After the civil war broke out, Trox understood how powerful the commune was. The 180,000 Paris garrison troops had lost 50,000 people in the battle for several months, and now only 130,000 fatigued soldiers.

Aside from the old, weak and injured, the regular troops who can fight are only over 100,000, and these people have to be scattered on the defense line to resist the attack of the 300,000 general army.

This time, thanks to the promise of a ceasefire from Bisme, Trox drew 60,000 elite troops to go to the city to suppress these crazy thugs.

But what is these 60,000 people doing? All armed forces in the Paris Commune came out in full swing, and the 300,000 National Self-Defense Forces launched an attack on the French army like a tide.

"Go forward! Kill all the lackeys of these emperors and capitalists!"

"If you want to save France, we can only rely on ourselves!"

"Don't fantasize about the gods and emperors, and don't believe in any savior! Only our own power can save France!"

In the National Self-Defense Force, the high-pitched shouts from the workers' leaders everywhere, and all the soldiers launched an attack on the French army as enthusiastically as if they had fought enough morphine.

Every street and every alley have become a battlefield for fighting, and the crowd gathered together to charge towards the French army with various weapons!

The situation suddenly became unbearable. The anxious cavalry ran around the city. The attacking situation of the garrison troops was suppressed by the mobs throughout the city without even holding on for an hour.

"Report... The First Brigade was besieged by more than 20,000 thugs. The brigade commander was shot and injured but still insisted on commanding the battle..."

"Report... The vanguard of the third zone was besieged ten times the enemy, and our troops could not hold on and were beginning to retreat to the south bank of the Seine River..."

"Report...The artillery in Montmartre Heights began to fire...The enemy used artillery..."

"Look... The Duille Palace and the Louvre hung flags for help, and the enemy is advancing towards the palace..."

General Trosh's face was pale. Paris has now become a confrontation between north and south. Since Paris is divided into two by the Seine River, it is commonly known as the left bank and the right bank.

This title is actually based on the direction of the emperor's seat in the palace. Because the main entrance of the Duille Palace faces the West, the emperor sits on the throne, and to his left is the Seine River and the south bank of the river, so the southern part of the Seine River is called the Left Bank.

On the contrary, on the right hand are the north shore buildings such as Montmartre Heights, the Louvre, the Champs Elysees, etc., which is commonly known as the Right Bank!

The very romantic name is today the division between blood and fire. Since the National Assembly was placed in the Bourbon Palace, and the Bourbon Palace was on the left bank of Paris, the focus of General Trosh's defense was on the left bank.

During today's suppression activities, although there were many areas of the left bank where the poor revolution broke out, under the suppression of superior forces, these riot troops were dispersed and even expelled to the north bank.

However, the right bank of the Seine River, which is the north, is the location of the Montmartre Heights, the most important base of the working class. Here, the National Self-Defense Forces have an overwhelming advantage.

As soon as the civil war began, the French regular army stationed on the right bank suffered a devastating blow, and almost ten times the force was siege. No force could resist such an attack!

The National Self-Defense Force, which shouted slogans, rushed upwards like a group of suicides, and the most senior leader of the commune personally participated in the battle.

You can see Valland wielding his pistol and charging forward with his troops, and you can also see Duval and the young men pushing the bronze Napoleon cannon together and moving forward with difficulty!

Women's warrior Louis Michel even rushed into the crowd with the brave female commune warrior. Whenever Rose appeared in that block on the battlefield, the men everywhere would be crazy and their morale would surge!

"The men in the commune cannot let women compete! Charge! Charge!"

The commune's royal reporter Shali Longge recorded everything in front of him with tears in his eyes. His camera and his pen will eventually become a spiritual bayonet that stabs the enemy. He wants to let this deed be passed on forever!

Boom boom boom... The cannon roared and blew the formation of the French army. The body was thrown in mid-air. The French army whose eardrums were shaken by their shaking kneeled on the ground and howled.

No matter how the officers restore order, they are already unable to make up for it. The ten-fold National Self-Defense Force smashed all the stubborn resistance.

"Retreat! Retreat to the left bank! Engineers ignite * and block these lunatics..."

Boom boom boom... The buildings on the street have long been hidden*. The buildings were blown up one by one, and smoke and dust soared into the sky. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a large number of French troops began to flee south.

Gradually the battle overwhelmed the Seine River, and the National Self-Defense Forces in the Montmartre Heights expanded their territory one block after another, and the entire northern part of Paris had become a red ocean.

Almost all the bridges on the Seine River became positions for confrontation between the two sides. The French army retreated to the left bank began to accumulate sandbags, set up heavy machine guns, and even launched cannons in the rear.

Notre Dame Bridge, double bridges, new bridges... have become key areas for confrontation between the two sides. The two sides have accumulated 50,000 soldiers, and they are all black and can't see them when they look at each other.

At this point in the battle, everyone became cautious. The stone bridge was very narrow and there were too many troops stationed on both sides. Under the suppression of absolute firepower, whoever launched the attack first would die the most.

The National Self-Defense Force is not stupid either. They quickly formed a defensive position along the river bank. The two sides are so arrogant!

But at this time, the Louvre and the Palace of Duille on the right bank of the Seine rose to a signal flag for help, and the 1,500 regular French troops stationed here have completely become isolated islands in the vast ocean.

Behind the exquisite iron fence were terrified faces. The soldiers wearing palace guard costumes pointed their rifles at the streets outside the palace. Seeing more and more members of the commune who were ready to move, everyone was in panic all day long.

The soldier trembled and said, "What are they going to do? We have always been neutral. We are just guards guarding the palace, and we have not participated in this civil war..."

"Shut up, stop talking, they are all a bunch of lunatics... They must have occupied the palace to prove the legitimacy of their regime!"

The battalion commander stroked the command knife on his waist. It was his family's treasure. He would never shame the glory of the family!

"The first, second imperial guard battalion...brothers of the first cavalry battalion!" The commander suddenly stood up and said, "No matter how the world changes, no matter how chaotic the political situation is...but don't forget our original oath!"

"Loyalty is my life! From the moment we enter the Imperial Guards, our lives have been connected to this palace!"

"Whoever dares to seize the palace must step over our bodies!"

"Defend to the death and never retreat! Fight to the last soldier!"

Keep the fight to the death! The soldiers of the three imperial guards strengthened the battalion roared at the same time!
Chapter completed!