Looking at the back of the Duke of Orleans, Condé pouted, obviously he didn't take the threat of Orleans to heart, in fact, just as Orleans was jealous of Condé, Condé was also very jealous of the Duke of Orleans, but at the moment, the purpose of Condé and Orleans was completely different.
And this time, the two of them can be regarded as tearing their faces, so for some cruel things that have to be said on the scene, Kong Dai will not bother to care.
"Father, are we going to leave it at that?
Condé's dog day obviously didn't take our Orleans family in his eyes, if you want me to see, we might as well take the guards and fight with Condé!
” The Duke of Charlt looked at the Duke of Orleans with an unhappy face and said with some resentment, but to the Duke of Charlt's surprise, after listening to her words, the Duke of Orleans actually turned around and slapped him "You waste, Condé has just said, he is ordered by someone, how many can he let Condé obey his orders in Paris?
If we clash head-on with Condé, it will mean that we in Orleans have indirectly declared war on the royal family, and when the time comes, in the face of the union of the royal family and Condé, how much do you think our chances of victory will be!
You stupid, don't you think a little bit of brains!
” Saying that, the Duke of Orleans seemed to be a little unrelenting and gave the Duke of Charle a slap, and the two consecutive slaps made the Duke of Chart a little confused, but in the face of his father's anger, he still obediently lowered his head and accepted Orleans's reprimand.
In order to better prevent the Duke of Orleans from leaving the mansion, after arranging for his own princely guards to guard the mansion, Condé entered the Duke of Orleans's mansion.
In the face of such an uninvited guest, Orleans naturally has nothing to look at.
However, in order to protect the basic interests of the aristocracy, Orleans still arranged for his attendants to arrange Condé to rest in the living room of his home.
Napoleon looked at the manor not far away.
The look on his face was unprecedentedly dignified, although in front of Mary, Napoleon showed an indomitable posture, but outside the Brittany Club, Napoleon's heart could not help but be dignified, it was really too important for the Brittany Club.
Although nominally a club, Napoleon saw no less than three groups of guards patrolling through the telescope, which were not regular French troops, but were composed of private soldiers and armed civilians from the families of some of the club's nobles.
But that doesn't mean the guards are to be underestimated.
These guards may not be able to stop Napoleon's troops at all, but if they can hold back for a while, then they can play a role, because the members of the club can escape from the club while the guards are in the way.
Time passed minute by minute, Napoleon was waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from Simmond's two regiments, although Napoleon's more than 2,000 people could also clear the Brittany club, but such a force could not achieve the effect of a quick victory, and the slightest negligence would lead to a fish that slipped through the net.
This circumstance was unacceptable to Napoleon, who commanded a large operation for the first time.
In the evening, Simond, whom Napoleon had been waiting for a long time, finally arrived, as the second man in the First Army, Simmond's loyalty to Mary naturally did not need to be said, but he was actually at the head of Napoleon for this operation, which made the proud count feel a little resentful.
However, for the sake of Napoleon being Marie's favorite minister, Simmond still tried his best to cooperate with Napoleon.
"Count Simmond, you lead your two regiments to block the perimeter of the Brittany Club, and later I will lead the soldiers of the Garrison and the Royal Guard to attack the club, I hope you can do your best not to let any of the rebels inside escape!"
"Hmm.
No problem at all, Your Excellency Napoleon" With Simond's consent.
Napoleon immediately ordered: "Order all soldiers of the garrison to cooperate with the royal guard to immediately search for the Brittany club, and if anyone dares to resist with arms, then be sure to suppress it!"
At Napoleon's command, thousands of soldiers rushed towards the club of Brittany, and a patrol on duty at the entrance of the club noticed that something was wrong, and they immediately rang the bell in the attic at the entrance of the club "Boom..
Boom" The rapid ringing of the bell brought the whole club to life, and the originally silent club instantly rang into a cacophony, and Napoleon could clearly see in his telescope that more than 300 armed men were gathering at the door of the club as the bell rang, apparently preparing for armed resistance. .............................
"Sean, listen, what a sound it is" In a hall of the Brittany Club, Roland asked Sean next to him, where at least two hundred members were gathering to discuss the tax increase.
"Oh hell, it's an alarm!"
Sean listened carefully, and then hurriedly shouted, as the patriarch of the Brittany club, Sean obviously knew more than Roland, and the crowded venue just now gradually quieted down at the moment, so that the originally inaudible bell was even more conspicuous.
"Quick, Roland, come with me!"
Saying that, Sean rushed out of the door in a panic, and everyone in the venue also acted like Holcian, and more than two hundred people rushed out of the door in a panic, and it was mixed with the screams of many women.
At this moment, outside the door of the hall, there is a nobleman organizing order "Come with me, everyone, the people patrolling outside have found an intruder breaking in, everyone come with me!"
The nobleman shouted as he guided the members out of the hall to the west, there was a rockery on the west side, originally this rockery was just a decoration, an existence that matched the surrounding artificial scenery, but now there was an entrance more than one meter high in the lower part of the rockery, apparently this was one of the club's temporary emergency measures.
"Bang..
Bang bang bang bang ......."
"Yayaya....."
A deafening burst of gunfire rang out, and the gunfire made the members who were still a little orderly even more unbearable, and the screams of some of the ladies pierced the sky.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Everyone, be quiet!"
The members who maintained order on both sides of the rockery shouted to silence the crowd, and at the same time struggled to let the members pass through the entrance of the rockery one by one, which could only enter one person at a time.
I have to say that the organizers of the Brittany club are really very careful, and this person is quite organized, otherwise it is impossible to quickly make the best arrangements for such an unexpected situation.
Just as Sean and Roland were about to enter the rockery, a voice sounded beside them "Sean, and Roland, do you have matches with you?"
"Bring" After receiving an affirmative answer, the man immediately spoke "You immediately go to the rightmost room on the second floor of the hall, remember to light the fire as soon as you enter, the contents must not fall into the hands of those feudal lackeys!"
Hearing the man's order, Sean seemed very excited, Roland looked at Sean's excited appearance but didn't know why, and deep down, Roland was full of dissatisfaction with the man who pulled out the two of them and gave orders like a leader.
The reason why Roland joined the Brittany Club was because of his dissatisfaction with the hierarchy, and now that he was so arrogant to the two of them, Roland's heart was even more disgusted.
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However, Roland was a little puzzled because he didn't know the man he was talking to, and he didn't understand why this man knew his name.
But when Roland saw Sean running the way he came and went as if he was right, as a good friend, Roland gritted his teeth and chased after Sean's back.
"Sean, wait for me" Hearing Roland's shout, Sean's footsteps slowed down significantly "I said, Sean, who was that guy just now?
Why did he know me?"
Hearing Roland's question, Sean looked back at Roland in disbelief, and when he saw Roland's confused face, Sean smiled bitterly: "Roland, I don't know what to say about you anymore, don't you pay attention when you usually get together?"
"Sean, I think you know, what those people say is really a little unappealing to me, they're aristocrats, and what I like is what people talk about without pants."
The so-called no-pants man refers to the ordinary people in the city or the small capitalists, because in France, it is popular among the aristocracy to wear tight shorts and stockings below the knee.
On the other hand, most of the commoners wore trousers or sans-culottes, so there was a sans-culottes man, which was originally a term used by the nobility to ridicule the commoners.
Even in the Breton Club, the nobility and the commoners were two different groups, and although they were united in one club with the same goal, the disparity in their status meant that the two groups could not be combined like a fish in water.
"Roland, I think you are too slow, the adult just now is the secretary general of our club, Lord Gnell, don't look at that adult's appearance, but he has a wealth of knowledge and unforgettable memory, it can be said that there is no member of the entire club that he does not know the name!
And his father was also a disciple of the sage Lord Voltaire!
It can be said that in our club, no one can articulate the views of Lord Voltaire more than him."
At the mention of Voltaire, a light of reverence instantly appeared in Sean's eyes, in the eyes of these members of the Brittany Club, people like Rousseau, Voltaire and others are comparable to the existence of God, no, maybe their status is even higher than God!
Hearing that the lord and Voltaire still have such a relationship, Roland was silent, although he didn't like the nobles very much, but out of the psychology of loving the house and Wu, he also had a good impression of the lord just now, and the disrespectful attitude of the lord just now was naturally left behind by him.