In the next few days, the contents of the National Assembly were quite boring to An Ning.
He didn't really care about the principles on which the French constitution was formulated, but he just had to pretend to care when he was in parliament.
To be honest, this is much more tiring than expected.
It's okay if you meet representatives who speak sharply, and you can listen to impassioned speeches. But if you meet representatives who are not good at speaking, it will be very frustrating.
What An Ning didn't expect was that Robespierre was also the kind of person who makes people sleepy. I thought he was quite eloquent when chatting with him, but he didn't expect that he would stutter as soon as he came on stage.
Robespierre also had a stubborn temper. After failing in his first speech, he gave another speech the next day. He seemed to be working hard to overcome the difficulty of "speech".
An Ning was watching all this, thinking that if Robespierre was a beautiful girl, he would probably be involved in the subplot of "Special Speech Training".
It's a pity that he is not, he is a seven-foot tall man from Arras, and he always wears the same green coat.
An Ning estimated that Robespierre's green coat was worth a holy relic during the Holy Grail War.
In addition to meetings these days, An Ning has another task, which is to train the artillery unit of the National Guard.
Lafayette threw to An Ning about 200 men, equipped with 20 cannons collected from various weapons depots in the city.
These twenty cannons have various calibers, including infantry cannons and cavalry cannons. Fortunately, the caliber requirements for the shells fired by cannons are not strict now, otherwise they would be dragged to death by the logistics if they really fire.
An Ning could only choose six 8-pound cannons from the 20 cannons, and formed an army around these six cannons.
In addition, Lafayette did not allocate a station to An Ning, so An Ning had to go to Duke Tolestel and ask the Duke for a manor as a station for his small artillery unit.
The manor is located on the outskirts of Paris, right on the road from Paris to Versailles.
With the equipment and station, this small artillery unit finally became somewhat presentable - but only somewhat presentable.
The only difference between An Ning's small army and the mob is that they can at least stand in a crooked square formation.
When An Ning saw them for the first time, no one even shouted to stand at attention. A group of people just gathered together and looked at An Ning carelessly.
Facing such a mob, he was at a loss for a moment - what could he do? Sergeants were not mushrooms that could grow out of the ground.
Later, An Ning held the idea of breaking the pot and said: "Let's do it. It's the first year of freedom. Everyone is equal. There shouldn't be an officer supervising you from above. In this way, let's use the election method to select non-commissioned officers. Is there any
People recommend themselves?"
Yes, An Ning was forced to have no choice but to implement military MZ in his army. He would have to have ready-made non-commissioned officers to avoid this effort, but the problem is that he does not have them.
A group of big men looked at each other, but no one volunteered.
An Ning had no choice but to raise her voice: "For those who serve as non-commissioned officers, I will personally pay for them and add a military salary in addition to the military salary promised by the commune."
In theory, a dozen or twenty non-commissioned officers would be enough for a two-hundred-man army. The money given by the system ten years ago was not used much by An Ning and was saved. Now it is time to use it to pay the non-commissioned officers.
Of course, An Ning's salary will probably not last long. In the future, he will still have to declare to the National Guard and get money from the Paris treasury.
We'll talk about this kind of thing later. Now let's form the troops.
Faced with the price offered by An Ning, several people were obviously moved.
Finally, a bearded guy raised his hand: "I want to choose a sergeant!"
An Ning nodded: "Okay! Let me introduce myself."
"My...my name is Jean Bol, they usually call me Big Beard. I once served in the army, and I can walk 121, uh...gone!"
An Ning: "Jean Boll, very good, does anyone have any objections to Jean Boll being a non-commissioned officer? If you have any objections, please raise them! We uphold the principle of equality and everyone can express their opinions!"
No one stood up to object, so An Ning made the final decision: "Okay! No one has any objections. Let's start voting. Those who agree to let Boer serve as a non-commissioned officer, raise their hands."
Everyone looked at each other and raised their hands one after another.
An Ning: "Okay, let it go. Jean Bol, you are now the squad leader of the first squad. I will promote you to corporal, and you will be responsible for managing the people of the first squad."
An Ning casually named ten people as he spoke, pointed at them and said to Jean Boer: "These are the members of the first team. They are all your subordinates. Please take them to the side to get to know each other! Are there any more below?
Do you want to be a non-commissioned officer? Come and recommend yourself!"
This time, several people raised their hands.
In this way, An Ning used self-recommendation and collective voting to select twenty non-commissioned officers from the ragtag group assigned to him.
For the rest of the day, these twenty non-commissioned officers led the troops in basic formation training.
After An Ning assigned the tasks to the newly selected non-commissioned officers, he took a carriage to the Palace of Versailles to continue the meeting.
He had no idea how much impact his forced actions would have on the subsequent National Guard.
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While An Ning was having meetings and training troops, the situation was also developing rapidly.
News of the Paris Revolution spread throughout France quickly, and people everywhere rose up to overthrow the old ruling institutions and establish the National Guard and local autonomous assemblies.
In the countryside, farmers almost all sat and watched the city people making trouble, until a rumor spread like wildfire.
Rumor has it that the nobles are resentful of the third estate's power seizure in the city and are preparing to launch a counterattack in the countryside, sending bandits into the countryside to attack the countryside, destroy bankers, and kill people everywhere.
A large number of farmers believed it and chose to take up arms like their compatriots in the city.
Throughout the rest of July, the flames of rebellion burned across the country. The peasants, like the Parisian people who stormed the Bastille, broke into the estates of the nobles and sent those who remained in the countryside to lampposts.
None of this had anything to do with An Ning. During the rest of July, his main focus was on how to train the small force he had just acquired.
It was the evening of August 4, 1789.
On this day, the meeting of the National Assembly continued all the way into the evening. Just after seven o'clock, the palace guards entered the royal conference hall where the representatives were sitting, carrying candlesticks.
The hungry representatives left the table one after another and went to the next room to get bread and desserts.
An Ning was not hungry, so he made a small plate of biscuits next door and ate while returning to the conference hall.
At this moment, the chairman of the meeting, Meunier, stood up: "Everyone! I just received a letter from a friend. He told me what happened in the Vendee countryside! Based on all the information, the countryside has been in chaos.
It has become a pot of porridge. If we do not take decisive measures, it may affect the upcoming harvest season!
"It will affect the harvest season and cause the food supply to continue to deteriorate! So I think we should suspend the constitutional discussion and urgently pass a decree on rural areas!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mirabeau stood up: "What else is there to say? The countryside is actually out of control, and the feudal obligations of the past no longer exist! The farmers are rioting because they are worried about the revenge of the noble lords!
"At this time, as long as you tell the peasants frankly that the nobles will not retaliate, the commotion will end!
"I propose that we start with the nobles in this conference room now!"
Mirabeau paused, then patted his chest and said: "I, Mirabeau, voluntarily give up all feudal rights, including territory, and embrace freedom!"
Immediately, a representative of the old nobles roared: "Your territory has long ceased to exist! But our territory is still there, and I am still protecting the people above!"
After the old nobles finished speaking, a representative of the third estate immediately stood up and angrily shouted: "You protect the people? I'm afraid the peasants don't want your protection? If you hadn't been a representative in Paris, you would have been hanged by the peasants long ago.
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"You! My subjects love me very much!"
"Hmph, I'm afraid those country nobles who were hanged by peasants thought so too!"
While the two sides were tit-for-tat, the Duke of Orleans suddenly stood up: "That's enough! From the moment we became members of the National Assembly, didn't we decide to attack the feudal system? I think it's time, I, the Duke of Orleans
Tolestel, officially give up the feudal power I possess! The subjects of my fiefdom become free citizens from this moment on!"
After a brief silence, the entire venue burst into thunderous applause.
Immediately afterwards, another duke-level noble stood up: "I, the Duke of Artois, give up my feudal power, and my subjects will now begin to become free people!"
Another burst of warm applause broke out in the parliament hall.
Then one after another, the big nobles stood up and expressed their surrender of their feudal power.
The representatives of the third estate had no feudal power to give up and could only keep applauding.
And the little noble who first shouted "I still protect the subjects in the territory" sat there speechless.
An Ning saw him as if he had lost his soul, shaking his head repeatedly and muttering something.
What he probably muttered was "crazy, crazy".
The frenzy of expressing opinions continued, and some small nobles began to follow the trend and stood up to express their renunciation of feudal power.
In fact, they had no other choice but to give up their feudal power, because the countryside was full of smoke at this time.
The farmers are furiously smashing all the shackles.
This night of "giving up power" passed quickly.
In the next few days, the Parliament discussed the resolution to completely abolish feudal obligations. Finally, on August 11, the Parliament unanimously passed the "August Decree" to completely abolish feudal obligations and feudal relations.
The entire decree abolishing all feudal obligations was carried by the post horses and spread quickly throughout France.