At this time, An Ning was not the only one who did not go to the Palace of Versailles to perform his duties as a representative.
At this time, Bailly, the representative of the third estate, and the Marquis de Lafayette, the representative of the second estate, were both at the Paris City Hall.
Bailly had just led the civil servants of Paris to force the palace, forcing the original aristocrats of Paris to give up their power.
Now they are discussing the establishment of the Paris Revolution to lead Paris - yes, the Paris governing body established after the citizens seized power during the French Revolution was also called the Paris Revolution, the same name as the great organization nearly a hundred years later.
"In order to maintain law and order," Bayi said, looking at Lafayette, "we must select citizens with good reputation to form the National Guard. I believe that only the Marquis of Lafayette is qualified for the position of commander-in-chief of the Self-Defense Force."
Lafayette nodded: "In this situation, I should contribute to the cause of constitutionalism."
Several gentlemen around Bayi made a sound of admiration, and one of them breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, when the formation of the National Guard is completed, we will have the capital to negotiate with His Majesty..."
Bayi nodded: "Yes, then we can use more radical methods to force His Majesty to make concessions..."
Suddenly, someone shouted: "Everyone! The Bastille has been breached!"
All the gentlemen present fell silent, as if they could not accept this information for a moment.
Bayi looked at the person who came to report the news and asked doubtfully: "Where was it breached? Can you say it again?"
"The Bastille! The Bastille was captured by the armed people! The Marquis of Delaunay was beheaded by the people and paraded through the streets!"
Lafayette frowned and said: "How is it possible? Although the design of the Bastille is backward and does not adopt Dupont's defense theory at all, it is a fortress after all! How can unarmed people attack it?"
“The people obtained weapons from Les Invalides and then, led by Andy Frost, the cobbler’s son, stormed the Bastille!”
Lafayette looked surprised: "How did he do it? To capture the Bastille, if it was a regular army, it might have taken a day! How did he manage to capture the fortress in such a short period of time? Did he find the second person?
More than ten cannons?”
The person who delivered the news hesitated for a moment and replied: "It seems... there is only one door."
As the only soldier present, Lafayette gasped: "One cannon? Conquered the fortress with just one cannon?"
"I don't know the specifics. After the Bastille was captured, the masses were parading in the streets to celebrate. Maybe you can ask someone who knows the situation better."
At this time, Bayi said: "This is a good thing! Mr. Lafayette, the Bastille is the strongest fortress in Paris, and it is the place where the royal family imprisons enlightened people! If it is breached, it is equivalent to a shout!
We should seize this opportunity and force His Majesty to make concessions!"
Lafayette looked solemn: "We can't be blindly optimistic. His Majesty still has 20,000 Swiss mercenaries on hand. What if he decides to take tough measures? I think we should form the National Guard immediately! The Bastille just happened to be breached.
Now, those who support the new ideas in the city should have already taken action, and it will be very convenient to recruit them to form a self-defense army!"
Bayi: "How about using the red and blue colors of the Paris city emblem for the uniforms of the Self-Defense Forces?"
Lafayette shook his head: "No, the red and blue colors only represent Paris. I should also add the white that represents the royal family, red, white and blue, so that the king can also have a step to go down, so as not to push the king too hard.
!”
Bayi nodded: "That's it!"
**
At the same time, news of the capture of the Bastille spread throughout Paris.
At this time, Marat was writing furiously in his study, writing an article to be published in the Friends of the People tomorrow.
At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door hard.
"Come in!" Mara responded, still writing quickly with the pen in his hand.
Desmoulin opened the door and rushed in, shouting emotionally to Mara: "Why are you still in the room?"
"I'm writing tomorrow's editorial, it's very important!"
"The Bastille was taken!"
Marat stopped writing and looked up at Desmoulins in confusion: "Which Bastille?"
"It's the Bastille where Voltaire was imprisoned! Just now it was breached by citizens led by Mr. Andy Frost! Do you know what this means?"
Mara stared and opened her mouth slightly: "This..."
Suddenly, half a beat later, he became ecstatic: "This means that the symbol of royal power has collapsed! Are you sure it was the Bastille that was breached by armed citizens?"
"Of course I'm sure! Mr. Andy Frost was the only soldier in the entire scene! The rest were armed citizens!
"Mr. Frost personally loaded the cannon and directed everyone to push the cannon closer and fire. He only fired two cannons and broke the two city gates!
"Then Mr. Frost drew his long sword, shouted, 'Citizens, follow me,' and rushed into the fortress at the head of the crowd!
"I was right there and saw it all with my own eyes!
"Mr. Frost alone cut down several guardsmen guarding the city, and advanced until he was in front of the guard, the Marquis de Launay, and then loudly said: 'In the name of all the citizens of Paris, I order you to put down your arms!
'"
Marat was ecstatic: "In the name of all citizens! Then the Marquis of Delaunay surrendered?"
"Yes, he surrendered. Frost stepped forward and cut off the fortress flag next to the Marquis with one knife!"
Mara stood up in excitement and paced back and forth: "It's so exciting! Why wasn't I there in person? I should be there in person! It's the right thing to witness this moment!"
Desmoulins: "I was there! I witnessed everything for you! And you can use your pen to let everyone in Paris witness it all!
"let!"
Desmoulins called Marat's name.
"Let! Pick up your pen and spread this glorious moment! The gentlemen of Versailles need this support at this time! Let the king know that the citizens of Paris are no longer afraid of his bayonets!"
Mara stopped pacing and sat down at the table: "You are right, I should write this! I really want to write it!"
**
The same thing happens in every corner of Paris.
In Paris's taverns, large and small, those who witnessed the storming of the Bastille became narrators.
For example, in a dirty tavern in the Saint-Antoine district not far from the Bastille, people gathered around a rotten old man with a sour nose.
"I'm telling you, we also rescued Mr. Voltaire!" The old man said in a serious tone after drinking.
Someone immediately raised an objection: "Mr. Voltaire has died long ago and was buried in the Pantheon!"
The bad old man spread his hands: "Then... I don't know, anyway, we rescued a Mr. Voltaire, maybe his son.
"I heard what Mr. Frost said with my own ears! Mr. Voltaire was imprisoned in the Bastille! We pushed the cannon there to save him!"
The old man took another sip of wine, took a long breath, and then continued: "I'm telling you, Mr. Frost seemed to be possessed by our Lord! He just kicked the Bastille open with a light kick.
The door of the prison! Then with a light kick, the second door was opened!"
Someone loudly retorted: "No! He obviously blasted it with a cannon!"
The old man rolled his eyes: "Humph, you don't understand! Is it easy to push a cannon into the fortress? The cannon has a mount and such a wide axle! How to push it in through the small door of the fortress?
?It was kicked by Mr. Frost! But the sound was very loud! Think about it, that kick opened the door! Can the sound not be loud? So everyone thought it was the sound of cannon!"
Everyone nodded after hearing this: "It seems to make sense!"
**
At eight o'clock that evening, the news finally reached the Palace of Versailles, and a report was placed in front of Louis XVI.
Louis XVI picked up the report with confusion and began to read it.
He had just written "Nothing to do today" in his diary.
After reading the report, Louis XVI raised his head and looked at his palace steward, the Duke of Leoncourt: "Is this a rebellion?"
The Duke shook his head: "No, Your Majesty, this is a revolution!"