Sometimes death is a kind of relief. For living people like Michelle, the disaster has just begun!
After being captured, Michelle was imprisoned and brutally tortured. After the war, she was publicly tried!
Louis Michel refused any legal defense in court and asked for a quick death. "My whole body and mind are dedicated to the social revolution. I am responsible for all the actions I have committed..."
"I demand to die on the execution ground like other comrades who were shot. If you let me live, I will continue to organize revenge. I will continue to arouse all the suffering people in France to declare war on you again!"
Michelle's crazy court speech shocked the whole of France. After receiving the news, Victor Hugo even wrote the poem "Greater Than Man" for her.
Due to the great pressure from all walks of life and the French government's desire to heal social rifts, Michel was not sentenced to death but was sentenced to exile.
The red female warrior was exiled to the island of New Caledonia in the Pacific. On this wild island, the red warrior still did not stop preaching.
She even went deep into the Kanak indigenous tribe to teach language, natural science and technology, including his revolutionary view of world unity.
It is really dramatic to say that with her influence, the indigenous people on the island of New Caledonia actually launched a major uprising against the white colonists!
Of course the uprising would not succeed, but the influence of this red female warrior also shocked the French government at the time!
Ten years later, Michelle was pardoned and returned to China. In her later years, she continued to promote revolutionary ideals and wrote books and biographies.
When she finally died of illness in poverty in Marseille, the citizens of Paris took her body back to Paris and held a grand funeral!
Michel was captured, Delecluse and Raoul Rigault died in the battle, and other leaders of the Commune also met their end.
At their headquarters in Place Vendôme, Varland and Duval heard the news that their comrades had died one after another, and they loaded their pistols in silence.
"Execute the final plan!"
"Yes, it should be implemented. No matter how late it is, there will be no chance..."
"We failed!"
"Yes, we failed, but it doesn't matter. Our bones pave the way for those who come after us, so they are meaningful!"
"Then let's have a drink and let's split up!"
"Farewell comrades!"
"Farewell brother!"
Varlin and Duval each brought 300 elite communes, and issued the final order to burn the city of Paris!
"All commune warriors! Set fire to all the buildings that represent the decadent old world and let the raging fire purify this dirty city!"
"I would rather see them perish than leave it to the enemy! Set fire to the city!"
The last order of the Commune was to completely destroy Paris, and raging fires began to burn from all important landmarks in Paris.
The Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Justice, the Paris City Hall...even the gorgeous shops lining the Champs Elysées were burned!
Duval led the team and even stormed the Paris Opera House. The gorgeous opera house was made of countless exquisite carvings made of walnut and oak, and velvet-covered sofas were piled messily in the hall.
The huge curtain is three stories high! After pouring kerosene on it, it becomes a huge torch!
"Set fire...set fire...burn it all..."
The flames licked the curtains and flew up. The soldiers of the Commune shuttled back and forth in the opera house, and the torches ignited everything that could burn.
Black smoke came out from the gaps in all the windows, and the entire opera house was like a demon breathing clouds and smoke!
"We must not spare the buildings around the Champs Elysées... burn them all!"
Just when Duval commanded his men to start setting fires, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance, and the government cavalry began to chase the arsonists throughout the city.
"Shoot to kill! Anyone who sets fire will not be spared!"
The cavalry launched a charge in a dense formation, and soon penetrated Duval's team like a bayonet!
The sharp sabers chopped between the heads, and the French infantry on both sides began to cover and fire. Layers of corpses covered the streets, and Duval was soon dispersed by the cavalry.
The three incisions on his back continued to bleed, and Duval could no longer stand. His eyes kept turning black, and he knew that the blood was almost dry.
"Hehe...hehehe...you can't kill them all, you will never be able to kill us poor people!"
"Today's fire is not burning enough at all... In the next one hundred years... two hundred years... or even forever, Paris will be in flames!"
"Hahaha...this fire will never go out..."
When he was dying, Duvall took off the last gun from his waist, and then smashed it on the top of his head. The glass shards punctured his skin, and blood and kerosene flowed down.
The torch ignited himself, and Duval turned himself into a flaming man. He rushed towards the nearest cavalry captain and hugged him tightly with both hands.
"Then... let's die together!"
The fire engulfed the two of them, and the screams could be heard far down the street.
Duval burned the Champs Elysées and the Paris Opera House, and also set fire to himself.
But Varland was even more ruthless than him. This determined commune warrior led his troops directly to the Tuileries Palace, the home of Napoleon III!
The Tuileries Palace built in 1559 was right in front of him, and the flesh on Varland's face jumped up: "It's here, and there is the Louvre behind it, the enemy's base camp... we can't keep him, let him live in this world." disappear!"
"Set fire! Burn it all down..."
The red-eyed soldiers rushed into the palace like tigers and wolves. They carried asphalt, tar, kerosene, torches... and other burning objects with them. Regardless of how many cultural relics there were in the palace, they immediately started to light the fire.
The oil painting as big as the entire wall depicts the conquest of Napoleon, the god of war. At this moment, it was splashed with tar, and the flames grilled the figures on the painting, making them look ferocious.
Statues were pushed, porcelain was smashed, 300-year-old exquisite furniture was set on fire, and thick smoke billowed out!
The exquisite patterned wallpaper began to deform and sparkle under the high temperature, and the glass crystal vessels that were stimulated by the cold and heat began to burst and make a crisp sound.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Varlan laughed excitedly, "Burn it! Burn it! Only by destroying an old world can a new world be born from the ashes!"
"Advance to the Louvre and burn everything for me..."
The Tuileries Palace is only more than 250 meters away from the Louvre, and there are flower corridors connecting each other, but this distance of more than 200 meters saved the life of the Louvre!
When the fire on the Champs Elysées ignited, Marshal McMahon guessed what the Commune was going to do. The frightened marshal immediately ordered the entire army to put out the fire and protect those landmark buildings.
The Louvre and the Tuileries are of course top priority!
Unfortunately, when the army arrived, thick smoke was already billowing from the Tuileries Palace, and countless Commune soldiers were charging towards the Louvre!
"God! Are they all crazy? Set up machine guns... and shoot!"
Note: In 2018, France began to reincarnate again, followed by burning, then smashing cultural relics, and then demonstrations...
