For the commander of the Ninth Army, Brigadier General Leboeuf's threat was very effective.
No one can resist the attack of the regular Paris army, especially when they are unprepared.
The commander of the Ninth Army Corps was keenly aware of the state of the soldiers around him. The National Guard soldiers following him saw the regular troops waiting outside the roadblock, and their legs could not stop trembling.
The combat effectiveness of this group of property-rich armed forces in a honeypot cannot be compared with the regular army in front of them. Let alone let them compete with the regular army, even if they are allowed to fight a dozen unarmed poor people, they will still cause trouble.
The jokes came one after another.
With such a fighting level, how could they be expected to sacrifice their lives? I'm afraid that as soon as the regular army's gunfire rang out, the group of soldiers and generals under his command would flee in panic.
The commander of the Ninth Army could not help but resent the National Assembly. If they had not forced the Ninth Army to guard the Bourbon Palace, he would not have confronted the president head-on.
It was already 2:20 in the morning, and there were only a few stars twinkling in the dark sky. Under the stars, the National Guard and the regular army were fighting fiercely with the Bourbon Palace roadblock as the border. The windmill hanging on the street pavilion swayed back and forth.
"General, have you thought about it?" Brigadier General Leboeuf's words revealed a little impatience: "The task I received is to accept the Bourbon Palace at all costs! If you are unwilling to leave, we will
I’m going to send you away with guns!”
Following Brigadier General Leboeuf's order, all soldiers of the regular army were equipped with mercury fulminates. They held the barrel of the gun with their left hand and pressed against the trigger with their right hand.
"General! You have no chance of winning!" Brigadier General LeBoeuf said with confidence.
There is a big weapon difference between the regular army equipped with Mini rifles and the National Guard equipped only with a small number of MTL1842 muskets.
Once the two sides start a war, it will be an obvious massacre.
"General... General, what should we do now?" the soldier standing aside asked in a trembling voice.
"Are you willing to die for the National Assembly?" the commander of the Ninth Army asked the National Guard soldiers present in a calm voice.
Except for a few trembling "yes", the vast majority of the National Guard soldiers were speechless.
"Now you know how I should choose!" the commander of the Ninth Army responded to the soldier who just asked him.
The National Guard soldiers stopped talking, and when the entire National Guard did not want to confront the regular army head-on, how could they dare to compete with the regular army.
If the heads of the National Guard soldiers now have an organization degree similar to that of Hearts of Iron 4, then you can clearly see that the organization degree of the National Guard has become 0.
In the minds of the vast majority of National Guard soldiers, the so-called military coup is nothing more than a power struggle between the president and the National Assembly.
That being the case, why are they fighting the President for the National Assembly?
"Remove the roadblock!" When the military morale was not available, the commander of the Ninth Army made the right choice. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to remove the roadblock.
After the National Guard soldiers heard the regimental commander's order to lift the roadblocks, the heavy burden in their hearts was finally lifted.
Several National Guardsmen moved the roadblock blocking the regular army, and Leboeuf also smiled.
To be fair, LeBoeuf really didn't want a fight in Paris.
It would obviously be great to be able to take down the Palais Bourbon without a fight.
Leboeuf also waved his hand, and the regular soldiers filed in.
National Guard soldiers were directly disarmed by regular army soldiers, and many National Guard soldiers who fell asleep were also awakened by regular army soldiers and then disarmed.
The operation to collect weapons from the National Guard ended at 3 a.m., with nearly 3,000 rifles of various types piled in a corner.
More than 3,000 unarmed National Guard soldiers were also awakened by regular army soldiers to assemble.
"I will be sent to a military court, right?" The commander of the Ninth Army Corps looked at the group of National Guard soldiers in front of him with a flash of pain in his eyes.
He was originally assigned to the Ninth Legion in disguise and now he has to face the situation of a military court. In his position, how many people can truly do what they want to do freely and freely!
"No!" Brigadier General LeBoeuf comforted the commander of the Ninth Army: "The president knows your difficulties, so he will not embarrass you! You can still enjoy double the annuity!"
The commander of the Ninth Army Corps certainly understood what Leboeuf meant. The president was asking him to retire.
"Retirement is great! Retirement will save you a lot of worries!" The commander of the Ninth Army suppressed the sadness in his heart and said "open-minded" words.
Leboeuf and the commander of the Ninth Army continued to talk until the regular army soldiers completely controlled the area around the Bourbon Palace. Leboeuf waved to call two soldiers, then turned to the commander of the Ninth Army and said: "General, we are now in a
During this critical period, could you please leave the army temporarily?"
"I know!" The commander of the Ninth Legion smiled and commented on Leboeuf's behavior: "It seems that you have a perfect plan! I want to wish you success in advance!"
When parting, the legion commander sighed. He raised his head again and glanced at the towering Bourbon Palace: "It seems that it won't be long before we have to kneel at someone's feet again and shout "Long live the Emperor!"
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"I dare not comment on this!" Brigadier General Leboeuf responded, and then added: "If all the French people agree, I think the president will follow the opinions of all the people!"
"Come on! All the French people?" A trace of disdain showed on the corner of the legion commander's mouth, "They will only follow blindly! Be it Bourbon or Orleans!"
Under the escort of soldiers, the commander of the Ninth Legion disappeared into the night.
The Ninth Army, which had lost its backbone, moved towards the Saint-Denis area under the leadership of Brigadier General Leboeuf's newly appointed officers. More than 3,000 unarmed National Guardsmen were completely unable to pose any threat to them.
Leboeuf looked at the tall and majestic building in front of him with satisfaction, then turned to the staff officer beside him and said: "Please tell Major General Canrobert that our department has fully accepted the Bourbon Palace. No one resisted on the way!"
"Yes!" the staff officer responded quickly to LeBoeuf.
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Similar situations did not only occur at the Bourbon Palace. Many National Guard soldiers who lost their regiments surrendered their weapons under the force of the army, and were then led by an officer temporarily assigned to them.
The "revolutionary" Paris National Guards all gave up resistance around 3:20 in the morning.
A group of regular soldiers stood on important streets and intersections. They patrolled back and forth with torches and new Minie rifles on their backs. Some Parisian citizens who were sleeping lightly were awakened by the noise coming from the streets and got up to see the firelight outside the window.
The curious citizens opened the doors and windows and stuck their heads out. When they saw the patrolling soldiers, they quickly pulled their heads back.
Only then did they realize that Paris was likely to undergo earth-shaking changes.
But what does this have to do with them?
3:30 am.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who was staying in the bunker of the Elysée Palace and anxiously waiting for news from the Ministry of War, finally received the good news from the 1st Division in Paris. The 1st Division has now completely controlled the government including the Bourbon Palace.
organization.
"Okay!" Jerome Bonaparte clenched his fists and said excitedly.
By controlling the Bourbon Palace, the Supreme Court is equivalent to controlling the legislative and interpretive power of the entire France. This coup is equivalent to more than half completed.
Now all he needs to do is arrest all the opposition in Paris, and Jérôme Bonaparte can go to the Bourbon Palace to solemnly declare that the Republic has entered a new chapter.
Jérôme Bonaparte immediately sent Valewski to Montauban with an order to arrest the opposition.
[The opposition here is not only the "social democrats", but also the majority of the Party of Order surrounding Jérôme Bonaparte. All non-Bonapartists were arrested by Jérôme Bonaparte and others.
Among.]
Just before Walewski was about to go to the headquarters of the First Division, Jérôme Bonaparte specially called Walewski to a room alone and said sincerely: "Cousin, can you do something for me?"
Something?"
Walewski looked at Jérôme Bonaparte in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Jérôme Bonaparte meant.
"That's right!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Valewski: "I hope you can follow the army to arrest Thiers, and then escort Thiers on the way!"
Jérôme Bonaparte made a gesture of raising a knife and lowering it, and its intention is self-evident.
Valewski looked at Jérôme Bonaparte in surprise, and he tried to admonish Jérôme Bonaparte: "Your Excellency, killing Thiers hastily may bring instability to our regime!"
"I know!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded. Of course he understood the consequences of killing Thiers now, but if he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to kill him, it will be even harder to kill him in the future. "Kill him."
Thiers may bring some turmoil to the regime! If he is allowed to survive, the regime we have worked so hard to establish will sooner or later be destroyed in his hands! Thiers is not a person who is willing to fail. Faced with the current situation
For us, he will lurk patiently like a poisonous snake. As long as we reveal a hint of weakness, he will give us a bite without hesitation! This damn Machiavellian!"
No one understands the destructive power of Thiers better than Jérôme Bonaparte. Keeping him has some benefits for them now, but in the long run, the harm of Thiers is far greater than what he has brought.
political benefits.
"I know!" Walewski heard Jerome Bonaparte's determination to kill Thiers quickly, and he no longer tried to dissuade Jerome Bonaparte.