Flowers, Swords and France

The thunder and wind that rose from the ground soon spread throughout the city. .

The Ministry of Internal Affairs in Bovo Square was now in a state of mad confusion. The staff inside were running around the building in a hurry, and people were shouting and giving orders everywhere. The strict atmosphere and strict hierarchy in the past had disappeared at this moment. Paper scraps were flying everywhere, and the panic was uncontrollable.

In the office of His Excellency the Minister, although they still managed to maintain a superficial calm, almost everyone was sweating profusely.

Through the glass windows facing the square, the distant shouts and gunshots kept getting into everyone's minds, as if they were providing stage background music to the meeting. The sounds became more and more urgent, and became louder and louder. The louder it got, the more frightened the attendees became.

The weather was still gloomy, so the room was filled with candlesticks. The flickering candlelight made everyone's expressions become darker and more ferocious.

"Damn it! Damn it!" As if the depressive atmosphere had dampened the mood, the minister suddenly roared angrily. His bald forehead was already covered with sweat, glistening in the candlelight. He looked at one of his officials and shouted something almost like a curse. "What's going on now? Tell me clearly right now!"

"It's chaos, it's chaos! The whole city is half in chaos!" The officials, who were already very anxious, became even more panicked after being yelled at by the minister. It took a lot of effort to calm down a little, with a trembling voice. He answered him, "There are mobs everywhere and barricades everywhere! There must be tens of thousands of people, oh no, more than hundreds of thousands of people!"

"Asshole!" The minister was completely angered by his subordinate's answer. He no longer cared about his usual self-restraint, walked directly in front of the official, then grabbed the official's collar, and almost lifted him up Get up, "What the hell are you giving me such an answer? Waste! Waste!! What I want is useful information! Do you understand? What's the use of telling us this! How many people and weapons do these mobs have? They occupy How big is the territory? Where is the next move?”

The minister's rage caused the official to collapse completely, as if he was about to cry. His mouth was trembling slightly, but he could not utter a complete sentence.

Seeing that the minister was almost out of control, no one else dared to make a sound. This dead silence made the constant roaring even more intense and frightening.

Finally, the minister still retained the last trace of reason. He pushed his subordinate away and ignored the poor man who hit the chair and fell. He glanced at the subordinates viciously, as if he was trying to choose someone. The look in his eyes made everyone shudder secretly.

"Are you all staying still? Doesn't anyone want to say anything?" He asked coldly, "Are you all waiting for them to rush in and tear us into pieces one by one?"

After looking at the gloomy minister and looking around at his colleagues who dared not make a sound, after hesitating for a while, Kong Ze finally stood up.

"Your Excellency, I sent someone to inquire about some situations before..."

The minister immediately focused on Kong Ze.

Seeing that the pressure had been concentrated in one place, almost everyone was secretly relieved.

"So, what can you tell me now? Please don't talk nonsense, we don't have time!"

After gently wiping the sweat on his forehead, Kong Ze immediately spoke. "The situation is already very critical. There are rebels and incited mobs everywhere. They have occupied several blocks... This is definitely a premeditated attack... and it is an attack on an unprecedented scale. ”

Then he quickly walked to the map of Paris hanging on the wall and drew a few circles with the pen next to it to indicate the current situation.

"Currently, the rebels have gained an absolute advantage in... and here... In some neighborhoods, barricades have been set up everywhere. Sir, they are definitely prepared!"

On the map, there are more and more black circles, and the minister's face is getting darker and darker. The previous excitement and rage have disappeared, leaving only a more frightening silence.

"Looks like they're going to swallow up the whole city?" he asked coldly, "and us?"

The gunshots and shouts getting closer and closer seemed to annotate his words, and now almost everyone could hear some slogans.

"Down with the King! Long live the French Republic!"

"Kill all the executioners!"

"Destroy the tyrant!"

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"If these mobs cannot be stopped, then this will definitely happen." Kong Ze nodded directly, "And we obviously can't stop them. This is no longer a situation that we can solve, and the military must take action. "

He tried his best to maintain a superficial calm, but the fear in his heart was still vaguely revealed.

I am also one of the "executioners" they call me... Will it happen then...?

The minister looked at the map that had been damaged and was silent. The most precious time was wasted minute by minute.

It wasn't until Kong Ze was about to get bold enough to urge the minister that the minister finally spoke.

"Mr. Kongze, I want to give you a task."

Kong Ze immediately straightened up and obeyed the order.

"Immediately take your people to the prime minister's official residence and try to protect your safety. That must be the primary target of the mob." The minister gave the order briefly, then he looked up at the others and pointed. Several of the officials, "Their people are also under your full command. I appoint you as the temporary general inspector. You are temporarily responsible for protecting the security of the Prime Minister's residence..."

Even under this situation, the ecstasy of being reused still enveloped Kong Ze's mind.

But after a moment, calmness took hold of the mind again. He understood the critical nature of the current situation. Even if he wanted to get ahead, he had to escape the oncoming storm.

"Yes!" He answered loudly, clasping his legs together.

"Then you go quickly, time is precious!" the minister urged again, and then seemed to have thought of something, and added another order, "If...if...if you and the guards can't stop the mob there, then Just protect the Prime Minister and go to the palace, where he will guard His Majesty the King with the palace guards, do you understand?"

Kong Ze immediately understood what the minister meant. Escorting the Prime Minister to the palace and staying there together waiting for the troops to come in to quell the rebellion was indeed the safest way that he could think of at the moment.

"Yes! Got it!"

"Then go quickly!"

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Bovo Square is not far from the Prime Minister's official residence, but this journey took Kongze and his men an unusually long time.

There was no one on the street, and there were red flags hanging under almost every window facing the street. It was so red that it was as if the whole street had been stained with blood. God knows where they got it from in such a short period of time. So much red cloth.

This does not mean that every household is a mob, perhaps many families are trying to avoid disaster.

No one directly stood up to block the progress of this large group of people, but from the corners of various streets and alleys, and from various attics, some stray bullets would be fired unexpectedly, and people would be taken away if they were not careful. Their progress was delayed to an unbearable level. A stray bullet even grazed Kong Ze's shoulder, almost causing the team to lose its commander.

Finally, after leaving behind a few poor people who were unlucky enough to be shot, Kong Ze and his party arrived at the Prime Minister's residence.

The guards were already in position, and their commander came over immediately.

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"You came just in time! Tell me, what happened? It seems that the whole city has gone crazy..."

"You're right." Kong Ze nodded gloomily, "The whole city is crazy."

"Oh God!" After confirming that he was not joking, the commander shouted in horror, and then looked at him in disbelief, "You mean something happened?"

Kong Ze did not answer, but nodded slightly.

"God!" He sighed again, almost at a loss. Then he looked at Kong Ze hesitantly, "Then what should we do now?"

These guards usually perform tasks that are almost ceremonial, so it is understandable that they would panic in the face of terror.

"What else can we do?" Kong Ze smiled bitterly, "We can only be loyal to our duties. The order given to me by the Minister is to assist you in guarding this place and protecting the Prime Minister... If... if everything is irreversible, then Assist you in protecting the Prime Minister and taking refuge in the palace.”

"Is it like this? Is it really like this?" the commander repeated blankly, but finally recovered his senses, "Okay, let's do it this way... How many people are our enemies?"

Kong Ze was silent for a moment.

"Tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands..." he answered softly, and then added in a low voice, "Maybe thirty million."

"Oh God! Oh God!" After hearing his answer, the commander muttered to himself, seeming to be in panic.

It seemed like there wasn't much that could be expected from him.

"Can we really...really be able to withstand it?" the commander suddenly asked again, as if Kong Ze was giving him some confidence.

Kong Ze was about to answer, but found some black spots appearing at the end of his sight.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand... I can’t count how many.

Countless people, with either ferocious or calm expressions, walked quickly towards the official residence almost without any obstruction.

They were old and young, and almost everyone was armed, but there was no queue at all. They kept shouting something, but there was no unified slogan, and most of their clothes were disheveled.

However, the momentum brought by the number is enough to be frightening.

And this is probably only one percent of the mob!

The unstoppable lava rolled in, and the scattered resistance was swallowed up. Countless eyes were focused on them, as if they could scorch them completely.

"Can we stop it?" Commander, his voice was trembling, as if he was crying.

Damn it, how would I know! Kong Ze cursed angrily in his heart.

"Where is the army? Where is the army?!" Fearful Kong Ze kept asking this question in his mind, "It's been half a day, so you should have got the news, right? Why haven't you come in yet?"

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"Where is the army? Where is the army?"

The same roar came from a certain study room in the Tuileries Palace.

"Let them in quickly! Kill all the mobs!" (To be continued.)