This group of people was led by Napoleon, maneuvered under the nose of the enemy, and almost fired in the face of the Austrian army. Their courage had long been cultivated.
What are the royalist thugs so close at hand? Can they be as scary as the murderous Austrians?
While the gunners were reloading in an orderly manner, someone from the mob shouted: "Come over, don't let them finish loading!"
So the rabble, which had been frightened by the cannons, began to advance again.
At this moment, a company of precision shooters arranged by An Ning appeared on the roof of the building nearby.
The precision shooters lay on the roof, and the first wave of volleys knocked down the small group of people rushing at the front.
The rioters in the square were disrupted by this sudden change. Some people turned their guns and opened fire on the roof.
However, the precision shooters were all lying on the roof. The area where they were hit was originally small. In addition, it was dark and snowing heavily, so scattered shooting had no effect at all.
The shooters' breech-loading guns immediately finished loading again, and the second round of volleys came again.
Because it was dark, this round of gunfire basically went towards the people holding the torches. Many torches fell to the ground, and then because the crowd was crowded together, the torches fell directly on other people.
For a moment, there were screams and chaos enveloped the royal party in the square.
At this time, the artillery loading was completed.
Napoleon excitedly ordered: "Fire!"
This wave of shelling directly destroyed the morale of the royal party - they had no morale at all, but took to the streets out of blind fanaticism for the royal family.
They began to run backwards and threw away the torches in their hands.
The screams of those burned by "friendly" torches echoed throughout the square.
The sound of horse hooves like a heavy rain came from the other side of the square, and Lazarus' cavalry formed a moving wall and appeared on the other side of the square.
The roar of the horse's hooves swept across the entire square like a huge wave.
An Ning shouted loudly: "Cease fire! Cease fire! People on the roof cease fire! Don't accidentally hurt your own people!"
The gunfire gradually subsided, but this only made the groans and screams in the square more prominent.
An Ning: "Lazare!"
La Salle responded loudly: "Only drive away but not kill, I know that! I told my boys not to even draw their sabers!"
An Ning nodded, and then ordered Napoleon: "Leave this place to the baggage troops and let them rescue the wounded. We will move our positions immediately."
Napoleon: "Where?"
"Of course it's the Tuileries Palace. Today we are going to take down the culprit."
Napoleon: "Well... how about you take command of the overall situation, and I'll go for you."
"No, no need. Not only do I have to go, but I also have to take Christina with me."
**
Christina looked very haggard. She was sent by An Ning to perform surveillance missions near the Tuileries Palace, because her palace knight's uniform looked conspicuous at night and would not be attacked by thugs.
Christina looked at An Ning: "How could things become like this?"
An Ning: "I wrote a letter to warn Mr. Equality. He should have returned to the Royal Palace to take refuge now."
Christina: "I know. I mean Your Majesty...my brother. What will happen to him in the future?"
An Ning fell silent.
To be honest, he was a little doubtful that a French king would die in history here. Since the locksmith had gone to his wife's house, it was Louis XVII who should have died.
Although he is now the commander of security in Paris, if he insists on protecting Louis XVII's head, he can probably save it.
Unfortunately, An Ning didn't have much impression of Louis XVII. He remembered that twelve years ago, after he had just traveled through time and rescued Christina, when the Duke of Orleans invited guests to dinner, there was a half-grown man at the table.
In the next five years, An Ning made friends with Napoleon at the Military Academy. Later, he entered the Military Academy in Paris. After graduation, he worked as a mathematics teacher at the university. He basically didn't meet the son of the Duke of Orleans.
An Ning has not yet decided whether to use his reputation to save this boy.
Let's see what his attitude is when we enter the Tuileries Palace later.
Christina: "So, what are you going to do? The Royal Party is surrounding the Tuileries Palace, and they have weapons..."
Napoleon: "Don't worry, we have this."
As he spoke, he pointed to the cavalry cannon next to him.
The gunners had unloaded the cannon and aimed it at the Tuileries Palace.
Christina: "Are you really going to use cannon in the city?"
Napoleon shrugged: "Didn't you hear the sound of the cannon just now? It was in Revolution Square not far from here."
"Is that the sound of cannons?" Christina was so shocked that she couldn't help but say, "I thought it was thunder! I also thought how could there be thunder with such heavy snow today!"
An Ning: "Christina, the purpose of using cannons is actually to reduce the casualties of the people, because the power of cannons can effectively destroy their determination and will."
Napoleon: "That's right! The enemy was disintegrated at once, and there were fewer casualties. If we used muskets and bayonets to suppress it, we would probably die several times as many people!"
Just as Christina was about to speak, Lana rode over.
Napoleon joked: "Our dyer's apprentice can ride a horse very well!"
Rana: "I'm still not used to riding a horse, but hell, I have to run around in the dark to command the troops. It's really difficult without this thing. We have surrounded the Tuileries Palace, and there are hundreds or thousands of royalists in the palace. , they swore to live and die with the king. What should we do?"
Rana was born a commoner, so he probably couldn't bear to take action against the royalists who were also commoners.
An Ning: "I'll go in first to persuade you to surrender..."
Before he finished speaking, a soldier next to him shouted: "Who is that?"
An Ning turned to look in the direction where the shouts came from, and saw a large number of Parisian people carrying torches and holding high tricolor flags driving over.
Some people in the crowd shouted: "Long live the Republic! Long live Robespierre! Long live Jacobin! Long live General Frost!"
An Ning couldn't close her mouth.
Although this group of people were holding tricolor flags and wearing red freedom hats, it was so dark and snowy now that they were impossible to identify!
From a distance, it looks the same as the royal party.
An Ning suddenly thought of singing "Long Live Henry IV" when the Royal Party attacked just now, so he shouted loudly: "I am Frost, the commander of Paris security. We cannot recognize each other in the dark. I order you to sing "Ode to Rome" , to prevent accidental injury!”
After saying this, without waiting for the people to respond, An Ning turned to his troops and ordered: "All of you, sing the Roman Ode!"
The Ode to Rome, the melody of the Marseillaise, immediately resounded through the night sky.
At this time, there was a fire somewhere, and the entire Paris night sky was illuminated by the flames.
The flying snow was coated with a layer of blood by the flames.