Upon hearing this news, Xiao Letian put down his argument with Beismai, turned around and left.

The expression on his face was extremely strange when he saw Xiao Letian leaving. He sat on the table without speaking for a long time. He was stunned for a long time before he took out an iron box with a lock from the drawer.

It contained the domestic confidential information I just sent, and the handwriting on it was shocking after opening it.

"Xiao Letian, I don't understand what you said... You don't know. In just over half a year, we have arrested more than 30 left-wing extremists..."

"The bearded man in London and those who sympathize with Blankey have turned his attention to my Germany... They have begun to preach among German workers..."

"Do you think I'm not afraid? In fact, not only am I afraid, but even William I and the entire German aristocratic group were afraid..."

"As sooner or later, our industrial scale in Germany will reach the world's number one position. By then, our workers will be ten times that of France and two or three times that of Britain..."

"God! How many people will gather together? How terrible will this kind of thought be once it floods?"

"The Paris Commune, only 300,000 soldiers, 200,000 fans... has made such a big deal. How can I be good in Germany in the future!"

In a low voice, a very tired expression appeared on his face. He talked to himself for a long time before he spoke, "Come... and inform Thier, I have helped him enough... Let him raise money for me as soon as possible!"

"All war reparations, even a coin with principal and interest, cannot be lost! Otherwise, I cannot guarantee whether I will support the commune people..."

At this moment, Paris was completely out of control. After McMahon took over the command, the iron barrel-like defense line built by the Paris Commune was smashed into pieces in just two weeks.

The 300,000 elite legions of the Empire fought continuously and attacked alternately day and night... In addition to the intelligence and arms support from Germany, as well as countless material supplements in southern France.

These murderous gods left by the Emperor were dizzy when the commune, which had no combat experience and had only enthusiasm.

In the face of absolute strength, enthusiasm is nothing. No matter how loud the slogan of justice is, ideals are fragile in the face of cannons and rain of bullets.

Since the areas controlled by the Paris Commune are surrounded, once the front line is compressed, those refugees have to flee to the core area.

But no matter how big Paris is, it is just a city. Where can millions of refugees escape? The more they compress it, the more the chaos will double.

Men, women, young and old, and wounded soldiers were crowded on the streets, all the houses were filled with people, and there was a stench everywhere!

What's even more terrible is that the commune's material warehouses were also bombed by government forces. German airships clearly marked the locations of all warehouses in the commune. McMahon ordered that these warehouses be blown up first at all costs.

The shells poured out like money. The commune tried every means to secretly steal and even secretly stole the supplies exchanged for French cultural relics, and was blown up in large quantities during the shelling.

Hunger follows everyone like a shadow, tormenting everyone, and what is more terrifying than hunger is Raulliga's Great Purgation!

The commune was already crazy, and no one had any objections when all the leaders faced the crazy killing of Raoulligao.

The terrifying punishment of even the slaughtering made everyone shudder. Almost every day, people are tortured and forced to die, and many so-called spies are shot.

People's patience is always limited, chaos, crowdedness, hunger, terror... Finally, there is the continuous bombing of government cannons. Often after a round of artillery, the entire building collapsed, and hundreds of corpses were buried inside.

Gradually, the stench of rotting corpses began to spread throughout the city. No one has ever collected the corpses. The dead are thrown on the corners of the streets, allowing flies and maggots to erode.

"Enough, I've lived enough...I'll never fight again..."

Finally someone collapsed. He hysterically ran northward and towards the Shapele Gate. "The Chinese are in the north... where is there a military restricted area... where is there no war..."

With a bang, the madman was beaten to death by a commune soldier and his body kept thrusting!

"The Chinese are our enemies! The Shapele Gate is a trap... No one in the commune is allowed to approach! This is how the violators end up..."

Thousands of citizens on the street watched the killing numbly, and at that moment they had no strength to be frightened.

Just when the soldiers thought they were shocking these ordinary people, suddenly a woman screamed from the crowd, "God is in the north... God is in the north... Hahaha..."

Obviously this woman is crazy, but she also knows to run to the northern military restricted area!

"Shoot, shoot..." The officers shouted in panic, and the bullets killed the crazy woman on the street, but someone rushed out again.

"I would rather be beaten to death than starve to death... The bullshit ideal, the bullshit revolution! I want to live..."

"Yes, we must live too... let's be merciful, let's live..."

Now it was a mess. More than a thousand men, women, young and old on a street are no longer afraid of the threat of massacre. The military forbidden zone set up by Xiao Letian is the last bit of hope in their dark life.

"It's also dead when we meet a government army, and it's also dead when we stay here... I don't want to die!"

"I care whether the Chinese are enemies or not! As long as I live, I am willing to be a slave..."

The old man who couldn't run knelt on the ground, holding the commander of the Self-Defense Force with both hands and cried, "Share you merciful! I want to kill you and me, can I let my child go..."

"You can't let your children die with us. Please show your compassion...let them go!"

The sudden change made all the soldiers stunned. To be honest, most of the soldiers are still humane. How could they attack the villagers?

The soldiers were no longer willing to do anything to curse the commander. Soon the commanders disappeared and seemed to be trampled by the crowd.

What a spectacular scene, thousands of Parisian citizens ran towards hope, many of them were hungry for three days, but now they are running faster than wilful dogs.

Along the way, they encountered several groups of commune soldiers' obstacles, but once the crowd made a group choice, the group courage would defeat the lone courage, and they would fight even if the knife was placed on their necks.

The Shapele Gate is far away, and the flying Chinese military flags and the Red Cross flags are flying. The hope of survival is right in front of you.

The Chinese sentinel on the watchtower yelled, "There are waves of refugees... These French people can't stand it in the end, they are here..."

"O God!" Nightingale, the goddess of lanterns who were praying, suddenly started fighting. Perhaps because she was standing too anxious, she almost fell to the ground with a dizzy head.

"It's okay... don't worry about me... organize refugees to enter the camp immediately... The medical team starts working!"
Chapter completed!