Chapter 312 Twelve chaos in favor of order

Bossuet whispered in Combeferre's ear: "He didn't answer my question." "He is a man who shows no mercy," said Combeferre. Those who have some memories of the distant past know that the Suburban National Guard was also quite brave in suppressing the uprising.Especially in the days of June, 1832, they were tenacious and fearless.The good proprietors of small hotels such as Pantin, Verdus, and Cournet, when riots shut down the "enterprise," saw that the ballroom was empty, and became lion cubs, sacrificing their lives in order to keep their small suburban villages alive. The law and order represented by the hotel.In this period of philistinism and heroism at the same time, various trends of thought have their knights, and profits also have their knights.Mundane motives haven't diminished its guts in motion.Seeing the lowering of the silver pile, the bankers sang the Marseillaise.Men shed their blood with fervor for the cash-box; and with Spartan zeal guarded the little shop--a microcosm of the tiny country.

We can say that there is in fact no seriousness in all this, that this is a conflict between the various elements of society which will one day reach a balance. Another characteristic of the period was the mingling of anarchism with statism (which was the strange name for the orthodox).People are maintaining order, but there is no discipline.Under the command of a colonel of the National Self-Defense Forces, the drums suddenly sounded an assembly order inexplicably;In certain critical junctures, in these "days", people do not seek instructions from their superiors but act on their own instincts.There were real partisans in the vigilante, some who took up arms like Fanig, and others who wrote like Henry Fonfret.

In an age in which civilization, unfortunately, is the collection of certain interests rather than the representation of certain principles, it is, or thinks it is, at stake.It issued an urgent appeal.Everyone takes himself as the center and defends it, supports it, and defends it according to his own ideas; anyone who thinks he is responsible for saving society. Sometimes this zeal ran to the point of execution.A detachment of the National Guard organized a court-martial on its own initiative, sentenced a captured insurgent to death within five minutes, and executed him immediately.It was just such a makeshift organization that killed Jean Prouvaire.Cruel Lynch referee, neither side has the right to blame the other, because this is how the American republic works, just like European monarchies.This lynching is compounded by misunderstanding.On a day of riots, a young poet named Paul-Emé Garnier was pursued with a bayonet in the Palace Square, and he had to hide in the opening of the No. 6 gate.Someone shouted: "Another Saint-Simonian!" They wanted to kill him.He had a copy of the Memoirs of the Duke of Saint-Simon under his arm.One of the National Guards shouted, "Kill him!" at the mention of the name "Saint-Simon" on the cover.

On June 6, 1832, a company of the National Guard of the Suburbs was commanded by Captain Faniger, the man already mentioned, who, through eccentricities and whims, caused a great number of casualties in the Rue de las Mills.This incident is confirmed by the records of the pre-judicial trial held after the end of the uprising in 1832.Captain Fanig, a quick-tempered and adventurous petty bourgeois, was a sort of mercenary in the ranks of order which we have already characterized, and he was a fanatical and lawless government supremacist , he could not restrain the impulse to fire in advance, and had the ambition to lead the company to take down the barricades alone. He saw the red flags and saw the old clothes as black flags one after another, which made him furious, so he yelled at those who were in the meeting Generals and legionaries, because they believed that the decisive moment of the general offensive had not yet come, and according to a famous saying among them, "let the rebels cook in their own gravy".As for Fanegal, he thought it was ripe to take the barricades, and what was ripe should fall, so he tried it.

He commanded a group of men as determined as he was, what the Witnesses of the time called "a bunch of lunatics."His company, which shot the poet Jean Prouvel, was the first company of the battalion stationed at the corner of the street.At a moment that few expected, the captain sent his men to attack the barricade.This kind of action based on desire and no strategy caused Fanig and his company to suffer huge casualties.Before they were two-thirds of the way into the street, they came under a general fire from the barricades.The four most daring soldiers who ran in the front were shot down very close to the foot of the bastion.The National Guardsmen were extremely heroic, but they lacked the tenacity of a soldier. They hesitated and then retreated, leaving fifteen dead bodies in the middle of the street.While they hesitated, the insurgents had time to reload, and the second shot was deadly, hitting those in the company who hadn't had time to get back to the corner bunker.For a moment they were caught between two strands of cannonball fire and were bombarded by a cannon which had not been ordered to cease fire.The heroic and imprudent Fanegal was one of those struck by the shot.He was killed by artillery fire, that is to say by the faction that took orders.

This ferocious and unserious attack enraged Enjolras. "These fools!" he said. "They kill their own men and waste our ammunition." Enjolras spoke this as a real general in the uprising.The insurgents and the suppressors fought under the situation of great disparity in strength, and the insurgents were quickly exhausted. They could only fire a limited number of shots, and the loss of personnel was also a limitation.When a magazine is empty and a man is dead, it cannot be replenished.The suppressors have the whole army, men are no problem, they have the arsenal at Vincennes, and there is no need to count the ammunition.The suppressors have regiments with as many men in the barricades, and arsenals with as many bullet boxes in the barricades, so it is a war of a hundred against one, and the barricades must be destroyed in the end, unless the revolution suddenly breaks out and adds it to the balance That day's fiery red sword.If this happens, then everything will stand up, the streets will boil, the bastions of the people will multiply like mushrooms after rain, Paris will be extremely shaken by this, and a magical thing will appear, an August 10th And here comes again, a twenty-ninth of July; and there comes a magical radiance, and the maws of maws will retreat, and the army, the lion, will stand before it with poise. The Prophet - France.