Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The defeat of Champigny was undoubtedly fatal to the morale of Paris as a whole, and it was this defeat that allowed the arrogant Parisians to see the cruelty of reality.

War really can't be won by street speeches and shouting slogans. No matter how lofty your ideals are, no matter how passionate your fighting spirit is, in front of the God of War, everything is just an illusion.

War is the confrontation of fire, the wear and tear of will, the cultivation of blood and fire!

Talking was useless!

Since the defeat of Champigny, the public opinion in Paris had fallen into a collective silence. The newspapers that had been shouting about breaking out of the siege and the final war had all shut up. The bloody reality left them speechless.

However, this peace did not last for even three days. Soon, people began to search for a new outlet to vent their emotions. Since I can't break out of the encirclement now, I have to find a scapegoat to take the blame!

Someone had to take the responsibility, didn't they? If he wanted to go, the best candidate would naturally be Trochu!

In an instant, all the public opinion in Paris was focused on General Trochu. This person in charge of the Interim Government, the old man who was about to become the President of the Republic, became the target of public criticism.

Countless slogans appeared on the street. They were all scolding Interim Government and Trochu, scram!

Wherever there were crowds on the streets, there would be people who spoke out angrily. They wanted Trochu to take responsibility and immediately leave the country, and even accept judgement from the people!

By the middle of November, people had even started shouting out the slogan 'The commune is the highest, the defense government is down'.

This was not the first time that he had launched a sneak attack on the Bourbon's palace. This time, he was truly instigating a public demonstration to put pressure on the Interim Government!

Almost every day there was a demonstration, big and small, until the end of November there was even a riot in Paris, in which 400,000 people went out on the streets together.

Violence, conflict, bloodshed... November in Paris is completely hysterical!

Outside the city, Prussia was also taking advantage of the fire to continuously bombard the city with strategic bombs, destroying the city buildings in Paris and increasing the atmosphere of fear.

The most terrifying thing was hunger. There was nothing to eat in the city anymore, so the public and private zoo was empty. Any animal that could eat had become food that was prepared in one go.

A cat or dog was no longer a pet, and a mouse was already sitting on the dining table … By the end of November, the Paris City had welcomed its first heavy snowfall of the year.

Snowflakes fluttered about, turning the entire city snow-white. All the blood, corpses, and chaos was covered by the snow. However, from the beginning of the snow, Paris had a large number of starving citizens.

First, the old man and the child could not hold out. The thin leather coffins held the bodies of the children and the old man and lined up on the street. People didn't even have the strength to dig the graves.

In any case, the cold winter was not afraid of the plague, and the corpses would probably be dealt with only in the beginning of spring!

Soon, however, no one was willing to use the planks for making coffins in the city. The fuel for heating the coffins was scarce, and coal and wood were needed for lighting and heating.

The people who died in the back could only be dragged to the base of the city wall with a sack. Those who were frozen to death after a few days even noticed the coffins of those who died earlier.

The corpse was dragged out again. The thin leather coffin had been split into wood pieces to keep warm. The corpses were scattered in the snow, and those who were numb to it would not even bother to glance at them once they passed by.

The situation had already gone out of control. They might still be able to tolerate the failures on the battlefield, but they could not tolerate the hunger. They could not sit by and watch the citizens starve to death!

For the sake of food, Blanqui had already gone to see Trochu thrice, and these three times, intense conflicts had erupted! Blanqui asked Trochu for food, but Trochu refused to give it to him. The last few warehouses were all military supplies, and could only be used by the troops.

"Stop bothering me!" Right now, the soldiers at the front lines can only drink potato skin soup every day, they still have to fight, and the Prussian has to open fire every day. I can't let the soldiers not even be able to pull the trigger! "

"But the citizens? Hundreds and thousands of people die from cold and hunger every day. The cold has already started to spread, and as the leader of the Interim Government, you have to solve this problem! "

"Hehehe …" Trochu laughed, and let out a miserable laugh, "Let me settle this? Do you think I can produce grain? "No,

"If you can't do it, hand over your rights! China does not need you to be an incompetent person to lead them! "

Trochu waved his hand, "Stop dreaming, I have seen clearly what kind of virtue you two are … Right now, no one can do anything about this dead end. The situation when I step down from the stage can only be more chaotic! "

"Take care of your men and save your strength. The last thing to do during the demonstration will be the exhaustion of your physical strength!" "Don't think I don't know what you guys are doing …"

"What happened to the vehicles that came up late at night in the Shabelle Gate? "You so-called patriots, you are still trying to make enemies behind the scenes!"

"Defamation!" This is slander! Trochu, don't make a mistake! "

The furious Blanqui and the others turned around and left. After that, no one came to negotiate with Trochu anymore.

Trochu watched as these people left the residence. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "The Republic of China cannot be handed to you, it absolutely cannot …"

"Send down my order to the entire army, if these people dare to use violence during a demonstration! "Then immediately suppress them, I authorize you to shoot at any time …"

The old general was furious. During this period of time, all he could hear were complaints. All of Paris's middle class and capitalists were already living in hell.

The commune's Material Management Department was a group of living robbers. They charged into the homes of the rich to take away all the valuable items. After that, they were all confiscated and distributed again.

Even if you said that you would confiscate some food and clothes, people would still understand. However, they would never think that these people would be the culprits.

rich people's antiques, paintings, sculptures, exhibits, gold and silver ware... They were all robbed!

"Trochu has figured it out, these Montmartre plateau robbers are just robbing to survive! Those precious cultural relics have all been smuggled into the hands of the Chinese through the Shabelle Gate! "

"Right now, the Montmartre plateau has more food than the regular army, and you still want to ask me for supplies? Too greedy! This is too greedy! "

The contradictions between classes grew deeper and deeper. The representative of the bourgeoisie, General Trochu, was already on the verge of exploding. If he did not stand up for his supporters now, he would never have the chance to be in the political scene again!

Blanqui did not know that Paris was on the verge of a civil war. At that moment, he suddenly received a secret invitation.

The anxious Blanqui did not know what kind of medicine the Chinese were trying to pull off!