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Within the window of the sentry barracks, soldiers of the imperial guards were climbing on top of the wall with faces full of despair. The blood on their hands was all over the place.

He wanted to open his mouth and shout out something, but blood came out all over the place. Right behind the soldiers, two workers were crazily stabbing the soldiers with bayonets, and Company Commander could even see the sharp end of the bloody blade piercing through the back of the workers' workers.

The entire living quarters had become a hell of a massacre. The company did not have any mission today, so other than the soldiers on guard, everyone else fell into a deep sleep.

The men couldn't find the guns, they couldn't find the soldiers, the officers were attacked and wounded at the first moment, and the soldiers weren't much better off.

There were even some soldiers who had their heads split open by an axe while they were sleeping, not to mention the throat that had been cut by a sharp dagger.

It was a one-sided massacre. Before the soldiers had even pulled the safety off their guns, two-thirds of them had already died.

"Kill!" Leave no one alive... Collect All Weapons... Get ready to retreat! "

The coppersmith Tas was in the courtyard directing the battle with a murderous look on his face, and when he looked up he saw the bloodied commander of the Janissaries.

"The emperor's lackey! A wild wolf that was raised by the capitalists! "Go to hell …" Tas raised his hand and shot. The bullet pierced right through the center of Company Commander's forehead and the corpse that had just escaped fell to the ground.

"Hurry up!" Hurry up... Don't alarm the garrison near the city wall... "Quick, quick, quick …"

The sound of gunfire finally came as attacker snatched away the rifles and bullets from the corpses of the French soldiers. The armed workers quickly completed the entire massacre, and not even fifteen minutes had passed before all the company guards were killed in their dreams.

Bed in the living quarters, the washroom, the floor, the field, the armoury... Blood and corpses were everywhere, and attacker did not forget to use his bayonet to mend the corpses after the battle.

Their hatred had already caused everyone to lose all rationality. Every single stab of theirs came from the bottom of their heart as they cursed, "Damn dogs, I'll make you slaughter the working class, I'll make you attack the newspaper!"

"Go to hell! The fires of revolution will eventually burn away your filthy souls! "

Tas waved his gun and shouted, "Stop wasting time, get all the Arms and ammunition onto the carriage, we need to retreat quickly!"

In this era, there were walls in Paris, France. The camp that they attacked was less than a kilometer away from the city walls. The sounds of gunfire during the attack had alarmed the garrison.

The lights came on, the sirens blared, and in the distance troops had already begun to gather. Tas knew there was no time to waste, so he kicked the bodies in their direction.

"Damn it, move your things right now! "As you command!"

Rifle, bayonet, ammunition box … Even the rations were transported to the carriages by the workers. In the darkness, people were stumbling and some even tripped over corpses. The whole box of bullets smashed into the carriages.

Hualala … Golden bullets poured down like a waterfall, rolling everywhere!

"Don't pick it up! There's no time left! "

"Soldier, get on the carriage. Everyone else, follow me!" "Hurry up and go!"

Pah pah pah … In the distance, bullets flew through the darkness. Tas and the others didn't dare delay and quickly fled, leaving behind the last of their supplies. Finally, they disappeared into the darkness.

Not long later, a battalion of French soldiers rushed to the outpost. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were all shocked!

"Monster!" What a group of beasts! " The Battalion Commander flew into a rage, "Scatter Chase!" Arrest everyone in the surrounding villages and interrogate them one by one! I don't believe that they would not know! "

The furious soldiers rushed into the surrounding villages and towns. Not long after, everything was in chaos. There were even sporadic gunshots. They had discovered a small part of the workers who were resisting, and both sides had started fighting.

At dawn, the Regent's Queen was awakened by the presence of the high officials of the police in Montaubon waiting for her.

When Ou Renni heard about the thug attacking the sentry post, her expression of shock completely changed!

"Rebel!" He had truly rebelled! Did these thugs want another revolution? Haven't they killed enough people? "

"Whose people did it? Just whose people did it!? "

"There were only two heavily injured survivors. According to them, attacker was dressed like a worker... Looks like the only possibility is Blanqui and the rest! "

"These anarchic madmen have been secretly accumulating weapons and weapons. They are the most threatening group!"

"What do we do now? Your Highness, you have to make a decision! "Let's suppress them, we can't let them continue to be so arrogant …"

Ou Renni listened to the chaotic opinions of the people around him, and his heart was torn! Of course she wanted to give the order to suppress it, but how many usable weapons did she have left?

Napoleon III did leave behind a hundred thousand, but in order to gather the Expeditionary forces s of the united fleet, he had taken out a total of close to twenty thousand people from these city guards!

More than half of the remaining troops were to be stationed in eastern Paris to defend Prussia, and only thirty or forty thousand of them would actually be able to control the city.

However, the population of Paris had already reached one million. If such a large city were to be completely suppressed, would thirty to forty thousand people be enough?

The empress was at a loss, but at that moment, a servant knocked on the door. "Your Highness!" Archbishop Davable is here! "The archbishop is here..."

"Invite him in quickly!"

Archbishop Davabool, the head of the Catholic French diocese and a trusted follower of the pope, could be said to be the last insurance policy for the stabilization of Paris.

The archbishop hurriedly walked in, and the empress had already stood up to greet him. She took the initiative to bow towards him and humbly kiss his hand.

"Blessed you, my child!" The archbishop drew a cross over the empress's head. "My child, the situation is very critical, so I'll be straightforward!"

"Just now, Blanqui sent a person to deliver a letter to me. He clearly indicated that this attack was not his order, but was carried out by the people below!"

"Blanqui suggested that, for the sake of the nation's situation, we should put an end to the war! The Police Department has released all the detained workers, while he has strictly ordered all the workers to restrain themselves! "

"We've already lost enough blood, and the enemy is approaching Paris step by step. Is there going to be a civil war?"

Everyone in the hall relaxed after hearing this. "Really?" Did Blanqui really say that? Those people are all liars, can we believe it? "

"All the warriors of our company are dead! Was this matter just going to drop like that? Make them hand over their head and pay with their lives! and then talk about a truce... "

"Enough!" The Queen bellowed, "No matter what, Blanqui is right. The Prussian is approaching Paris step by step.

"Esteemed archbishop! Tell Blanqui that I will release them today, but they must stop all acts of violence … "In addition, the newspapers they control must be closed. Without my order, they cannot speak nonsense!"