C3312 Paris refugee flows

Hearing this news, Xiao Letian put down his debate with Bismark and turned to leave.

Bismark watched as Xiao Letian left with a strange expression on his face. He sat on the table and did not speak for a long time, staring blankly into space for a long time.

Inside was the confidential domestic information that he had just received. After opening it, the words written on it left him shocked.

"Xiao Letian, how could I not understand what you have said … "You don't know, in this half a year, we have already captured more than thirty left side extremists …"

"The bearded man from London and those people who sympathized with Blanqui have already set their eyes on me, Germany. They've started preaching among the German workers... "

"Do you think I'm not afraid? "Actually, I wasn't the only one who was scared. Even William I and the entire group of German nobles were scared …"

"Sooner or later, our German industry will reach the top spot in the world. By then, our workers will be ten times the size of France, and two to three times the size of Britain …"

"My God! Then how many people would be gathered together? "If this kind of thought were to be overflowed, how terrifying would it be?"

"Paris Commune only has three hundred thousand soldiers and two to three million fans … "With such a scale, how good will Germany be in the future?"

As he spoke softly, Bismark's face revealed an extremely exhausted expression. He talked to himself for a long time before he finally opened his mouth, "Someone … Go and notify Thiers, I have already helped him more than enough … Get him to raise money for me! "

"All war reparations, not a cent less! "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't support those people from the commune …"

At this moment, Paris had completely lost control. From the moment McMahon took over the command, only two weeks had passed before the barrel-like defense line that was built by the Paris Commune was smashed into pieces.

The three hundred thousand elite soldiers of the empire fought hard, attacked alternately, and fought nonstop day and night … In addition to German intelligence and military support, there were countless supplies in the south of France.

The God of Slaughter left behind by the French Emperor had turned the completely unexperienced and passionate commune into a complete disoriented state.

In the face of absolute power, passion is nothing but a fart. No matter how loud the slogan of justice is, in the face of cannon and bullets, dreams are always weak.

As the region controlled by the Paris Commune was surrounded, once the front lines were compressed, the refugees would have to escape to the core region.

But no matter how big Paris was, it was still a city. Where could millions of refugees escape to? The deeper into the core, the more chaotic it was.

The streets were crowded with men, women, children, and wounded soldiers. All the houses were filled with people and reeking of stench!

What was worse was that the Commune's warehouse was also bombarded by government forces. The German airship clearly marked the location of all the warehouses in the Commune.

The artillery shells were pouring down like they were free. The commune did everything they could to steal and sell the goods in exchange for French artifacts, but they were all blown up during the bombardment.

Hunger followed like a shadow, torturing every single person. And what was more terrifying than hunger was still Raoult Rigo's purge!

The commune members had gone crazy, all the leaders facing Raoult Rigo's crazy slaughter, not one of them objected.

The terrifying punishment made everyone shudder. Almost every day, people would be tortured to death, and many of the so-called spies would be shot and killed.

There is always a limit to how much patience a person can endure. Chaos, crowding, hunger, terror... Finally, there was the continuous bombardment of Government cannons. After one round of bombardment, the entire building collapsed, burying hundreds of corpses.

Gradually, the stench of rotting corpses spread throughout the city. Until now, no one had collected the corpses. The corpses were just left at the corners of the streets, allowing flies and maggots to corrode them.

"Enough, I have overdone it …" I don't want to fight anymore … "

Finally, someone broke down. He ran towards the north, towards the Shabelle Gate, hysterically. "The Chinese are in the north," he said. Where are the Military restricted area... Where is the war... "

With a gunshot, the madman was beaten to death by the soldiers of the commune. His body twitched non-stop!

"The Chinese are our enemies! The Shabelle Gate is a trap... No one was allowed to approach the commune! "This is what happens to violators …"

Several thousands of citizens on the street watched the massacre numbly. At that moment, they didn't even have the strength to be frightened anymore.

Just when the soldiers thought they had intimidated the civilians, a woman's scream suddenly came from the crowd, "God in the North..." God is calling me from the north... "Hahaha …"

It was obvious that this woman was crazy, but even if she was crazy, she still knew how to escape towards the Northern Military restricted area!

"Shoot, shoot …" The officers shouted in panic. The bullets had killed the crazy woman on the street, but at this moment, someone rushed out again.

"I'd rather die than starve to death... What a bullshit dream, what a bullshit revolution! "I want to live …"

"Right, we want to live as well … "Be merciful and let us live …"

This time, it was a mess. More than a thousand men, women and children on a street were no longer afraid of the threat of massacres. Xiao Letian's Military restricted area was their last hope in this dark life of theirs.

"Even if they meet the government army, they will still die. Even if they stay, they will still die …" I don't want to die! "

"I don't care if the Chinese are enemies or not! "As long as I can live, I'm willing to be a slave too …"

The old man who could not run knelt on the ground, holding onto the Commander's thigh and crying, "Give me some mercy! "If I want to kill you, kill me, then just let the child go …"

"We can't just let our child die with us, please be merciful …" Let them through! "

The sudden turn of events left all the soldiers dumbfounded. To be honest, most of the soldiers were still human.

No matter how much the commander scolded them, the soldiers couldn't bear to do anything. Soon, the commanders were completely silent, as if they were stepped on by the crowd.

What a spectacular sight! Thousands of citizens of Paris were sprinting towards hope. Many of them had been hungry for three days, but now they were running faster than a stray dog.

Along the way, they encountered several more groups of commissar soldiers that blocked their way. However, once the crowd made a group choice, they would defeat the lone courage, even if the knife was placed against their neck.

In the distance was the Shapele Gate, and in the distance the Chinese and Red Cross flags were flying. The hope to survive was right in front of them.

The Chinese sentry on the watchtower shouted, "There are refugees..." These Frenchmen were finally unable to hold on, they came … "

"My God!" The lantern goddess Nightingale, who had been praying, suddenly went to war. Perhaps she was just standing there too fast, her head almost fell to the ground from the dizziness.

"I'm fine …" Ignore Me... Immediately organize the refugees to enter the camp... The medical team is working! "