Faced with the regular army that suddenly and strongly intervened, the commune's National Self-Defense Force suddenly became a little panicked, but many people were still lucky and believed that the provisional government would never hurt itself when the national crisis was in danger. You should know that the two armies had worked together to break through the battle.

"Don't be afraid... These soldiers are here to scare people... They can't defeat the Prussians outside the city, and they know how to oppress our people..."

"Everyone has... aim... shoot!"

The commander of the garrison troops did not even talk nonsense this time, and his face was ferocious and directly issued an order. The French army in the long street stood half-kneeling in the front row of the back row, and two rows of rifles fired at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang... The bullet rushed towards the unprepared self-defense members, and the front was immediately knocked to the ground.

"Damn it! These bastards shot...attacked back!"

Papa... The National Self-Defense Force is not a vegetarian. The weapons in their hands are no worse than those of regular troops. Both sides opened fire and fired across the street.

Conflicts are never formed in one day. Outsiders may think that bloody conflicts are just accidental, but in fact there is this inevitable situation!

It is an unchangeable fact that the working class in Paris wants to seize power. Their lives are too difficult, and the huge difference between the rich and the poor makes them unable to survive.

Why do we need to march and demonstrate? Why do we need a violent revolution? Why don’t we reconcile with the Emperor? After all, they really can’t survive.

A meager income cannot even solve the problem of basic food and clothing. Children do not have the right to receive education, they cannot afford to see a doctor when they get sick, and they do not have any compensation when they encounter work-related injury and disability...

Living in the dirtiest slums, life is always about tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall. Pawn shops are their frequent visits!

In contrast, the aristocratic capitalists lived a luxurious and lustful life, with a poor place and a wealth of thousands of houses! Paris brings together rich people from all over France, and those living places are sometimes one or two blocks away from the slums.

Whenever these poor people pass by those rich areas, they are always shocked by the scenes wherever they are. The small snacks in the window are as beautiful as works of art, and long skirts that are so gorgeous that they can't believe.

The gentleman walking down from the carriage was covered with dust, and the tips he took out were all golden coins.

A dinner in a big hotel costs enough for poor families to spend half a year. How can such a gap between the rich and the poor attract people to hate!

Hatred never accumulates in one day. Since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution and the emergence of the working class, this differentiated contradiction has been accumulating and constantly fermenting, eventually turning into dead enemies.

You should know that both sides have seen blood before. During the reign of the Emperor, these workers had marched on the streets countless times. They demanded increased wages, reduced work time, and required pensions for disability...

In the eyes of workers, these are clearly natural rights, but what do they get? It is expulsion, arrest, or even massacre!

It was from that moment that Blankey and others chose the path of forceful riots and fought to the end with the French Emperor!

The Emperor of the Francisco fell. After a brief cheer, the leftist forces suddenly found that their problems had not been resolved. It turned out that those capitalists and powerful people would be reluctant to give up their wealth without the Emperor of the Francisco and would also ignore the legitimate rights and interests of the workers.

It is only because of this patriotic war that the contradictions were temporarily suppressed!

Unfortunately, paper can never keep fire. The continuous failures and today's abnormal low temperature and cold weather have made both sides lose patience.

Despair spread among the working class, and they kept discussing in private, who could save this country? The Emperor was defeated and surrendered!

Marshal Bazan surrendered in Metz City with more than 100,000 regular troops!

Even the royalists and most of the nobles in Paris fled to Versailles and surrendered!

Why did France produce so many cartilages? Why did they all surrender? Even General Trox, who had been avoiding fighting, was fighting in his heart?

"Surrender! These capitalists and powerful people are all corrupt. They are willing to sell the rights of their motherland for their own interests. They have never been patriotic. They only love money!"

"Even if France is completely defeated by Prussia, their interests will not be lost. All the compensation is not paid by all French citizens!"

"The little money they have lost at this moment will definitely be able to make it back ten or a hundred times in the future...even! Even these traitors have already received huge bribes from BESMAre, and they are just going to sell themselves to make themselves rich!"

"Brothers and sisters! Comrades! For France... go forward!"

The horn of the battle sounded throughout Paris, and the twelve districts of Paris were in chaos. The National Self-Defense Force, which had been ready for combat, began to attack the regular army.

This is no longer a demonstration or a riot in the general sense, it is an armed seizure of power!

The Pu army outside the city indeed stopped shelling and all military operations. Only Zeppelin still took the risk of surveillance in the sky to observe the situation and inquire about intelligence.

Trosh's request had long been sent to the desk of Pesme. The smart and iron-blooded Prime Minister immediately ordered the cessation of all military operations and immediately received the royalist representatives who were temporarily living in Versailles. He wanted to select some people as representatives to negotiate with Trosh.

Bisme and the old Moltch were dressed in wool coats, climbed up the high observation tower in the cold wind, and looked at Paris, where thick smoke had already lit up in the distance.

"Okay, okay... Finally, this day! Paris is broken, France is finished!"

"Prince Kal, no matter what, you must defend the Loire and block Ganbida in the south. As long as Paris surrenders, this war will be our complete victory!"

Xiao Letian from the north of the city was also paying attention to the civil war in Paris. He listened to the gradually dense cannon sounds in the city and sighed, "The cannons have been activated! It seems that they are really playing... Alas, it's over, France is completely over!"

"The foreign enemy has not retreated, and the civil war has begun again! The irreconcilable contradictions can only be resolved in a bloody way... Haha, now it depends on who sells the country and sells it soon!"

"Whoever gets the first funding from foreign forces will win the final victory... Sad, alas!"

Of course, the opportunity was to give people prepared. At the critical moment when Trosh gave up his resistance and peace talks with Prussia, an ordinary black carriage came to Versailles, and nearly one hundred mercenaries protected the carriage.
Chapter completed!