Xiao Letian and Nightingale both made very pessimistic judgments about the Paris Civil War and began to make final rescue preparations.

The situation was exactly the case, and the subsequent battle finally entered the most brutal street battle.

The Paris Commune, who was stunned on the first day, began to organize a National Self-Defense Force to counterattack. They were already very clear about the enemy's strength. For these professional legions trained by the Emperor, all the commune members abandoned their previous arrogance.

The battle situation suddenly became complicated. The commune began to change its plan, changing from a comprehensive offensive to a key defense and a local counterattack, while a wider area carried out guerrilla street fighting.

Strong fortresses, highlands, bends of rivers, bridges... These easy-to-defense and difficult-to-attack places are all equipped with cannons and permanent fortifications.

People began to demolish the ruins of buildings and use stones and bricks to build permanent bunkers. The cannons were placed in positions and could be fired at any time.

These fortresses are definitely not allowed to give in. They store a lot of food, fresh water and ammunition inside, and they can still fight even if they are surrounded on all sides.

It was like iron nails, firmly nailed on the chessboard in Paris.

Between these fortresses that control the key points, there are huge street fighting areas. The commune leaders unanimously decided not to fight against these elite legions, because of the individual quality and cooperation, the National Self-Defense Forces are no match for them at all.

Therefore, these huge blocks would rather be given to the enemy and lengthen the government's front line so that they could not form an absolute advantage in a certain block.

As long as your strength is relaxed, I can unlimitedly fire the cold gun and harass you for twenty-four hours!

Defense alone is not good. The commune also has more than a dozen small elite assault troops, and usually only 1,800 people gather together. They specifically look for gaps in the battlefield and then slap coldly to fight a counterattack.

Or just sneak attacks at night and concentrate your efforts to fight small annihilation battles!

These three axes were beaten to a great loss, and the government forces suffered a lot. The two sides' exchanges of fire were always entangled repeatedly for two consecutive days, fighting each other.

I went to the same street and was captured by the government forces in the morning, and maybe I was beaten back by the commune in the afternoon. At night, both sides carried out cruel night sneak attacks.

The fights in these 24 hours are too cruel, and the whole firefighting line is twisted together!

The government's attack was frustrated, which annoyed Thier. After discussing with McMahon, he immediately sent all the artillery in his hand to the front line.

The rear arsenal began to increase the power to produce ammunition, and the railway tracks leading to Paris were full of arms trains. In addition, France's backward railway dispatch efficiency compared to Germany, severely blocked the already few railway lines.

All the train stations surrounding Paris were filled with unloading soldiers and civilians, and tons of shells were transported to the city of Paris and began to bomb the commune-controlled neighborhoods.

Boom boom boom... The whole Paris was trembling, the city of fire was melting, and the flames of hell soared into the sky. The commune had never seen such a fierce shelling, and lost three violent and six blocks in a row in one night.

The commune members who were shocked by the bombing cursed at the government army, "The executioner... If there were so many shells to beat the Prussians, you would have won!"

"What's the point of killing your own compatriots..."

Boom... Boom... The answer was only continuous shells, flying over like locusts.

The commune was completely blown out of blood. No one cared about life and death anymore. They organized wave after wave of suicide squads and started a night counterattack against the enemy's artillery fire.

One group of people killed, another group was added. The government troops who took advantage of the artillery to open the way often encountered the desperate counterattack of the suicide squad as soon as they planted their flags.

In the dark night, hand-to-hand combat occurred on almost every line of defense. It was difficult for the government troops to form effective cooperation due to the cover of the dark night, which gave the workers a chance.

The suicide squadrons swung engineer shovels, iron wrenches, logging axes and bayonets, shouted and killed, and rushed up under the leadership of the red flag. The passionate leaders of the commune knew that there was no way out, so they rushed to the front line to splash their blood and the soldiers' blood together.

"Comrades...you have seen the cruelty of the enemy...all they want is to massacre the city..."

"Resistance is death, and not resistance is death... We would rather die on the position, rather die on the way to charge..."

"My parents gave birth to me to the world...not to be a slave! Revenge for their comrades..."

The night gave the commune the best cover. Before dawn, those stolen blocks were taken back one by one, leaving only corpses that could not be seen on the ground!

The front line was fighting and the rear was not idle. Raul Rigao began to engage in cruel clearance inwards. Those spies wearing tri-color armbands were the targets he focused on removing.

The masters of Raulli are all a group of plainclothes and secret policemen. They have been doing black work for many years and are very experienced. The first skill of playing a big net is to sit in a continuous manner.

They cleaned up one area after another and started searching according to the previous roster. They rushed into the members' homes to find clues that they could do.

As long as you find that weird tricolor armband, you will catch his whole family!

"Hurry and hurry... Block this street, everyone can't go in and out, search me from door to door..."

"I'll give you another hour. Now, you can still save the spy... If you find a situation where you conceal it and don't report it, everyone in the entire neighborhood will have to sit..."

"Men are sent to death squads to rush to the position... women are sent to prisoners of war camps for permanent detention... your children will also become children of traitors, thus depriving all rights..."

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it all... I'll give you an hour to surrender!"

The plainclothes police rushed into every room and blasted the owners to the streets to wait for Raulligao's words, while the secret police began to search like combing their hair.

Raoul Rigao knew very well that such a huge spy operation must be net-like, and just grasping a point can lead to a line!

"Finish... Sir, I found a tricolor flag...it was the old national flag used by the empire..."

"Hahaha... Whose is this? Pull him out..."

"No...I'm not a spy, I'm really not...I'm a tailor. This is the fabric I collected...I've been thrown all over the streets before, and I'm going to wash it as a rag..."

A lame tailor knelt on the ground and shivered all over. Raulligao looked at him cruelly and sneered, "Haha... I don't want to listen to your defense. If you want to listen, you have to listen with the sound of this whip!"

"Hang up! Give me a shot... If you don't dig out all these damn spies, none of us will survive..."

No one cared whether the tailor was innocent. He was tied up with his hands and hung up, and his cowhide whipped his body with his clothes and skin.

The screams scared everyone on the street and everyone's faces turned pale, and some people in the crowd had extremely strange expressions!
Chapter completed!