An Ning wanted to struggle at first, but he turned around and said to the people looking at him: "Everyone! Don't be impatient. We will continue to request the king to withdraw our troops this morning, and we can't give up hope. I am rushing to the Palace of Versailles to participate.
Let’s discuss it first…”
Desmoulin came up and grabbed An Ning: "What are you still discussing! Are you discussing how the king uses bayonets to expel the representatives? At this time, we should arm ourselves to save the National Assembly!
"Mr. Frost, please lead us!"
Just as An Ning was about to prevaricate, the carriage driver he had just stopped waved his whip and left!
——Don’t go! In the name of the National Assembly, I order you to stop!
An Ning let out a cry of despair in her heart.
But the car drove away quickly.
It's over (liao third tone), now I'm going to be the leader.
An Ning quickly completed the iteration of his thoughts: If you can't run away, you might as well stand guard at this position.
So An Ning changed his expression. He pushed Desmoulin in front of him and walked straight to the table where he was standing just now.
An Ning climbed onto the table and scanned the entire square.
At this time, everyone in the square held their breath and everything was completely silent.
An Ning: "His Majesty the King thought that by gathering the legions, he would be able to scare us! No, he was wrong! A united citizenry will never be defeated!"
"Arm up, citizens!"
After An Ning finished speaking, someone immediately shouted: "Arm up!"
"Disarm the Guards!"
An Ning spread his hands flat to suppress everyone's noise and continued: "I know there are a lot of weapons in the cellar of the Invalides!"
If you ask An Ning how he knew it, of course he knew it by peeking at the script.
Anyway, at this time, no one would jump out to take it seriously and ask where An Ning knew about it.
An Ning: "Let's go to the Invalides! Get armed!"
At this time, someone rushed over from outside the square, found a flower bed next to the square, stood on it, and shouted: "Citizens! The people of St. Anthony District were armed. They captured the church and found a lot of food!"
"The priests are hoarding food and want to starve us to death!"
Everyone's attention was suddenly attracted by the sudden news: "What? They are actually hoarding food!"
"In addition to the priests, there are also grain merchants. They all want to starve us to death!"
An Ning saw that everyone's anger was about to turn towards the grain merchants and priests, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, why do the second and third estates dare to ignore our life and death and hoard food?"
In fact, grain merchants are properly the third level, but An Ning confused this concept and described grain merchants as the second level.
Anning: “So we must completely change the French system! Abolish the privileges of the second and first estates! To do this we must stand in solidarity with Parliament! Down with the privileges!
"Only by overthrowing privilege can we truly change our situation! Citizens, arm yourself! Go to Les Invalides!"
After An Ning finished speaking, many people shouted together: "Go to the Invalides!"
“Down with privilege!”
The crowd gathered around An Ning and began to march towards the Invalides.
At this time, An Ning encountered a problem: he didn't know how to walk to Les Invalides. He had lived in Paris for five years and was only familiar with the terrain around the Paris Military Academy. After all, he usually had classes there. After class, he wandered around looking for places to eat. He went back and forth.
It's familiar.
But Les Invalides was beyond An Ning's cognition. In fact, An Ning usually traveled around Paris by taxi.
He had no idea how to get from the Palais Royal to the Invalides.
Now he was just being moved forward by the crowd, unable to decide where to go on his own.
——Everyone should know how to get to Les Invalides, right?
An Ning can only think this way.
It would be funny if a group of people got lost in the huge city of Paris.
At this time, An Ning suddenly saw Fanny coming out of the house. Fanny glanced at An Ning, pursed her lips slightly, then turned around and started walking quickly.
It looks like Fanny plans to lead the way for An Ning.
It helped a lot.
When they arrived at Les Invalides, the Guards guarding Les Invalides looked very nervous. They seemed a little shaken when they saw this large, dark group of people coming towards them.
At this time, the officer leading the Guards loudly ordered: "Everyone raise their guns! Don't panic!"
The soldiers raised their guns, pointing a row of black muzzles at the dark crowd.
An Ning shouted: "Stop!"
He pushed aside the people in front of him and strode to the front of the team.
The officer stepped forward and said to An Ning: "Are you the leader of this group of people? Disband them immediately! Go home!"
An Ning pushed the officer away, pointed at a Guards soldier and asked, "What kind of work do you do at home?"
The soldier hesitated and replied: "It's a carpenter, sir."
"Very well, you are a carpenter and my son, what about you?"
He pointed to the soldier next to him again.
This time the soldier immediately replied: "My family is a tailor."
"Tailor, very good! And you?"
"Mason, sir."
"Okay! Look at you, you are the sons of carpenters, tailors and masons, and now you are pointing your guns at carpenters, tailors and masons like you! You are also the third class, why should you aim your guns at yourself?
Compatriots? Just because of the order of a second-class noble?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the noble officer immediately ordered: "Don't be deceived by him! It is the duty of soldiers to obey orders! Now I order you to shoot! Shoot immediately!"
An Ning stood firm and faced the black muzzle of the Guards' guns.
Even though he knew the history, he was still a bit imaginary at this time.
His fearlessness was basically an act, but in fact he was extremely nervous inside, and the large amount of adrenaline secreted by his heart almost made his heart break through the constraints of his chest and rush to freedom.
At this time, the carpenter soldier was the first to put down his gun.
The officer said angrily: "What are you doing? I order you to raise your gun!"
The carpenter soldier shook his head: "No, I recognize this gentleman. He is Andy Frost, the noble killer and the hero of our civilians. I can't shoot him."
An Ning thought to herself, do you know me too? Why am I so famous?
Can I not be so famous?
Other soldiers also lowered their guns.
The officer was furious and pulled out his sword: "I order you to raise your guns!"
"No, I..." The carpenter soldier glanced at his companions and seemed to gain courage from them, so he said decisively, "I refuse! I cannot shoot at my compatriots!"
The officer was so angry that he blew his beard. He took a step forward and was about to stab the soldier in the shoulder with the sword in his hand. But An Ning stepped forward and directly grabbed the officer's sword-holding arm and disarmed him!
Now the crowd became excited and rushed forward with howls, disarming all the remaining sergeants.
Soldiers who refused to fire on the crowd were pushed aside, and people poured into the courtyard of Les Invalides.
An Ning shouted: "Go to the cellar! The weapons are in the cellar!"
"Over here!" Someone immediately found the way to the cellar, "The door is locked!"
"I'm a locksmith! I'll open the lock!" Someone immediately volunteered.
After a while, the door was opened and people poured into the cellar.
A large number of weapons were brought out of the cellars and distributed to everyone.
"There are still cannons!" someone shouted excitedly, "Come here and help us push the cannons out!"
At this time, Desmoulins, who was the first to drag An Ning into this whirlpool, said loudly: "Frost is an artillery officer! Let him command the artillery!"
An Ning wants to hold his forehead.
Oh my god, when the Bastille was captured, the cannon was commanded by a laundry owner named Yu Lan. Because Yu Lan actually didn't know how to use a cannon, the cannon didn't play any role when the Bastille was captured.
Will it be me now?
In the end, the Bastille was breached because the soldiers guarding the Bastille mutinied and prevented the Marquis of Delaunay, who was about to light gunpowder and die together.
Before the soldiers mutinied, the Marquis Delaunay saw that the situation was over and had already decided to surrender. However, he proposed a conditional surrender, which was rejected by the people.
That's why the Marquis threatened to light the gunpowder.
In short, from the beginning to the end of the storming of the Bastille, the people did not break through the city defenses.
But now, with An Ning having a professional artillery officer commanding the artillery, the situation may be different... After all, the Bastille is not a bastion that can resist artillery fire, it is an old-style castle, and its resistance to artillery is not high...
——Forget it, I don’t want to care anymore, I’m tired, destroy it, hurry up.
An Ning, resigned to his fate, raised his hand: "Okay! I am an artillery officer, I will command the artillery!"