Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

That night, the Pantheon killed a total of close to one thousand and three hundred prisoners of war. In the end, there were too many corpses that there was no place to pile them up.

The body floated on the Seine, a thick layer of it flowing with the current, and it caused a great panic as it ran down the river into areas under the control of other communes.

Thousands upon thousands of citizens of Paris had witnessed all of this. The sight of headless bodies crashing against a dam was something they would never forget for the rest of their lives!

The morale that was raised previously had almost all been lost at this moment. After a day of bloodshed, the Paris Commune did not even have a small victory.

Failure, or failure! One by one, the districts were taken down, and the strongholds outside the city walls were uprooted. Now, even the massacre had happened right in front of his eyes.

The atmosphere of despair instantly replaced the arrogance from before. The fear in everyone's eyes could no longer be concealed.

The Vendome Square, the headquarters of the National Guard, had already been in an uproar tonight!

"Counterattack!" Counterattack now! Tonight, he was going to snatch back all the positions that he had lost! We have to let these damn dogs know how strong we are … "

"Yes, that's right. Immediately form the death squads and night raiders!"

Wa Erlan and Du Waer were the typical aggressive type. They didn't have any principles when fighting, what they wanted was to not let a single inch of land go at a time.

De Lekelvzi, Michelle and the others were more rational, "Do we have an advantage in the night battles? Now that we have confirmed the names of the enemies, these are the professional legion trained by the French Emperor! "

"Now we understand why Thiers signed such a humiliating and harsh treaty. This is to redeem the money of the prisoners of war!"

"Afraid of the f * ck! Even if Napoleon III himself comes, we will still defeat him! "These useless bums who can't beat Prussia can be defeated by our commune as well!"

"I hope the commune can grant us the commanding authority for the final battle. As long as they give us the military authority of three months, we can guarantee that we can thoroughly defeat these people …"

The commune was not a dictatorial organization. All the big issues were decided by a collective vote!

Previously, when Blanqui was still around, because he was the accepted mentor of the entire left wing, his seniority was the highest, so the collective vote system was still very efficient, because he was the final decision!

Blanqui's final decision would basically garner the support of the vast majority, which meant that there would not be any arguments and discussions about it!

But now that Blanqui had been arrested, the rights of the commune had been divided. Everyone had their own thoughts and thoughts, so their power could not be unified anymore.

Raoult Rigo, whose head was wrapped in gauze, was still sitting in the corner. The injury on his head was caused when he risked his life to come back and report this morning.

Although it didn't change the fact that he had failed a day, everyone understood that without his early warning, the number of people who would have died today would have doubled!

Eugen Baudier, who was sitting in the second row, coughed and said, "Ahem …" What do you say to that, Mr. Rigaud? "

Due to Raoult Rigo's performance today, those who were normally unconvinced of his achievements did not speak anymore, and all eyes focused on him.

Raoult Rigo still had a gloomy aura, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a cat in the night. He took a gulp of wine and said, "You want to hear my opinion?" Hehe … I'm afraid that none of you will listen! "

"Why are you blabbering so much? "Why did you raise your tail when I heard your opinion?" Du Waer was so angry that she blew her beard and glared.

"My opinion? If you had my opinion, wouldn't the commune have been like this? "

"Humph!" Raoult Rigo threw the bottle of wine onto the table and said, "I've already said this before, instead of letting those royalist party sell their countries, why don't we sell them first?"

"If the Frankfurt Treaty was signed with us by the German, then the current situation is when we slaughter those dogs of the royalist party!"

"Saying such shameless things again? Did you get bitten on the head by a Leprosy Mouse in prison?" Du Waer roared loudly, "Shameless! The traitor is shameless! "

"Enough …" Okay... Stop arguing! " De Lekelvzi stood between the two of them and tried his best to separate them. "The enemy will definitely still attack on a large scale tomorrow.

"Tell us the method. What we need now is a method, not a way to argue …"

Raoult Rigo pulled and tugged at both sides, finally persuading them to move away. He picked up the bottle of wine and gulped down all the remaining wine inside. "If you want my opinion, I can only give you one …"

"Arthas and Rolin have been ceded to the German. Our France's resistance will surely increase day by day … My opinion is to abandon Paris and take our elites to Arthas and Lorraine! "

"The great Foshan Mountain Pulse and the Alps are connected... "How can that restrict the movements of the legions? We can go into the mountains and do guerrilla warfare!"

"Paris will not hold! We will definitely lose here! "

Give up Paris? When the suggestion came out, the entire meeting room exploded, causing a ruckus. Everyone who belonged to Wa Erlan and her group immediately jumped up and down.

"Nonsense! It was pure nonsense! "The foundation of our business lies in Paris. If we lose it to Paris, we'll be a stray dog!"

"That's right, the Foshan Mountain Pulse and the Alps are both the poorest places, where do we not have the foundation of the masses? Are we going to starve to death by entering the mountains?"

"Master has already taught us that the appearance of the working class is the origin of our proletariat, and our roots lie in the working class!"

"Wherever the industrial estates of France are concentrated, we shall go! To flee to the mountains and become a turtle hiding in its shell? "

"Bullshit!" Raoult Rigo jumped up in anger, "Is this a cowardly turtle? This is preserving our power so that we can rise up once again! "

"You can't even understand this little bit of truth? If we stay in Paris, we're going to die... "

Before he could even finish, he heard a * pa * sound. An empty wine bottle flew towards Raoult Rigo's ear and smashed into pieces on the wall.

"I think you just want to be a traitor, and you want to surrender to the German?! You brought our team, did you want to surrender to the German? "

"I'll beat you to death, you heartless grandson …"

Wa Erlan rushed over like a warbear, her fist smashing into Raoult Rigo's face. The whole meeting room was in chaos as the old enemies started fighting again.

The scale had increased today because the subordinates of both sides had started to fight. All the tables in the meeting room had been overturned. Some of them had even been lifted and thrown out of the window.

"Pa …" With a bang, the glass window was shattered and a person was thrown out!

The man who was thrown out rolled on the ground, ignoring the glass fragments all over his body as he shouted, "How dare you hit our officer? "I'll stab you to death …"

Raoult Rigo's men took out daggers from their boots and rushed towards the meeting room!

The surrounding Commune member were all dumbfounded!

Right at that moment, the sound of gunfire could be heard from afar. Immediately afterwards, a soldier roared, "The enemy has opened fire!" The enemy wants a night attack! "