In the window of the checkpoint barracks, the guard soldiers in pajamas crawled on it with despair, and the blood on their hands rubbed everywhere.

The terrified eyes looked at their commander, trying to open their mouths and shout something, but the spitting out was full of blood. Behind the soldiers, two attacking workers were stabbing with bayonets. The company commander could even see the bayonet penetrated from the back and exposed the ferocious tip of the knife.

The entire barracks were all turned into hell of massacre. The company had no mission today, so except for the soldiers standing guard, everyone else fell into deep sleep, and was caught off guard and made these attackers dizzy.

People could not find the gun, and the soldiers could not be found. The commander was seriously injured when he was attacked and the soldiers were not better.

Some soldiers even had their heads split with an axe while they were sleeping, not to mention the throat cut by a sharp dagger.

It was a one-sided massacre. Before these soldiers opened the bolt, two-thirds of the people had already died.

"Kill! No one is alive... collect all weapons... prepare to retreat!"

The copper smith Tes held a pistol and directed the battle in the yard with murderous aura. When he looked up, he saw the blood-covered commander of the Imperial Guard.

"The emperor's lackey! The wild wolf raised by the capitalists! Go to die..." Thes raised his hand and shot the bullet directly hit the middle of his eyebrows. The company commander who had just escaped fell to the ground.

"Hurry up! Hurry up... Don't alarm the defenders near the city wall... Hurry up..."

The gunshots finally rang out, and the attackers snatched rifles and bullets from the French corpses. The armed workers quickly completed the entire killing. Not even fifteen minutes later, a single guard of the company was killed in his sleep.

On the beds of the barracks, on the bathrooms, on the floors, on the playgrounds, and the armory... there were bloodstains and corpses everywhere. After the battle, the attackers did not forget to finish the corpses with bayonets.

Hatred has made everyone lose their minds. Every time they stabbed, they would scold from the bottom of their hearts, "Damn the lackeys, I asked you to massacre the working class, I asked you to attack the newspaper!"

"Go to hell! The raging fire of revolution will eventually burn your dirty souls!"

Tes waved his pistol and shouted loudly, "Don't waste time, bring all the weapons and ammunition into the carriage, let's retreat quickly!"

In this era, there were still city walls in Paris, France. The camp attacked was only about one kilometer away from the city wall. The gunfire during the attack had already alarmed the defenders beside the city wall.

The lights were on, and the alarm sounded loudly. There were troops in the distance. Thes knew that there was no time to waste, so he raised his leg at the whip of the corpse and kicked it.

"Damn it, go and move things right away! Follow the orders!"

Rifles, bayonets, ammunition boxes... and even soldiers and food were transported to the carriage by workers. In the dark, people stumbled, and some even tripped by corpses, and a whole box of bullets hit the carriage.

Crazy...The golden bullets poured down like a waterfall, rolling everywhere!

"Stop picking it up! There's no time!"

"The wounded soldiers got on the carriage, and the others ran and followed... Go away quickly!"

Papa... Bullets have already flew over from the darkness in the distance. Thes and the others did not dare to neglect them. They left the last bit of supplies and quickly fled, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, a battalion of French troops rushed to the outpost and everyone was shocked to see the scene in front of them!

"Mobsters! What a bunch of beasts!" The battalion commander was furious and "scattered pursuit! Arrest all the people in the surrounding villages and interrogate them one by one! I don't believe they would be unaware!"

The furious soldiers rushed to the surrounding villages and towns, and in a short while, there was a scattered burst of gunfire among them. They discovered a small number of resisting workers, and the two sides had already handed over the fire.

When it was just dawn, the queen of the regent was awakened. Inner Mongolia Toba and senior police officers were waiting for the queen.

When Eugenie heard the news that the thug attacked the checkpoint, her horrified expression deformed her face!

"Rebellion! It's really rebellion! Do these thugs want to have another great revolution? Do they think there are not enough people who die?"

"Who did it? Who did it?"

Montauban frowned, "There are only two seriously injured survivors at the scene. According to them, the attackers were all dressed up by workers... Now it seems that the only possibility is Bronkey and the others!"

"These anarchic madmen have been quietly hoarding arms and weapons. They are the most threatening groups!"

"What should I do now? Your Highness, you must make a decision! Suppress them, you can't let them be so arrogant..."

Eugenie listened to the chaotic opinions of the people around her, and she felt heartbroken! Of course, she wanted to order the suppression, but how many soldiers she had in her hands?

Napoleon III left more than 100,000 people, but in order to gather the expeditionary force of the joint fleet, nearly 20,000 people were removed from these city defense forces!

The remaining troops must be left to build a position in eastern Paris to defend against Prussia, and only 30,000 to 40,000 people can be taken out to control the entire city.

But the population of Paris has reached one million. Once such a large city is suppressed, will 30,000 to 40,000 people be enough?

The queen suddenly became entangled. At this moment, the servant outside the door knocked on the door, "Your Highness! Archbishop Dawapur is here! Archbishop is here..."

"Please!"

Archbishop Dawapur is the general head of the Catholic French diocese and a confidant sent by the Pope. He can be said to be the last insurance policy to stabilize Paris now.

The Archbishop hurriedly walked in, and the Queen had already stood up and walked up to meet her. She took the initiative to salute the Archbishop and humbly kissed the bishop's hand.

"Bless you, my child!" The Archbishop drew a cross on the queen's head. "My child, the situation is very critical, I'm straightforward!"

"Just just now, Blankey sent someone to send me a letter, and he clearly stated that the attack was not his order, but the people below did it without authorization!"

"Blankey proposed that for the sake of the overall situation of the country, the two sides should cease fire! The Police Department released all the workers involved in detaining, and he ordered all workers to restrain themselves!"

"Enough blood has flowed, and the enemy is approaching Paris step by step. Will a civil war break out at this time?"

After hearing this, the people in the hall looked obviously relieved, "Really? That's what Blankey really said? Those people are liars, can we believe it?"

"One of our soldiers is dead! Is this matter so unresolved? Let them hand over their evil deeds and pay their lives! Then talk about a ceasefire..."

"Enough!" the queen roared, "No matter what, Blankey said, there is one thing that is right. The Prussians are approaching Paris step by step, and now they can only have a truce!"

"Dear Archbishop! Tell Blankey that I will release people today, but they must stop all violent actions... In addition, the newspapers they control must stop publishing, and you cannot talk nonsense without my orders!"
Chapter completed!