C3043 Early Winter

This year, the climate in France was very strange. According to the old saying of the Paleogene, if there were too many dead soldiers, it would cause wind and water to stir.

After a war, there would usually be plagues, droughts, earthquakes, famine, and snowstorms … Wait, what kind of disaster was this? Was there any sense in this? There must be a reason for this in feng shui astrology, but modern natural sciences do not understand the inner workings.

But no matter what, the weather in France today, including the whole of Western Europe, was abnormally cold and eerie!

It should not be that cold after autumn, but after autumn for a few years, people would not feel like it is winter yet, so the exceptionally cold northwest wind brought an extreme cooling down. The temperature at night had already reached below zero, and small pieces of ice had actually appeared on the Seine.

The weasel was a sick duck. At the critical moment when Paris was starting to organize continuous breakouts, the weather was also messing up. All of the pawnshops in Paris were destroyed. The winter clothes that were previously pawned by the citizens were now redeemed free of charge.

The pawnshops' owners were all on the verge of tears. Wasn't this the same as blatantly stealing away their property? If their property was taken away by these lowly commoners, who would be the one to compensate for this loss?

Only Eugene and Andrew had managed to change in time. When the weather had just turned cold, they took the initiative to have their pawnshop give them the winter clothes for free.

What do we need to pawn tickets in times of war? Many people have already died on the battlefield, so we can just randomly grab and distribute the winter clothes. After sending them all out, we can clear out the warehouse.

The sudden drop in temperature had not only affected the pawnshop, but also the interests of the rich and powerful families. The materials management department under the commune had already begun 'mobilizing' families one by one.

How could this be called mobilization, this was like a robbery. The wolf-like National Guard soldiers rushed into the houses of the nobles, capitalists, and middle class, leaving them with a few pieces of clothing.

In a short period of time, the rich district of Paris was filled with tears. The rich and powerful did not manage to escape the city in time. Their intestines turned green with regret.

Even worse, the businesses that had escaped the Parisians had been ordered to be confiscated. The villas were given to the poor to live in, and the clothes that had not been taken away were distributed to protect them from the cold. The gold and silver treasures, along with the antique calligraphy and paintings, were transported together to the warehouse of the commune for whatever purpose they were kept.

General Trochu was already unable to control the security in Paris anymore. The one hundred and eighty thousand garrison unit s were fighting with the Prussian army outside the city in turns.

Without a truce or a break, Bismark understood General Trochu's difficulty. He would not give these trapped beasts any chance to escape, the Prussian army wanted to take the initiative to control the pace of the battle and mess up their plans to break out of the encirclement, so as to not let them gather their forces.

The advantage he brought was not only the three hundred thousand to four hundred thousand troops. More importantly, he had lost such a strategic location, causing many of the guerrillas to lose their backbone. With the addition of the large numbers of the Prussian army's cavalry, the railway network in the north had begun to return to normal.

The artillery shells and supplies at the rear could be delivered to Paris in a steady stream. Finally, the War God no longer needed to save ammunition!

Only now did the Parisians understand why the French Emperor had lost to the North. Against such an overwhelming advantage in firepower, the old army could not hold on much longer.

Usually, the main forces would sacrifice thousands of their lives to take back the position, allowing the Prussian army artillery to shoot once or twice before exploding into a sea of flames, the difference in casualties was too great.

The coordination of the sinister Prussian Battle Cannons was indeed exquisite. The infantry assault attracted more French troops to launch a counterattack, and when the density of the French army was high enough, the cannons would pour down a torrent of firepower without any stinginess.

No one had accurately calculated the loss rate, but after a quick analysis by the Chinese observers, the losses in the last ten days had reached at least 1: 8. That was to say, one soldier from Prussian army had died, while eight from France!

This was the difference between a professional and a non-professional. Out of the eight dead French soldiers, there were at least six National Guard s who did not undergo much training.

What was even worse was that from time to time, the Prussian army would even carry out strategic bombings of the city, specifically targeting the commoner district. Under the bombardment, countless of houses were razed to the ground and the entire street area was frequently burnt down.

In order to avoid the bombardment, more people had gathered in the center of the city. The island was no longer able to fit in, and people were carrying clothes with them, both to avoid the fire and to avoid the cold north.

"My God! Please save Paris, save France! "

"My God! Please end this war! "

Thousands of women and children were praying outside Notre Dame, on the island of Siddai. Often, the sound of weeping had replaced the sound of praying before they were even halfway through their prayers.

Of course, there was hunger in addition to the war and the cold. At this moment, all the food in Paris had been gathered together and distributed uniformly.

They had their own warehouses and distribution plans, and the most pitiful thing was the citizens, whose families could no longer find any food, and who would stay in the food supply point as the Queue length's leader every day, and who would only receive a little bit of potato skin soup in the end.

Blanqui walked on the main street and looked at the one-kilometer-long queue in front of him. Everyone was so hungry that their eyes were blurry.

In the small alley, a few staff members with guns were watching over a dozen of children catching rats.

All the rats caught by the kids are handed over and distributed evenly, performing as the best rat catcher, and eventually getting a small potato as a reward.

Blanqui saw all of this and started crying, "Oh my god! How long are you going to punish us? "Food is the biggest consumable, winter clothes are the easiest to take care of. Everyone can wear one set for several years …"

"What about food and fuel? How many more people are going to die in Paris this winter! "

At that moment, a soldier ran over, panting!

"Sir..." General Thiers gave the order for our division to organize two armies to cooperate with the garrison unit and break out of the Shapini region … "

"The Champigny area? "How many troops has the general prepared?"

"One hundred thousand!" The old general has prepared a hundred thousand people! "

"The final battle?" The people around Blanqui instantly clamored!

"The old general can't hold it in anymore, this is risking his life!"

Blanqui sighed with a bitter face, "What if I don't go all out? We don't even have any food left, are we waiting for our deaths? "