C3058 I will not surrender until I die

In the end, the Paris garrison in General Trochu's hands was just a hodgepodge. A small part of it was the remaining imperial guards that had not been brought away from Paris, while the other part was the regular army that had been transferred from the provinces.

Some of them were local regiments that had been temporarily recruited in Paris, and some of them had even been sent back to Paris to recover from their injuries at the beginning of the war.

After these old veterans' wounds were healed, the war would soon be over. They would never have the chance to return to the main group, and would directly be accepted as one of the members by the Paris garrison.

The guards of the Tuileries' Palace and the Louvre were a very special army. Their symbolism was far greater than the actual battle, and these guards were the representatives of the country.

The Emperor and Queen had chosen these soldiers back in the day, and they were all men who were more than 1.9 meters tall. They were of good stature and good looks, the type that could trick women into eating when they were walking on the streets.

After all, the palace had to receive all the court officials from all over the world, so it would be impossible if the guards were not handsome!

Perhaps they were unfavoured children in their families, or perhaps their families were already in dire straits. However, as long as they had the bloodline of an aristocrat and held the title of an aristocrat, they would naturally be a part of the royal family's interests.

Being born good and handsome was the most basic standard of the royal guards, and their combat abilities were not something the emperor and the others had considered. In any case, they had never expected them to go to war from the beginning.

This was even more embarrassing, a group of royal guards that had been dazzling in peacetime had been forgotten in the Franco-Prussian War, left alone in Paris, guarding the palace and the original imperial calendar. However, the palace had long since lost its emperor and queen, as well as its beautiful maids and daily ball parties.

General Trochu knew that these people had special statuses and their fighting strength couldn't be counted on. Therefore, ever since the establishment of the Republic of China, their mission was still to protect the palace.

But no one knew that these vase decorators who had never participated in a war before also had pride in their hearts. They weren't willing to become useless trash, so they had their own choices when the crisis arrived.

With the Seine as the boundary, the left bank was the area controlled by General Trochu, and the right bank was the area controlled by the Paris Commune.

The most embarrassing thing was that both palaces were on the right bank!

There were at least eight thousand National Guard outside the palace. They stared at the heavily guarded imperial palace as if they were waiting for some order.

When the sun had set and the blood-red sunset was scattered on the snow on the roof, two National Guard soldiers were holding torches to protect one of the commanders as they approached the Tuileries' Palace.

"Stop!" Stop! This is the Tuileries' Palace! No one is allowed to approach without the order of the defense government. "

The palace had once had a serious incident of theft. The thieves and hooligans hired by Eugene and Andrew had once stolen the storehouses in the palace, and stole a lot of Oriental treasures and sold them to the Chinese.

It was also from then on that the shocked General Trochu increased the number of troops for the imperial guards and also increased the supply of ammunition, strictly ordering them to protect the treasury of the country.

The commander stopped five meters away from the iron barrier sect. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read out loud, "Paris Commune Order No. 187, orders our department to take over the defense of the Tuileries' Palace and the Louvre. You can leave now …"

The unruly Battalion Commander looked at the triumphant Commune Commander and said coldly, "What is a Commune? I don't know, I only accept orders from the legitimate government... Take out the order of the defense government to transfer troops, otherwise no one's order will be effective! "

"How dare you!" The Commune is the elected government of the people of all Paris, representing the will of the people … "

"Scram!" I don't care if it's all Paris or half Paris! The palace is the property of the entire France. Other than the government which is officially authorized by the National Assembly, no one else can order us! "

"Leave immediately, or shoot!"

The group of soldiers stood up, their rifles extending out through the gaps between the iron barrier s, aiming at the lobbyist who was persuading them to surrender.

The three lobbyists were so scared that they retreated half a step, gritted their teeth and said, "Alright, alright, as long as you don't regret it!" With that, he turned around and left.

The sky had turned completely dark, and the Tuileries' Palace was filled with burning torches. Indistinctly, orders could be heard, the three battalions of imperial guards knew that the enemy would not let this matter rest, so they all gathered together for a temporary meeting.

"When we open fire later, the enemy's main attack will definitely be the Tuileries' Palace … "The buildings behind the Louvre are very complicated, there aren't any open roads or open spaces. As long as we guard a few important gates and then build a crossfire system through the windows upstairs, we can block the enemy's attack …"

"The most worrisome thing is the Tuileries' garden. This place is wide, and our vision is enough to support a group charge of two to three thousand people. I'm afraid our firepower is not enough!"

"The brothers of the first and second battalions should gather at the main gate. I'll leave the Tuileries' Palace with you guys to guard, although our first Cavalry Battalion no longer has a war horse, our speed is still fast enough.

This is the treasure of the France, the enemy would not dare to use their cannons, the battle might very well end in a brutal hand-to-hand fight! I hope our brave lads can persevere! "

The palace hall immediately became silent, the Napoleon the War God on the wall quietly watched these helpless young lad!

One of the Company Commander said with a sigh, "We have received kindness from our nations. We are not afraid to sacrifice ourselves for the sake of our motherland … "I'm just worried that our brothers don't have much combat experience. If that happens, we'll just be throwing our lives away …"

The atmosphere became heavy once again. Cavalry Battalion Elder stood up and walked in front of War God's oil painting and said with a low and hoarse voice.

"Do you know? Six years ago, I went to Switzerland once and passed by a town called Liuseng. It was a picturesque place … "

"At the bottom of an inconspicuous cliff, at the end of a shallow pond, there is a statue of a lion carved on top of the mountain. It's a dying lion, and the locals call it 'Crying Lion'!"

"Do you know why there is such a statue? is it because of the palace beneath us, the Tuileries' Palace! "

"1792! When the French Revolution was being attacked by thugs … At that time, a total of 786 warriors died in this palace! "