C3180 Forced punching

"Did you find any trace of strangers? Colonel Luxor asked us to come on a tour... " The cavalryman asked arrogantly as he sat on the horse.

The timid farmer quickly put down his bowl of porridge and respectfully bowed to the cavalry. "Respected lord, there are no abnormal people here. Until this morning, only the few villagers from the neighboring village went into the mountains to chop firewood. There are no suspicious people left …"

The farmers knew that since they were all soldiers, those that could ride would definitely be of higher status than those who could ride barefooted. If they called out 'Master', they would definitely not be at a disadvantage.

However, the squire yawning at the entrance of the village was very cunning. He often went to the nearby small city to shop and play. Basically, everyone recognized him.

"Colonel Luxor? Where did this guy come from, sir, I've never heard of him... "What is the name of your unit?"

Before he could finish, he saw a black shadow fly over like lightning and wrap around the squire's neck. It turned out to be a rope for carrying horses. The soldier dragged the squire to the ground.

"Hurry up!"

With the order given, the nameless soldier behind the officer suddenly pulled out the pistol at his waist, pointed it at the farmers, and growled, "All of you kneel down, don't make any sound. Kneel down right now …"

The soldier on horseback went up and kicked the farmer in front to the ground, at the same time, the large group of people led by Blanqui also rushed out from the corner.

A farmer was a farmer. In the end, no one dared to shout. Even the horn used to call the police did not dare to be touched.

The bright bayonet surrounded more than ten farmers kneeling in the mud. The squire had already been tied up. The leading officer went up and first gave more than ten big slaps.

With his face swollen, he asked, "How many more posts are there?" "Is there any other way to quickly pass the Severing Mountains?"

The squire who had been beaten senseless had never seen such an extremely vicious villain. He only felt his crotch heat up and a coquettish stench spread out.

"Master, please do me a favor. Don't kill me …" "There are four outposts at the back of the road. The three in front are about the same size as mine, and the last one has more people. I'm afraid there will be some soldiers that will stop them …"

"If you want to quickly pass through the Severing Mountains, you can only choose this path. All the other paths take long detours and are extremely dangerous …"

Like beans being poured, the squire gave all the information he knew.

It was only now that Blanqui finally understood who the true master of the France was. He simply wasn't the emperor, and it was even more so impossible for him to be a commune.

Although the feudal lord's influence had been destroyed, many of those people had turned into capitalists. They began to use money to control the farmers in their territory.

Although French Revolution crushed the feudal lords and landowner class, the oppression would always continue in a different way. They could not live off of rents, so they could only live off of loans.

Peasants who own land but have no means of production, under the exploitation of the loan sharks, are not living as they used to.

In order to survive, they could only obediently listen to the commands of the powerful figures in their eyes. As long as the bounty was in place, these farmers would dare to kill people!

The reward of Blanqui's life was already more than a hundred thousand Gold franc, the other followers' lives were worth a thousand Gold franc, of course this money could only be received by the big figures in the various villages.

These peasants, like the gentry, would have to pay hundreds of francs to kill someone!

There was no helping it, farmers were farmers for generations, they could not get an education, so they could not change their fate. Their economy was completely controlled by others, they were just a bunch of stupid slaves!

However, it was these foolish slaves that blocked all the roads in the province. When Thiers of Bordeaux gave the order, Governor Ruval would mobilize the forces of the province.

All the military and police forces were out in full strength. All the villages were blocked, and the entire people were on their guard!

"Who controls the basics of a country, who controls the smallest village, who really controls this country … No matter if the person in control is evil or kind, whoever can lower their power to such a level, that person is the true master of the country! "

"Thiers won. He's a smart person, and he's also a cunning old fox … He knows who rules over the France and who are the true allies that can cooperate with him! "

"All the capitalists in the world! These tiny cell-like places — the little squire, the little usurer, the little rundown nobleman... The enormous web that they have formed is the foundation that controls this country! "

"We incorrectly estimated the situation. We thought that we would be able to succeed, but in reality, the power we are controlling is comparable to their power... The difference is too great! "

Blanqui let out a despairing sigh, bitterly laughed and lamented, "If the France had been able to produce such a mobilization efficiency when we were fighting Prussia, we would have already won!"

"Today, in order to kill me … This France was famous for being inefficient in Europe … To think that it would be so efficient, I have really broadened my horizons! "

"Let's go!" Don't get entangled with these people, let them go. I'll go to Bordeaux and concede defeat to Thiers. I don't believe that he will kill me in front of all the observers in Europe. "

"I bet he won't even care about face!" Do you still want the France's final form of diplomacy and decency? "

"I can kneel for the life and death of the commune! Kneel before thousands of people! "No matter what, my life must be exchanged for the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the commune …"

A wave of sadness spread throughout the group. The eyes of many iron men turned red. They tightly gripped their bayonets and wanted to ruthlessly kill these foolish farmers!

"Why did you release them? They'll tell! "These damned idiots. We risked our lives for the benefit of the poor, and these people wanted to kill us for a few sausages …"

"Kill these bastards so that they won't leak news!"

Blanqui waved his hand: "Don't hate them … They just didn't understand. They didn't understand the logic behind it! because there's no one to teach them, and they can't read... "

"Forget it, let's hurry up and set off!" "As long as you remember their names, they are actually quite timid …"

Blanqui spurred his horse forward, and the riders behind him brazenly threatened him. This threat was very strong, and Blanqui remembered the name of the village as well as all the names of the people present.

If these villagers dared to spread the news, then they would be met with the ruthless retaliation of the commune. Not a single person in the entire village would be able to survive, not even a single cat or dog!

I believe that under such threat, these cowardly gentry and farmers would not cause trouble for themselves!

After successfully breaking through a village, the people sped up. It was already 7 in the morning, and the more people coming out, the more people they would see. Blanqui and the rest had to pass through the four posts before 12 in order to enter the dense forest.

"Comrades! I can't believe that all of the governors in all of France's provinces have become Thiers's lackeys … "The province of Louvre is a special case. As long as we can break through to the next province, we'll be safe!"

"Thiers is still not the President of France! They still don't have the authority to issue a direct order to the entire province. At this moment, the ones chasing after us are but his henchmen! "

"The glorious and mighty France cannot possibly have all the officials being Thiers's lackeys. If we rush over, we will have hope!"