The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1213: Besieged City (Part ) [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival]

This time it was not like the traditional European revolution in 1830, which was initiated by young aristocratic officers and young students and ultimately led to the seizure of power by the great nobles.

Although the two previous Polish uprisings were brutally suppressed, the Polish nobility and overseas exiles suffered heavy losses, with almost one-third of the upper elite lost.

But it also made the Polish elite give up their illusions about the Russians and realize the weakness of the great nobles and businessmen who only wanted to compromise and could not lead Poland to true victory.

In fact, even the Polish nobles and businessmen began to wake up, because in the eyes of the Russians, they were not much different from the Polish civilians or even serfs.

It's just that their reputation has been ruined and it's hard for them to have the same influence as before.

Of course, the Polish nobility's bad reputation has not been just for one or two days. Their past misdeeds made the Polish serfs even regard the Russian Tsar as a liberator, which shows how profound their attainments were in being a bad person.

This time, there were more people participating, covering a wider range of classes and on a larger scale. People like Landry Prometheus would not let power fall into the hands of others. He had even planned it before the riot began.

Of course, this was also thanks to Venbetrovsky's "laziness" which gave him enough time to plan. In fact, Landrey Prome knew the actions of the Tsarist government better than most people.

At the same time, because this time the scale is larger, the degree of bloodiness is not comparable to the previous two uprisings.

After all, the logic of action of ordinary people is not as noble as those of aristocratic youths and students. What they want is life and death.

With the help of religious power, the moral standards of the Poles successfully regressed to the Middle Ages, and they began to slaughter those they saw as enemies without scruples.

Under the deliberate guidance of a few people such as Landre Promi, the people first directed their anger at the police station, the arsenal and the Warsaw City Hall.

However, in order to conceal his tracks and lure the enemy away, he ordered people to set fires everywhere and attacked the rich areas first.

The purpose of the arson was not to burn down Warsaw, so these places were very particular, and some were even deliberately piled up with firewood just to create panic.

Not everyone was involved in the conspiracy, and not everyone wanted to rebel.

Soon the situation got out of control, and a large number of angry people rushed into the mansions in the wealthy area and beat up the Russians and those spiritual Russians.

As for robbery, it is inevitable. In addition to the wealthy families, shops are also the main targets of looting.

Suddenly, smoke rose in Warsaw and the city's garrison scattered.

On the other hand, Petrovsky in Wilanów Palace could hardly believe his ears, and he grabbed the collar of his bodyguard.

"You're lying! This is impossible! The Polish influence has long been eradicated!"

"I didn't. The Poles are really crazy! They are killing and burning in the city. Master Volkov's family and Master Sokolov's family have sent people to ask for help, but..."

"but what?"

Venbetrovsky interrupted his bodyguard and said that the Volkov family and the Sokolov family were both famous Russian families and his biggest financial backers in Warsaw.

"The Poles seem to be heading for the Government House"

"Damn it! Let Director Vladimir come to see me! Send someone to notify the garrison outside the city. I'm going to kill all these damn Poles! Just like Paskevich!"

(Russian Marshal Paskevich, as mentioned above, was mainly responsible for the brutal suppression of the Polish uprising, and the book also mentions the suppression of the Chechen rebellion.)
"Someone has been sent."

The bodyguard answered.

Venbetrovsky felt uncomfortable for a moment and asked again.

"Where's Captain Ivan?"

"The captain didn't come back yesterday," the soldier answered cautiously.

Venbetrovsky immediately realized the problem. The chaos in the city showed no sign of easing, and the captain of the guard who had been loyal to his duty disappeared inexplicably. All this was too unusual.

"When did the messenger leave?"

"When the riot started, about an hour ago."

Venbetrovsky's head was buzzing.

"No! Send someone else quickly! On the fastest horse!"

"But the Poles are already here."

The personal soldier looked embarrassed. He didn't want to die either, but the problem was that the messengers didn't want to die either. If he forced the messengers to deliver the letter, most of them would probably take the opportunity to escape. After all, such things were not uncommon in the Russian army.

But Wenbetrovsky didn't know the lives of these lower class people. Born into an aristocratic family, he naturally looked down on the common people in front of him and thought they were stupid and cowardly.

However, this is not the time to be fussy, so Wenbetrovsky said.

"Coward! Idiot! If you can't get out on horseback, use a carrier pigeon!"

At this time, the soldiers' faces looked even uglier.
"Governor, you thought pigeon meat was not tasty and said you wanted to try carrier pigeon."

Finally, Venbetrovsky couldn't hold it anymore and he pushed his bodyguard down.

"I just said to try it, I didn't say to eat it all. You must have colluded with the Poles! Come! Lock up this traitor!"

"Governor, I'm doing everything according to your wishes."

The unfortunate guard was dragged away, and Wenbetrovsky finally breathed a sigh of relief. But soon another guard reported that the Polish troops were only two streets away from the Governor's Mansion.

Wenbetrovsky's heart skipped a beat, but he knew that the city was in such chaos that it would not be easy to escape.

And he had a strong premonition that this was not a coincidence, but a carefully planned one. Wenbetrovsky did not choose to break out, but chose to hold on.

There are hundreds of elite Russian troops in the Governor's Mansion who are carefully selected by him. Their interests are highly consistent with his and it is absolutely impossible for them to betray him at this time.

Defense issues were taken into consideration when Wilanów Palace was first designed. The outer layout can be transformed into a high wall to block the enemy at any time, and the building can be transformed into a fortress.

Moreover, the garrison outside the city is not foolish. When they see the flames rising from the city, they will definitely come to rescue. The garrison will arrive in half a day at most. By then, the army will be at the gates of the city, and these unruly people will naturally not be able to care about the Governor's Office.

When the army entered the city, he killed all the unruly people. The most urgent task was to defend the Governor's Mansion.
Venbetrovsky made up his mind and gave the order.

"You must defend the Governor's Mansion at all costs. Our reinforcements will arrive soon! As long as you defend the Governor's Mansion, I will exempt each of you from ten years of military service! I will also give each of you 500 rubles for resettlement! No! One thousand!"

One thousand rubles is not a small number. A Russian soldier may not be able to earn one thousand rubles in ten years, let alone saving such a huge sum of money.

At that time, the price of a working ox was only eighty rubles, and a beautiful young serf was only three hundred rubles.

With these one thousand rubles, I could buy dozens of acres of land, two oxen, and a wife, and my life would be worthwhile.

(At that time, the average land price in Russia was between 8 and 16 rubles, and it was even cheaper in southern Russia and the Caucasus.

As for Siberia, if you are willing to go, the Russian government would be happy to give it to you for free.)
The Polish story will last for two or three more chapters, and then the game between great powers will begin.