The gunshots in the Great Monastery Square Garden and the roar of countless bullets piercing the night sky frightened the residents living nearby. Many people had just returned home from bars or cafes, lay in bed, and left the house holding lanterns or candlesticks. Listening to the sound of ping pong and muskets, some people thought to themselves that there was another revolution?
I don't know who suddenly shouted: "The gunfire came from the square garden! The royalists are going to rob the prison!"
All the civilians looked at each other in astonishment after hearing this. At this time, another guy wearing a red conical hat shouted: "They must not be allowed to take Louis Capet away! Citizens! Defend the French Republic! Defend democracy and freedom!" Catch all these sons of bitches and send them to the guillotine!"
"You're right! Send them all to the guillotine!"
Countless people lost their sleepiness due to the noise and their blood was boiling. They turned around and went back to copy the guy.
At the same time, in the square in front of the monastery, dozens of National Guard soldiers who had been shot and fell to the ground were either motionless or wailing sadly. The failure of two consecutive attacks deprived the remaining soldiers of their fighting spirit. They huddled behind pillars or flower beds, daring not to show their heads.
In just five minutes since the launch of the attack, the 287 National Guards stationed at the monastery have lost a quarter of their strength. No one knew how many enemies were hidden in the night. Although the roar of muskets from the temple tower indicated that a fierce firefight was taking place there, the short distance of two hundred meters turned into an insurmountable abyss of death.
Seeing that the enemy's firepower was too strong to break through, several officers led the artillerymen and other soldiers and ran to the front door to push the cannon over; while the garrison commander was giving an order for one of his officers to immediately go to the Paris Commune and the National Guard outside the city. The division was in a hurry and asked for more support.
Suddenly, the roar of "whoosh" echoed in the garden square like a storm. The outer walls and windows of the monastery were hit by bullets and stone fragments flew everywhere. The second team responsible for the blocking mission launched an attack on the National Guard from two directions. The sound of gunfire, which was completely different from that of flintlock fire, panicked the French soldiers. The rain of bullets that hit their faces made them think that the enemy numbered at least hundreds.
"Evacuate the building quickly! There are too many of them!"
"Sir, what should we do with the prisoners?! We can't let them escape!"
"Damn it! Who cares about them now!"
In a panic, someone heard another bang from the temple tower, but at this moment no one cared whether the king's family would be rescued.
Zhao Xin, who had just entered the foyer on the third floor, heard gunshots coming from downstairs and quickly walked down the spiral staircase behind two special operations battalion soldiers. They stepped over the bodies of the guards and monitors sent by the Paris Commune who fell in the foyer, bypassed the simple wooden bed blocking the door of Louis XVI's bedroom, and finally entered the house. By the light of the tactical flashlight, I saw a middle-aged man with blond hair and a fat face slumped on the bed, wearing only a white nightgown. On the right side of his abdomen, a large patch of blood was pouring out. A soldier from the special operations battalion with his back turned was about to tear open his nightgown to check the injury.
Zhao Xin said sharply: "What's going on?!"
Elu, who was using a flashlight to help illuminate the wound, raised his hand and pointed at a corpse on the ground, and said angrily: "I came in late! The guy gave him a sword."
Just two minutes ago, when the door of the house was opened by Louis Charles, Goulet, who was struggling with the servant Harnett, used the key chain in his hand as a weapon and punched Harnett unconscious. Then he He grabbed the long sword on the ground and stabbed Louis XVI who was sitting on the bed without thinking.
It is said that everyone here has their brains knocked out. If ordinary people had already hid away, the further away, the better. But as a king, Louis XVI had developed the temperament of "not being surprised when the sky fell" since he was a child; in addition, everything happened in an instant, so his reaction was a bit slow, and he never thought that Goulet would really do it. Stab him with your sword.
On the other side, as the commander of the special operations battalion, Elu, although he fought bravely, could not win against anyone. Although he could fight one against ten in the mountain jungle, he had never received training in rescuing hostages. When Louis Charles opened the door, there was only a half-foot-wide gap. Erlu knew that the main target of this rescue operation was a child, and he instantly determined that it should be Louis Charles in front of him. He was worried that he would be hurt if he pushed the door hard, so he reached out and pushed the other side back, and then opened the door.
As a result, Louis XVI was struck by a sword in the abdomen because of his skill. When Erlu shot Goulet to death, the sword was taken out.
Zhao Xindao: "Where is the child?"
Er Lu used his flashlight to shake the other side of the bed. Zhao Xin looked over with his flashlight and saw a little blond boy with a tear-stained face clutching Louis XVI's sleeve tightly.
"Louis Charles?"
When he heard Zhao Xin calling him, the little prince didn't dare to say a word. Zhao Xin in front of him was dressed in black and had a mask on his head. Only his eyes and mouth were exposed, and he looked very scary.
"Who are you?" The child said nothing. Louis XVI, who was seriously injured, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Zhao Xin said in English: "Camille Charles Leclerc de Fresner, he invited us here."
"Oh, I know him, the governor of the local government." Louis XVI, who had lost too much blood, turned pale and his lips lost the color.
Zhao Xin took out a folded piece of letter paper from his vest pocket, opened it, held it in front of Louis XVI, shined a flashlight on it and said, "This is his personal letter."
Louis XVI raised his eyes and glanced, and saw in the middle of the top of the letter paper, there was a badge of "France Oriental and India China Company", and at the end of the letter, there was Leclerc's name.
"Are you British?"
Zhao Xin thought for a while, then took off his hood, came to the bed and said, "No, I am Chinese."
"Ah, you, you are the Republic of China..." Louis XVI suddenly realized, but the severe pain from the wound made him almost breathless, and large beads of sweat kept emerging from his forehead.
"Yes. The mission is fake. This time we are here to rescue you."
Louis XVI blinked, and the pain in his abdomen made it difficult for him to speak again.
Zhao Xin said to the soldier who was rescuing him: "How is the injury?"
"It seems that the liver is ruptured and the bleeding is severe. If surgery is performed immediately, it can be saved."
Zhao Xin said nothing after hearing this, thinking that it was unrealistic to perform an operation. The most urgent thing now was to take people away quickly, and Louis XVI would definitely be in trouble in this state. He pondered for a moment, then asked the ambulanceman to give Louis XVI an injection of morphine, and asked Erlu to go upstairs and bring the three women down, and then said: "Your Majesty, I am taking the prince to the East this time. With our protection, neither the National Convention nor your two brothers can harm him."
Louis XVI suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Xinda and said, "Why?"
"There is a saying you should have heard, there is no family affection before imperial power. Your son is too young, and the power struggle is very cruel. When he grows up, I will send him back to Europe and help him ascend the throne."
"who are you?"
Louis XVI felt that the Chinese in front of him was not an ordinary desperado, because the tone of the other person's words was more like a superior king than him. However, before Zhao Xin could answer, messy footsteps came from outside the door. Marie Antoinette, Lady Elizabeth, and the eldest daughter Charlotte had already arrived at the door. When they saw Louis XVI lying on the bed, they were all shocked and immediately rushed to the bed.
"August, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing his wife's call, Louis XVI opened his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury." He then looked at Zhao Xin and said to his wife: "Mary, these people are invited by Leclerc." Come to get us out.”
Marie Antoinette was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Leclerc? That guy who governs locally?"
Zhao Xin reached out and patted Marie Antoinette on the shoulder. Seeing that she was looking at him, he motioned to go to the door to talk. Marie Antoinette looked at Louis XVI, saw him nodding, then stood up and walked over.
Zhao Xin whispered: "I know your English is very good, can you understand what I say?"
Marie Antoinette nodded and said, "Please tell me."
"Your husband was stabbed by the guy on the ground. His liver was ruptured and it was very serious. I couldn't save him. Besides, I didn't take many people with me. I could only take three people with me at most. The longer it takes, the more dangerous it becomes. You have to Make a decision quickly.”
Marie Antoinette burst into tears after hearing this. But she knew that now was not the time to mourn. She understood what the tall man in front of her said. She had to choose three out of five, and she had to make a decision immediately.
While the two were talking, the sound of mountain roaring and tsunami could be faintly heard outside, followed by explosions one after another. Panic, panic, helplessness, despair, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, making Marie Antoinette feel confused.
Zhao Xin handed over the letter from Leclerc, and Marie-Antoinette used the other party's flashlight to scan the contents at a glance, and finally confirmed that Zhao Xin was telling the truth. She carefully looked at Zhao Xin's appearance, glanced at the son and daughter in the room, and asked the same question as Louis XVI.
"Who are you exactly?"
Zhao Xin leaned into the other party's ear and whispered: "I occupy more than 10 million square kilometers of land in Northeast Asia, with a population of nearly one million, and defeated the Russians twice. Within three years, the Qing Empire will perish! Compared to crisis-ridden Vienna, under my protection, no one dares to touch a hair on your son's head."
As soon as these words came out, Marie Antoinette was stunned for a moment. She never expected that the group of people in front of her were actually the Seris people who defeated the Tsarist Empire.
You must know that the two disastrous defeats of the Russians in the Far East and Siberia, with the Ottoman Empire's vigorous exaggeration, have spread throughout Europe, and it is no longer possible to cover up the lid. In the past, the town of Beihai occupied a large area of territory east of the Yenisei River, and later the Cossack Emirate added to the obstruction. Coupled with Potemkin's sudden death, Catherine II's health deteriorated sharply. The Tsarist Empire is now It has become a laughing stock in Europe and can be called a model of "idle pain".
Although time is short and she cannot understand the key, but for this queen who has been involved in French politics for a long time, she knows that there is never any sacrifice in this world for no reason, especially between countries, it is always for interests. .
"What do you want from us?"
“Stop British expansion in South Asia and stop American expansion in North America.”
A look of surprise flashed across Marie Antoinette's face. Nowadays, if we want to talk about the country that Louis XVI and his wife hate the most, first of all, they are their old enemy Britain, and secondly, the United States, which was just founded.
Needless to say, the British have been enemies for hundreds of years; and the so-called "founding fathers" of the United States are really a bunch of white-eyed wolves.
In order to help the Americans become independent, create obstacles for the British, and avenge the Seven Years' War, the French spent 1.3 billion livres, more than 30 times that of the thirteen states. Before the victory at Saratoga, the French supported 90% of the weapons and equipment of the North American Continental Army; after the alliance treaty was formally signed with the Continental Congress, the French government lent another 60 million livres to the Continental Congress, a typical example of tightening The belt also wins.
After the War of Independence, the French government, with a total debt of 2 billion livres, asked the United States to pay back the money. The Americans delayed as long as they could, leaving Louis XVI with no choice but to convene a meeting of the Estates-General to raise taxes. Historically, after the death of Louis XVI, this loan was directly turned into a bad debt by the Americans because the subject of the agreement was absent.
Marie Antoinette stared at Zhao Xin for a moment, then turned around and returned to the house. With her eyes flashing, she said to Louis XVI's sister, Lady Elizabeth, in a firm tone: "You take the children away, the king and I will Leave!"
Mrs. Elizabeth, who was in tears, refused: "No, I will stay and you take them away!"
"As a queen, I can't leave the king!" Marie Antoinette walked over and hugged him, and said meaningfully: "You are more useful to France than me! Take good care of Charles for me and let him Be a good king from now on."
At this moment, Louis XVI had entered a state of recovery, and the morphine's medicinal properties made his abdomen less painful. His mind was extremely clear at this moment, and he understood his wife's meaning almost instantly. He took off the ring he had worn for many years from his ring finger and put it into the tearful hand of Louis Charles. He held the other person's little hand and said: "Charle, let's go with them. You have to remember, no matter where you go, No, you are the legitimate heir of the Bourbon dynasty!"
"Dad, you will be fine!" Without the annoying guards and monitors, the seven-year-old little prince couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly on his father's shoulder.
Louis XVI turned to his daughter Charlotte and said: "You too, my angel, come with them."
"Dad, you're going to be fine."
Louis XVI put his hand on his daughter's cheek, tears streaming down his face.
Marie Antoinette walked to the bed and knelt down, took her husband's hand, and buried her face in his hand.
"Let's go!" Zhao Xin stepped forward and picked up the crying little prince. Erlu also stepped forward to pick up the crying Charlotte and walked out the door.
Louis XVI looked at the two children reluctantly, and used his last strength to say to Zhao Xin: "Sir, can you swear to God? Don't let them get hurt..."
Zhao Xin didn't want to waste any more time, and the gunfire outside became more and more rapid, so he said: "We don't believe in God, but I swear...in the name of the king!"
After hearing this, not only Marie Antoinette and Lady Elizabeth looked at Zhao Xin in surprise, but even Louis XVI showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then fell into a coma...
Zhao Xin carried Charles to the foyer on the first floor and asked the soldiers guarding here, "Are everyone here?!"
"They're all outside! The French pushed the cannon out, but we pushed it back!"
"Retreat immediately!"
After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he handed Charles to Mrs. Elizabeth beside him, and then ducked out of the door of the temple tower. He looked around. Firelight flashed outside the wall of the garden square. It looked like at least thousands of people had gathered there. He found an open space, and in an instant, the huge cabinet appeared in the open space; then, he shot a green flare into the air.
Everyone in the special operations battalion knew that it was time to retreat.
