C2925 Newspapers and armoury

Xiao Letian's words were true, the current situation in Paris had long become unimaginable. The news of French Emperor's defeat had spread throughout the entire city, causing all the citizens to go crazy.

All the powers started to move, the republicans supported by the capitalists had already started to move under Thiers's command, blocking the teleportation news, and secretly summoning all of their members to the Bourbon's palace to gather.

They wanted to be the first to call a vote before Blanqui could react. They wanted to choose the group of ministers that would benefit them the most.

Although Blanqui and the rest received the news later than them, they had the advantage of numbers. All the workers' leaders rushed forward with all their might to snatch away the authority.

The secret door hidden in the house was opened, and the underground printing plant who had not seen the light of day for years finally saw the light of day.

Ink thick smell of leaflets, began to stick to the streets and alleyways.

"All the citizens are united... "The mother of the motherland is bleeding. Join the National Guard. Let us fight against the evil Prussian invaders together!"

"Facts have proven yet again that the emperor and those aristocrat capitalists are not to be trusted. Other than selling off their country, they would not show any kindness …"

"Unite the proletariat... to fight for our rights! "

"Bread, milk, sausages... We want a bigger room, and our kids want a better education! "

This time, no one stopped these people from posting the flyers. The police officers and plainclothes that were usually scattered all over the streets seemed to have disappeared overnight.

Louis. Michelle was mainly responsible for the media promotion. Not only did he open up all the underground printing plant, he even moved all the ink and printing paper into the warehouse.

Her propaganda machine was not finished yet, and she brought her gun-toting Self Guard to all the influential newspapers in Paris, demanding that they provide free space.

"The motherland has come to a crisis. Everyone must contribute to the revolution, to the motherland … From today onwards, all newspapers must give working class a full page of space... "

All these Parisian newspapers had their own pride, and when they heard this, they all gave in. "Why! We have freedom of speech, how we put our pages, our own standards... "

Hualala … The sound of a bolt being pulled could be heard. Before the editors could finish speaking, the National Guard soldier with the gun had already pointed it at them.

Luis Michelle said coldly, "This is an extraordinary period. Everyone must contribute their strength to the motherland, or else we will be punished for treason …"

Treason? Who's going to try? Who has the right to judge? The editors of the newspaper could not accept this, but they could not help but look at the ferocious soldier in front of them.

The white-haired old editor stood up and said, "Please be at ease, I will leave a page for you …" But let me remind you, we are just a newspaper, not a violent organization … "

"If you want the layout, I'll give it to you... "In the future, if anyone asks for it, I'm afraid we won't be able to reject them. I hope you can forgive us …"

Michelle nodded her head, "I can forgive you, but don't worry, in a few days France will restore order … At that time, we will definitely become the victors! "

Watching the group of unreasonable soldiers leave, the young editors all surrounded the senior in a circle, discussing something unhappily.

The old editor sighed. "Don't go against these people... They have guns! The sky of Paris is now red with blood, do not risk your life! "

"From now on, those who are willing to stick to the newspaper can stay …" If anyone has connections in the countryside, I suggest you leave Paris and hide away for a while. "

"Don't worry, I'll keep your positions for anyone who leaves the newspaper right now …" "When the peace comes, you can all come back …"

"Hiss …" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, "You want to close the newspaper?" Is the situation serious to such an extent? "

Hehe … The old editor had seen hardships before. He only sneered and sighed, not saying anything.

The situation had obviously gotten out of hand. Michelle was a woman after all, and his actions were still gentle, but the other workers' leaders were not that easy to deal with.

Having fought against the Empire for so many years, the leaders of these movements had seen countless bloody suppression. Many friends and relatives had all died under the slaughtering knife of the Emperor.

Du Waer was in charge of the task of seizing all the armory warehouses in Paris. He had also received the authority of most of the soldiers, and a total of thirty thousand National Guard rushed towards all thirty odd armory warehouses.

This was something that he had detected a long time ago. Du Waer only needed to follow the diagram!

"Quick, quick, quick..." In front of them was the Brown Gate, where a total of 85 cannons were stored. "Our troops need cannons, immediately capture the Brown Army's camp!"

The nineteenth century was surrounded by city walls in Paris, and most of the city gates were filled with soldiers. There were also the best ammunition depots, the targets of these soldiers were the assets left behind by the French Emperor.

By this time, the grievous news had already reached the Brown Army camp. The garrison troops of one battalion had long since become frightened birds. They did not know where to go, nor did they know where to find the commanding officer.

Duke Montopia couldn't be found, and General Trochu didn't contact him either. Although his superior's captain and teacher were able to contact him, they had already become ants in hot water, not knowing what to do next.

He even heard that two of his teachers had secretly escaped with their families, escaping from the chaos in Paris.

The first battalion of the French army became a fly without direction, hiding in the barracks to look at the chaotic city and being helpless.

The thing that they were worried about had finally appeared. More than three thousand members of the National Guard s suddenly swarmed out of the city gate and charged towards the army camp.

"Charge in …" Take over warehouse... Whoever dares to resist will be killed without mercy! "

Du Waer rushed to the front of the camp's gate and actually personally climbed to the top of the fence. He held onto the wooden fence with one hand and waved the red flag.

"French Emperor has already become a prisoner. You all no longer have an emperor … Now, all of you are citizens of France just like us! "

"No one will give you the order to slaughter the civilians ever again … The revolution has already broken out, and the people will finally be in power! "

"Give up the arsenal... We can protect your lives! "

"Those who dare to resist …" Kill without mercy! "

There were less than four hundred people defending the armory, and outside the camp there were more than three thousand crazy National Guard soldiers.

These soldiers had already gone crazy, they raised their rifles and roared out crazily, the Marseille song resonated one after another, shaking the world. Looking at this crazy scene, the faces of these regular soldiers, all of them turned pale.

"Surrender!" Surrender! Surrender … The three thousand people outside the camp were clamoring.