Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Switzerland's Lucerne area, Liuseng Town, there was a statue of a dying lion!

This was carved by a sculptor from the Denmark on a natural rock in 1821. An arrow pierced deeply into the back of the dying lion. The lion looked pained, its front claws pressing on the shield and spear, the shield bearing the Switzerland's national emblem.

This memorial was built in memory of the 786 Switzerland officers and guards who died protecting King Louis XVI and Queen Ma Li when the mob attacked the French Tuileries' Palace in 1792. It was intended to pray for peace in the world.

Before the eighteenth century, the Switzerland was a country rich in mercenaries. This place was very mountainous and poor, and for the sake of supporting families, men would go to other rich countries to become mercenaries.

These mountain dwellers were brave, simple, tenacious, and loyal to their oaths. They quickly became the gunners of the European mercenary community, and the various kingdoms all liked to hire Switzerland mercenaries. Even the Vatican's Pope was no exception.

During the Revolution, deserters, thugs, refugees … The mighty army that was formed to attack the Tuileries' Palace, for their oath, vowed to never surrender to the enemy to launch an attack.

The 786 people used their lives to defend their vows back then, and it also ended the history of the Switzerland's mercenaries fighting for Europe!

When the people of the world sighed for the loyalty of this army, the people of Switzerland were also reflecting on it. From then on, the citizens of Switzerland made a decision to stop exporting mercenaries to Europe.

From then on, other than the Vatican Pope, who still had the Switzerland's mercenaries, the other countries in Europe could no longer order the Switzerland's mercenaries around.

The whole of Switzerland carried out its own path of development. Their unique and precise industries, such as watches and watches, as well as the banking industry, had also been developed since then.

The Cavalry Battalion told a story that no one knew about, causing the eyes of all the soldiers to turn red. Only a small portion of people here had heard this story, but even more people did not expect that the Tuileries' Palace back then would have such a tragic scene.

"Gentlemen! That year, the Switzerland defended his honor and swore at the cost of losing all his troops! What about us? Do you remember the oath we made to His Majesty the emperor? "

"The Empire has collapsed. Could it be that our oath has collapsed as well? Did the pride in our hearts crumble as well? "

"No need to say anymore! That year, the Switzerland mercenaries were all willing to defend the glory, why would we be reluctant to do so! Whether we win or lose, fight to the end! "

The morale of the three enhanced Royal Guards was ignited like a bucket of boiling oil had been poured over them. The story of the dying lion was spread among the soldiers. All the soldiers who knew of this tragic scene were shocked.

There was so much sadness hidden under the dust of history. The motherland had suffered so much!

"Distribution of all ammunition... using up all our supplies... It will be tonight, either to see the sun tomorrow, or to sleep forever in the darkness tonight! "

The atmosphere in the Tuileries' Palace had obviously alerted the surrounding National Guard, who had finally started their attack after a round of commotion.

"Comrades of the commune! Attack the emperor's palace, just like we did in the Bastille! "

"Long live the commune! Liberation of the France! "

"Kill!"

It was just the first wave of the charge, but there were already 2000 people at the front gate of the Tuileries' Palace! The soldiers rushed up to the flower beds, jumped into the icy fountain, and charged as they stared at the rain of bullets from the Janissaries.

"Fire!" Fire! "We won't retreat, we won't retreat, no matter what …"

The iron barrier soldiers started to shoot and the bullets rained down fast and closely. The soldiers that were hit by the bullets in the charging troops all fell down one by one!

Both sides were fighting with bloodshot eyes. It was the moment when the morale of all the soldiers in the commune stood at the peak for the whole day. It was as if they didn't see the sacrifice of their comrades around them.

At the same time, the Louvre also suffered from the attacks from thousands of common soldiers, but the pressure here was much less, and their analysis before the battle was correct. When the attacking side was unable to launch their main force, they could only use the oily tactics to attack them, and as long as the guards properly organized their cross fire, they could easily defend.

All the windows along the street were opened, and countless rifles stretched out from the second and third floors, shooting down towards the street like rabbits being hunted. At such a close distance, there was no need to consider the accuracy of shot after shot, and soon, the street was covered in a pool of blood.

Sou sou sou … Three fireballs soared into the sky. Inside the Bourbon's palace on the other side of the Seine River, General Trochu felt his heart tremble, as if someone had mercilessly grabbed his heart.

"It's over! The palace was finished! These lunatics are attacking the palace... What are you all doing!? "Where is there no money and no government officials? That is a national image project …"

"Madmen, all madmen …"

At the same time, the doors of the Shabelle in the north quietly opened. A long line of twenty-five huge pitch-black carriages was parked outside the dark tunnel.

All the horse carriages were pulled by two horses. One was a strong and sturdy Arabian Horse, even though it did not have much stamina from long distances, its short-distance explosive power was definitely one of the best war horses in the world.

The black carriage was modified, and there was even a thin layer of iron covering the exterior of the carriage. It was not a problem to block the normal bullets, and the ruts, wheels, and rubber rings were specially thick and reinforced.

All the doors were closed tightly, and the windows were covered with curtains. No one knew what was inside these cars that were several sizes bigger.

The driver of the horse carriage was also wearing a huge cloak, and his head was hidden inside. The people outside could not even see his face!

However, the surrounding National Guard soldiers had very serious expressions. That was because five minutes ago, Raoul was running while covered in sweat. Li Gao, the leader of the commune who controlled thousands of Secret Police, came here humbly.

When he reached the head of the horse carriage, he whispered something to himself. Soon, the road opened up and twenty-five huge carriages started to slowly move towards the city.

When the last carriage passed through Raoul, Behind Li Gao's side, a voice came from the inside, "12 o'clock sharp. We must end the battle in the palace!"

"Yes!" "Don't worry, I won't delay any longer!"

In a short time, the commune's main attack order was even stricter, reaching the Tuileries' Palace. It was strictly ordered that the attacking troops must finish the battle before 10 o'clock in the morning.

The supervising team went up. These were all veterans who had participated in countless armed uprisings. Their hands were full of killing intent as they stood behind the crowd and shouted out sternly.

"All troops attack! Those who retreat shall be killed without mercy!"

Pah pah pah … Gunshots rang out. A few wounded soldiers who had been crippled due to their heavy injuries were knocked over. The supervising team ferociously said, "Those who are injured cannot retreat. Even if you use corpses to block the enemy's guns, you cannot retreat!"

"Before ten o'clock, we must have the red flag of the commune flying at the top of the palace! Attack... If the supervising team is under pressure, I will be invincible within the entire army! "