Chapter 908 Parade

Chapter 908 Parade

May 2, 1848.

"There's a riot on Meishi Street!"

"There is a fire on Harbor Street in the south of the city!"

“There was a robbery at the Old Town Opera House!”

Since the morning, the entire Vienna security force has been exhausted.

Everyone had an ominous premonition that the security forces were being stripped away from the central area bit by bit, but they were subject to some orders that had to be executed.

The most central area of ​​Vienna has become the area with the weakest security force at this time.

Dozens of large and small civil organizations in the north of the city are gathering here, but there is no power to restrict or supervise them.

In fact, they shouldn't have gathered here, but suddenly dozens of organizations changed their original plans within a few days, and even the original leaders of some organizations disappeared.

Most of these people were coerced, and each of them was asked to bring more people on board.

At this time, tens of thousands of people actually gathered in the north of the city, and then they began to march towards the palace under the leadership of leaders from all parties.

But until then, routine performances are indispensable.

"Against hunger! Against oppression! Against tyranny! We want bread! We want cheese!"

A man who looked like an opinion leader stood on a high platform made of temporary cargo boxes and shouted loudly, and the people in the audience burst into applause.

It's just that although they are excited, they don't know why. They only know that there are always a few in each area who are particularly excited and exaggerated.

However, people's emotions are extremely susceptible to infection. Even if a few people are still awake, they are unwilling to stand up, or even dare to stand up.

In fact, the people who came here today are more or less lucky. They think the government will compromise with them.

If the government could open warehouses to release grain, their lives would be much easier, and it is not as if the Vienna government has done so in the past few years.

It would be better if they could send some more money, but what they want is not cash-for-work. Although the wages of government projects are high, they are often accompanied by high-intensity physical labor.

It would be better if you don’t have to work and still have money.

Of course, there are some people who really want to follow the example of the Parisians and overthrow their national government, and these people are also the most active part of them.

However, more people are pretending to be passionate, but in fact they are watching with cold eyes. At this time, they stand with these idiots, and they just need to use their flesh and blood to pave the way for themselves.

"Towards the Hofburg Palace! We want to convince the emperor! We want bread! We want cheese!."

"We want bread! We want cheese!"

The marchers swaggered through the city, but at this time there was still no team to stop them. The remaining small group of gendarmes and policemen could do nothing even if they were discovered.

Eoin Brax is a young police officer who cannot ignore the chaos. But just when Yon Brax wanted to step forward to stop the crowd, his partner Carl von Brawski stopped him.

"Jon! Are you crazy? They will eat you!"

"Are you going to let me sit back and watch? Look at the direction they are going!"

Jorn Brax was ashamed and angry at his companion's behavior, but Carl von Brawski acted very calmly.

"I saw it, they were going downtown."

Yon Brax was even angrier.

"You know where the city center is! In addition to the imperial government there, there is also the palace! Do you want to sit back and watch them attack the palace? Subvert the imperial government?"

"It's not like this has happened before. It's better for us to stay away. These people are crazy and might take it out on us."

Carl von Browsky was telling the truth. There had been several public demonstrations in Vienna before.

Anyone who tried to stop them was invariably beaten, and several priests and officials had lost their lives as a result.

“If these guys continue to cause trouble, the country will be doomed! They will only make things worse!

When Prince Metternich was here, at least our country was at peace, the government would distribute relief grains, and prices were considered stable.

Look after Metternich left! How many prime ministers and cabinets have been changed in one term! I can’t even remember!

Are the big shots really incompetent? I think it's these bastards' fault! The Prime Minister and the Cabinet will be changed if they say so!

Sardinia and Modena want to take a bite! The Hungarian barbarians dared to rebel! If they hadn't messed up the government, would these flies and mosquitoes dare to make trouble? "

Jorn Brax said righteously, and Carl von Browsky shook his head.

"So what? What can we do? In the eyes of others, you and I are just sesame seeds and mung beans!"

"Then I have to stop them too!"

"Don't go and die! Come back!"

Yon Brax shook off his partner's hand and strode towards the parade that was surrounding the people.

The planners naturally knew that the more people there were, the better things would be done, so they tried their best to bring in as many people as possible along the way, and even knocked on doors door to door.

However, after many repeated efforts by the government and liberals, most people have become alert. Moreover, the quality of the people in Vienna is relatively high, and each person has a primary school education, so it is not so easy to be fooled.

But most people didn't dare to confront the marching groups. They just closed their doors and windows and refused to join in the farce.

"Hey! Listen! Go home quickly! I'll just pretend that nothing happened! Otherwise, you'll be responsible for the consequences!"

Yorn Brax yelled, but the marching crowd only took him as a joke.

The leader of the parade always likes to wear a pair of glasses, so everyone likes to call him "the wise man".

The "wise man" saw that there was only one person blocking the road in front of him, and deliberately put his ear close to it.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you. Say it again!"

As a leader, the "wise man" is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, and humiliating him is the best way to boost collective morale.

Those who walked in front of the parade were naturally familiar with the style of the "Wise Man". They immediately burst into laughter in cooperation, and then repeated the words of the "Wise Man" loudly.

"Say it again! Say it again! Boy! Say it again!"

Generally speaking, the other party will be shaken by this roaring and tsunami-like sound, losing all momentum, and even urinating.

But this time there was something different. The lonely figure was not intimidated. He walked forward and grabbed the "wise man"'s ear and shouted loudly: "Go home!"

The "Wise Man" did not expect this situation to happen. He had no time to take his head back, but Yorn Brax grabbed his ears and roared, making him dizzy.

As a police officer, Eoin Brax has rich experience in basic work. He understands the principle of hitting a snake within seven inches, so he grabbed the leader by the collar and buckled him.

"Listen! The party is over! Go home! Otherwise I will take you all to jail! You are committing a crime, you know! The army is on the way!

Don't want to die! If you don't want to go to jail, go home! "

Since the "Wise Man" was still in the hands of Yorn Brax, these words directly silenced the parade.

What Jon Brax said is indeed very reasonable and very credible. Although he made it up, everyone knew very well that there were tens of thousands of troops garrisoned in Vienna at this time.

Moreover, the government and the army have suppressed some radical elements several times before, and they were all lessons learned in blood.

All barricades and street fighting were ineffective against the Austrian army.

In fact, due to Franz's existence, Albrecht's main focus when he served as commander of the Vienna City Defense Army was to deal with barricades and how to fight street battles.

Although it is a summary of some immature experiences, it is already far ahead of the times. In addition, the opponents are just some armed elements who are not even militiamen, so they are naturally unfavorable.

Seeing that the people in front were hesitant to move forward, especially when one of the leaders, the wise man, was caught, the people in the procession began to whisper.

"What to do? That seems to be Officer Brax."

"Mad Dog Brax? Oh my God!"

"What's wrong?"

"This guy even dares to catch a nobleman's dog!"

"That's really crazy."

The people on the side heard someone say this and immediately replied.

"A foreigner, right?"

"Yes, I came to Vienna to report on my work."

The tall foreigner had two very arrogant beards, just like Roger's beard in One Piece.

"Come to Vienna to report on your duties at this time? Are you out of your mind? The country and the royal family are going to be ruined, so why are you reporting on your duties?

Rebel against us! Popular! Drink something spicy! Just like the Parisians. "

"Parisians have no food to eat."

The tall foreigner said expressionlessly.

"Really or not? Don't lie to me! I've heard people say that as long as the decadent old dynasty is overthrown, all of us can live the same life as the emperor.

I can eat as many pig trotters as I want and drink cabbage soup every day. "

"His Majesty the Emperor may not be able to handle pig's trotters. As for cabbage, it doesn't seem to be a palace delicacy. After all, the Czechs, Italians and French don't like cabbage very much."

The tall foreigner said as he recalled.

"You're pretty well-researched."

"I understand a little bit, but what should we do now?"

The tall foreigner suddenly asked, and the answers from the people around him were very straightforward.

"Watch the show! We will listen to whoever wins!"

"Yes! This way we won't suffer any loss!"

"But what if what that little police officer said is true?"

"It's okay! The law does not punish the public! Moreover, the Austrian government always singles out those who lead the trouble, so we don't need to be afraid."

"Yes! You're guaranteed to make a profit! Occasionally, you can even smash a few stores and make a fortune. Haha!"

"Ha ha!"

Yon Brax failed to stop the parade, because the real big shots behind them couldn't wait, let alone a minion.

There was a gunshot from nowhere, hitting the "wise man" in the chest.

The "wise man" vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in disbelief and slowly fell down. It is unclear where and who the shot was originally aimed at.

In the face of sudden changes, Officer Yon Brax's decision was still very correct.

That is one word "run"!

Fortunately, this police officer's daily job is to walk around the streets, and there are not many people in the team behind who really want to avenge the dead "wise man".

As a result, Officer Yorn Brax escaped without incident. A few seconds of heroism could not change anything, and the parade continued to move forward.

In fact, these people are just cannon fodder. According to the intelligence of the Fantero family, the royal guard is fully capable of resisting the attacks of these ordinary people after several expansions.

Later, Lieutenant General Molka's city defense force was the main force in conquering the Hofburg Palace. They would launch a surprise attack on the palace on the pretext of the royal massacre of civilians.

In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Lieutenant General Molka brought all the artillery in the armory of the city defense army.

In fact, even with the help of artillery and rebels, Lieutenant General Molka's more than 10,000 city defense troops were not sure of defeating the equally well-equipped Forbidden Army.

But Lieutenant General Molka was full of confidence at this time, because everything was under his control. Regarding the fire at Duke Fantero's house and the disappearance of Duke Fantero, he thought it was a good thing.

Especially since even Solomon Rothschild has disappeared, after he captures the Hofburg Palace and captures Ferdinand I alive, the Hungarians will at least make themselves a duke.

No! You just need the title of prince!

Lieutenant General Molka sat confidently in a tall tower in the distance and watched everything that was about to happen. It was impossible for the Forbidden Army to compromise. They were ready for battle, and their artillery was facing the direction of the street.

From the perspective of the Forbidden Army, this was entirely their duty, but from the perspective of the marching public, it was a completely different story.

The latter came to reason, but the former pointed cannons and bayonets at them. Then the gun accidentally went off, and the angry people began to storm the palace.

When the fight between the two sides is almost the same, Lieutenant General Molka will personally clean up the mess, and he also has a trump card.

Everything seemed to be running according to his script, but suddenly a white line blocked the parade.

Those were the disabled veterans of the Invalides in Vienna, but they did not have any weapons in their hands, only crutches and armchairs.

The veterans were neatly dressed, hanging their medals and ribbons on their chests, with solemn and solemn expressions. Although he has been away from the battlefield for many years, his momentum has not diminished at all.

The parade was forced to stop again. Some of them didn't know how to deal with these old bones.

"Look at these old bones, they can fall apart if the wind blows! Are you here to touch the earth?"

The leaders wanted to make some jokes about the veterans, but the atmosphere was frighteningly cold.

The citizens of Vienna still have great respect for these veterans who have fought for their country, and no one wants to make fun of these people who are not afraid of death.

As mentioned before, the economic situation of the Austrian Empire at that time was very bad, so the soldiers who could enter the Invalides had truly experienced a narrow escape.

Otherwise, they can only receive a meager pension and return to their hometown to fend for themselves.

"Go back! Go home! Be a loyal person! There will be bread! There will be cheese!

Our country will get better and better! The Italians have surrendered! Pius IX also made Archduke Franz King of Rome.

This war is nothing more than a conspiracy by some careerists who have deceived His Majesty the Pope. Now those people have been punished as they deserve, and His Majesty the Pope is on our side again!

Go home! Archduke Franz's army is already on the way! "