Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Sometimes, death was a relief, and for someone like Michelle who was still alive, this was just the beginning!

After being captured, Michelle was imprisoned and subjected to a cruel torture. After the war, she was sentenced to public trial!

Louis Michel rejected any lawyer's defence in court and demanded a quick death. "My whole being was dedicated to the social revolution, and I am responsible for all my actions …"

"I want to die on the execution ground like my other comrades who have been shot. If you let me live, I will not stop organizing my revenge. I will continue to arouse all those who have suffered under the law to declare war on you again!"

Michelle's crazy speech had shocked the whole law, and Wei Keduoyuguo, who had received the news, had even written a poem for her, "Greer than Men".

Due to the great pressure from the various circles of society, coupled with the fact that Government of France also wanted to heal the social gap as much as possible, Michelle did not receive the death penalty and was instead sentenced to exile.

The Red Female Warrior was exiled to New Caledonia Island in the Pacific Ocean. On this desolate island, the Red Warriors still had not stopped their sermons.

She even went deep into the Kanak indigenous tribes to teach language, natural technology, and his revolutionary views of the world.

It was truly dramatic that, with her influence, the natives of New Caledonia should start a great revolt against the white colonists!

Of course, the rebellion would not succeed, but the influence of the red Female Warrior was shocking to him too!

Ten years later, Michelle was pardoned and returned home. In her later years, she continued to advertise her revolutionary ideals and write a book about them.

When she finally died in poverty in the Marseille, the citizens of Paris took her body back to Paris and held a solemn funeral!

Michelle was captured, De Lekelvzi and Raoult Rigo were killed, and the other Community Leader s had reached the end of their lives.

Wa Erlan and Du Waer's headquarters in Vendome Square heard the news of their comrades dying one after another. The two of them quietly loaded their pistols.

"Carry out the final plan!"

"Yes, it should be carried out. There won't be any more chances …"

"We failed!"

"Yes, we failed, but it doesn't matter. Our bones paved the way for the future generations. It has meaning!"

"Then let's toast. Let's move out separately!"

"Farewell, comrade!"

"Farewell brother!"

Wa Erlan and Du Waer brought three hundred elite members of the commune with them as well as issuing the final order to burn the city in Paris!

"All the soldiers of the commune! Light up all the buildings that represent the decaying old world, and let the raging flames purify this dirty city! "

"I would rather see them die than leave it to the enemy! set the city on fire! "

The last order of the commune was the total destruction of Paris, which began with the burning of its important landmarks.

Ministry of the Interior, Ministry of Justice, Paris City Hall … Even the shops on both sides of Champs-Elysées were burnt and destroyed!

Du Waer led his team and charged towards the Paris Opera House. The beautiful Opera House was decorated with fine carvings made from walnut and oak.

The huge curtain was at least three stories high! After pouring kerosene on it, there would be a huge torch!

"Fire …" Fire... "Burn it all …"

The flames licked at the curtain and rushed up. The soldiers of the commune went back and forth in the opera house. The torches ignited everything that could be burned.

Black smoke billowed out from the gaps between the windows, making the entire opera house look like a fiendish demon puffing out clouds of smoke!

"We cannot let go of the buildings around the Champs-Elysées … Burn them all! "

Just as Du Waer was about to command his men to start setting fire to the fire, the sounds of horses galloping came from the distance.

"Kill them all!" Kill anyone who arson! "

The cavalrymen formed a dense formation and started charging, and very quickly, they pierced through Du Waer's troops like sharp blades!

The bright sabers slashed across the heads, the French infantry soldiers with their wings spread out started to cover and shoot. Layers of corpses covered the entire street, very quickly, Du Waer was washed away by the cavalry.

The three wounds on his back continued to bleed and Du Waer was already unable to stand up.

"Hehe …" Hehehe … You will never be able to kill us poor people! "

"Today's fire was not enough to make me satisfied... In the next hundred years … 200 years … Even for ever, Paris will be ablaze with fire! "

"Hahaha …" This fire will never go out … "

In his deathbed, Du Waer untied the last burning bottle from his waist, and then smashed it onto the top of his head. The broken glass pierced his skin, and fresh blood flowed down along with the kerosene.

The torch lit himself up, and Du Waer turned himself into a human torch. He pounced on the cavalry captain who was standing closest to him and hugged him tightly.

"Then... Let's perish together! "

The fire engulfed the two of them, and their screams were heard for a long time on the street.

Du Waer set the Champs-Elysées and the Paris Opera House on fire, and at the same time set himself on fire.

And Wa Erlan was even more ruthless than him. This resolute commune warrior led her troops and directly pounced towards Napoleon's base, the Tuileries' Palace!

The Tuileries' Palace that was built in 1559 was right in front of him, and the thin lines of flesh on Wa Erlan's face jumped "Right here, and the Louvre behind them, the enemy's base of operations … "We can't keep him, let him disappear from this world!"

"Fire!" "Burn it all …"

Soldiers with red eyes rushed into the palace like tigers and wolves. They carried with them pitch, tar, kerosene, torches … Wait, wait, wait, wait. The fire started immediately, regardless of how many other cultural relics were in the palace.

The entire wall of oil paintings depicted the conquest of the Napoleon the War God, but at this moment, they were sprinkled with tar. The fire grilled the figures on the oil paintings, making them look sinister.

The statue had been pushed over, the porcelain had been smashed, and three hundred years of fine furniture had been set on fire.

The exquisite patterned wallpaper began to deform under the high temperature, causing sparks to appear. The glass-crystal utensils that were stimulated by the cold and the heat began to explode with a crisp crackling sound.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Wa Erlan excitedly laughed madly, "Burn it! Burn it! Destroy an old world, and a new world will be born from ashes! "

"Move towards the Louvre. Burn off any place you see …"

The Tuileries' Palace was only about 250 meters away from the Louvre, and there were also flower galleries connecting the two of them, but just this 200 meters distance saved the Louvre's life!

When the flames of the Champs-Elysées lit up, Marshal McMahon could already guess what the commune was going to do. The frightened Marshal immediately ordered the entire army to extinguish the fire and protect the buildings that were landmarks.

Louvre and Tuileries' Palace were of course the most important!

Unfortunately, when the army arrived, the Tuileries' Palace was already releasing dense smoke, and countless of soldiers were charging towards the Louvre!

"My God! Are they all crazy? Set up the machine gun... "Shoot!"