been formed over thousands of years?"
"Those who are full of fighting flames, will they listen to my truth? Tell me something you don't like to hear. People with different levels of education cannot communicate..."
"France lacks a very large rational group because you still don't have a compulsory universal education system!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm helpless when I encounter some irritable people who don't know a single word of Chinese characters!"
Raoul Rigaud tilted his head and thought about the people in the commune who often fought with him, and couldn't help but smiled bitterly and nodded, "It's exactly as you said, it's really impossible to communicate..."
"Führer, as you said, no one in this chaos is right. We are wrong, the emperor is wrong, and the aristocratic capitalists are also wrong..."
"So, are we more responsible for this chaos or are they?"
Li Gao looked at Xiao Letian with a deathly light in his eyes: "I am a dying person. I hope the head of state will not lie to me!"
Xiao Letian nodded affirmatively, "If you don't ask this question, I will give you the answer... France is in such chaos today, the responsibility should be divided between 40 and 60!"
"You leftists..."
Raoul Rigaud's eyes lit up when he said this, and he nervously waited for Xiao Letian's next words.
"I analyze this chaos from a historical perspective. The responsibility of you leftists... should only account for 40%!"
"The remaining 60% of historical responsibilities should be borne by the emperor, nobles, capitalists... and us 'invaders'!"
"Hahaha..." Raoulli laughed, he even laughed wildly.
"What a big-hearted person... hahaha... so courageous... It's no wonder that he is the head of state of the Chinese ethnic group, and he can actually admit with a smile that he is the invader!"
"After listening to what you just said, my previous hatred for you has faded away... The great powers are competing. Who is not struggling for the survival of his own nation? Standing in the position of you Chinese, stepping on France to climb up It’s also justified!”
"Who made us fail to live up to expectations and fail to seize such a good historical opportunity? All the good cards in our hand were ruined..."
Xiao Letian looked at Raoul Rigault, and suddenly he felt a sense of sadness in his heart. This French man with bleeding ribs had experienced the entire process of the rise and decline of the left.
Yes, this man is a murderer, and he has taken countless lives on his hands, but you have to admit that this man is a tyrant!
Xiao Letian knew very well that Raoul Rigaud's strategy was actually the most correct for the Paris Commune!
When strength is low, survival comes first. The workers’ left should not have any illusions about other classes from the beginning and should try to form its own country.
If the strength is not enough, you can always find foreign aid. Anyway, Prussia was defeated, and Alsace and Lorraine are already de facto German territories.
It's better to sell the country in advance and get military aid from Germany!
This is a very shameless but also very effective strategy. Survival is the first priority. Morality and sentiment are completely forgotten. If you are scolded, you will be scolded. At least you will survive.
This is the thinking of a real hero, not the thinking of ordinary people. If people like Raoul Rigault really give him a chance, that will be incredible!
Maybe he could become a strong man like Stalin, and he could become France's Franco even if he wasn't that tall!
But fate was unlucky. In the end, he lost to the times and his pig teammates, and his life came to an end.
Xiao Letian looked at Li Gao, who was pale due to pain, "Actually, you don't have to die. Although I can't help you escape overseas, I guarantee that you will have no problem surviving until the war..."
"When this violent revolution is over, I will return you to the hands of the French government, and you and your teacher Blanqui can be tried together..."
"Based on my analysis... Blanqui and you should not die. As long as you can survive the court trial, as long as it is a post-war court, you will have a chance to survive..."
"Hahaha... a chance to live?" Raoulli said with a smile, "I don't want to live like a walking zombie. A hero should die a hero's death!"
Having said this, Gao gave Xiao Letian a ghostly smile, "Führer, you know there are many secrets in my belly... Do you have the guts to stand in front of me?"
"I can give you one..."
At this moment, there was still a distance of three meters between Xiao Letian and Raoul Rigao, and there was a row of soldiers in the middle to prevent accidents.
Li Gao wanted to see Xiao Letian face to face, which made the Dragon Guard and other guards very nervous.
"No, Head of State, you can't go there..."
"Get out of the way! Am I still afraid of an injured person in my Peace Hotel? Don't embarrass me, get out of the way!"
Xiao Letian stretched out his hand to pull the soldier away, and strode up to Raoul Rigault, "Say it, I'll give you a chance..."
"Haha... He is indeed the head of state of the Chinese clan. He has extraordinary courage. I am convinced..."
"Actually, I can't kill you at all... I am engaged in intelligence work, and I know that there is a group of very strange people around you. To assassinate you in front of these people? It is simply impossible..."
"I just... I just want you to show your heroism in front of the refugees!"
"Haha... This gift of mine is wonderful, isn't it?"
Xiao Letian didn't expect that this guy still had a bit of a mischievous spirit. He said helplessly, "Raoul Rigaud, you know very well that the secrets in your belly can completely change your way of survival..."
"Do you really want to die?"
Li Gao nodded, "Just let those secrets rot in my stomach. If I don't die, many people won't be able to sleep..."
Xiao Letian and Raoul Rigaud spoke in very low voices, and no one around them could hear what they were saying. Rigaud took half a step forward and whispered into the head of state's ear.
"Führer...you think you are the only one who has a secret deal with us? Haha, you are totally wrong..."
"Before the war broke out and before Napoleon III fell, do you know where the weapons and funds in our hands came from?"
"Haha... it's your good friend Bismarck! Hahaha... he is the biggest driving force behind the entire Paris Commune!"
"Hahaha... Isn't it ridiculous... The Paris Commune was supported by secret military aid from the Prussians! Hahaha..."
Raoulli burst into tears with laughter. He turned and walked towards the door of the refugee camp, "Get out of the way...Open the door...This world has no meaning for my existence anymore..."
"Even if it means death! I will die in Paris!"
The refugee camp was deserted, and everyone crowded around to watch the injured Li Gao walking alone toward the camp gate. Soldiers in the distance had already lifted away the barbed wire and antlers.
The refugee camp was silent. People looked at the commune leader with mixed emotions. They couldn't tell whether they loved or hated him!
Suddenly there were figures outside the refugee camp. In the darkness, the commune soldiers and the regular army soldiers were all eyeing Raoul Rigaud, and the guns in the corner were already pointed at him.
Every step brought a pool of blood, the wound on the ribs oozed blood like a stream, and a long trail of blood was dragged down the street!
Finally, Raoul Rigault walked out of the refugee camp. He suddenly raised his arms and shouted in the direction of Montmartre, "I would like to turn into the ghost of communism and float in the sky of Europe forever..."
"Liberty...leads the people..."
Bang bang bang... Bullets were shot from the dark corner, making Li Gao's whole body tremble and tremble. The bullet holes shot out blood arrows from behind.
He was hit by more than ten bullets, and he fell to the ground with a thud, dying with his eyes open!
Looking at Li Gao's body, Xiao Letian's eyes suddenly became moist. He stood at attention and raised his hand to salute the hero!
"Bury him generously in Lachaise Cemetery... Let's write the tomb of the hero Raoul Rigault!"
