Fox of France

Because Paris is busy with the trial of the king, no one has bothered to trouble Dumouriez for the time being. Things including sending personnel responsible for military procurement to him have been delayed. But Dumouriez felt that it would be a matter of time before these people came to trouble him, so he had to hurry up and take advantage of this last moment. Because whether or not the king's business ends up involving him, having more money in hand always helps. For example, Talleyrand, if he had no money, how could he hide in England?

Based on the idea of ​​having the right not to use it and expire it as invalid, Dumouriez began to intensify his tricks in the procurement of military supplies, earning a lot of money. Of course, correspondingly, the life of his army became more and more difficult. Du Mourier pushed all this to Paris, and publicized to the soldiers that the guys in Paris were too busy fighting among themselves to take care of them, so the military supplies were insufficient. Although this statement temporarily stabilized the soldiers, the morale of the army under his command inevitably declined.

In addition to the problems caused by insufficient supplies, there was another problem that also caused serious morale problems. That is, the main body of Dumouriez's army is the Volunteer Army. The morale of the Volunteer Army is indeed high, but their high morale stems from the need to defend the country. They were originally militiamen from all over the country. They were unwilling to leave their hometown and joined the army to fight only to save the country. Now they have defeated the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces successively and expelled them from the French border. Therefore, in the eyes of these volunteer soldiers, the crisis of the motherland has been resolved, so they should go home. But the government let them continue to fight the Austrians and Prussians abroad. This situation also caused their morale to become low.

Lack of supplies, coupled with the loss of combat targets, the morale of this army fell to the bottom all at once. The courage to overcome all difficulties and fight to the death disappeared all of a sudden. And this army...

"Now we have to prepare for defeat." Napoleon said to Joseph, "You know, our army is quite poor in terms of military quality. It can even be said that our army has almost nothing but morale. Now even the morale is gone, it’s no wonder if you don’t lose the battle. Joseph, the general will take us into the Austrian Netherlands soon. I think we will suffer losses there. When fighting, you have to be careful, don’t Just run around to the front line."

"Huh?" Joseph opened his mouth wide, "You, you actually stole my lines?! I should have said this to you, right?"

"Because on the battlefield, I am smarter than you. Of course I should remind you." Napoleon said triumphantly, "When the fight starts, you should follow Dumouriez obediently. He will not easily You put yourself in danger. But...forget it, you'd better follow me. Dimouriez is very selfish, and he might sell his comrades out to survive."

Follow Napoleon's ass to stay safe? This is really hurtful. But Joseph thought about it, and felt that his talent on the battlefield must be inferior to Napoleon, so he decisively stopped his self-esteem.

"That's okay, when the fight really starts, Qi will follow behind you."

But after finishing this sentence, he forcibly added another sentence: "I have to watch over you, and I can't let you mess around anymore."

...

At the same time, another person named "Joseph" was facing an extremely important choice in his life. In the National Assembly, the vote to decide the fate of Louis XVI had begun. Outside the chamber of the National Assembly, countless people surrounded the parliament, and their shouts could be heard clearly even inside the chamber:

"Chop off Louie's head!"

"Destroy the enemies of the motherland!"

"Whoever dares to shield Louis, we will smash his dog's head!"

In order to protect the safety of the National Assembly, the Paris Commune specially sent a team of National Guards, and they even dragged cannons. However, their arrival has made many people feel even more unsafe.

Joseph Fouche was also uneasy, but fortunately he was at the bottom of the voting order and could see the situation first.

In the Jacobin Club election, Robespierre supported the secret ballot, but in the vote on how to dispose of Louis XVI, he insisted on a secret ballot.

"You were all elected by the masses in Paris or other parts of France. You did not vote for yourself, but for the people who voted for you. They voted for you. They have the right to know that the people they chose voted for you. What a vote!"

This reason is so convincing that the Brissot faction backed down again on this issue, so the voting method this time is that each member of parliament, in turn, walks up to the podium and tells everyone his decision. Then it is recorded by the recorder on the side, and then handed over to the congressman for signature, and then it is printed and made public to the public.

In order, the first person to come to the stage to vote was the Speaker of the National Assembly, Pierre Vectinian Vergniaud, one of the leaders of the Brissot faction. Just last night, he was still in the salon of the Roland couple's house, calling on everyone to resist the pressure and pardon the king. He also said he would take the opportunity to deliver a speech from the podium calling for tolerance and reconciliation. At this point, his friends were looking at him, anticipating his speech.

But Vernio's movements were surprisingly slow. He lowered his head, not daring to look at other people, and only said a word in a voice so low that no one else could hear him. The recorder next to him couldn't hear clearly, so he had to ask him to repeat it.

"La mort..." (French, death penalty)

Not loud, but enough for everyone to hear. The recorder took his vote and handed him the minutes for his signature. Vergniaud lowered his head and signed, and then slipped off the podium like a lost dog with his tail between his legs.

"This is really a good start." Robespierre applauded and said to Dandong next to him.

"Vergnio always likes to pretend to be a hero, but I know that this guy is as courageous as a rabbit. It only takes a few people with spears to go outside his residence and shout a few slogans, it is enough to scare him. "Dandon said disdainfully. Since those Brissotites had rejected his conciliatory goodwill, they had to suffer his malice.

With this beginning, the entire Brisso faction is almost on the verge of crumbling. Fortunately, it was Condorcet who appeared next. Hearing the host call his name, Condorcet stood up and strode towards the podium. He stepped onto the podium, looked around the crowd, and said loudly: "Everyone knows what I have always stood for. The people who chose me chose me to represent them. I hope that everyone's votes can be worthy of history and the voters you represent. As for me My choice, my choice is—pardon!"

Some people applauded, while others whistled and booed. Soon there was a sound of insults from outside.

But with the example of Condorcet, the next few members of the Brissot faction finally stood their ground and voted for pardon.

But the members who voted next were all members of the Jacobin faction, and their attitude was very firm. They all shouted without hesitation: "La mort!"

The votes of the two sides rose alternately, and Joseph Fouche nervously watched the alternately rising votes-the two sides were tightly locked, and the gap was only a few votes when the gap was the largest.

Fouche took a deep breath. He was the last batch of voters, and he could still wait and see. He looked around for a moment, and began to think about how the remaining people would vote, and how their votes would affect the final result.

Voting continues. Whenever a member votes for the death penalty, there will be deafening applause from outside the parliament hall, and every time a member votes for pardon, there will be cheers like a volcanic eruption outside. Scolding.

Time passed slowly, and it was already night, but the crowd outside did not leave. On the contrary, more and more people gathered here. Many people came here after casual work. They lit torches, surrounded the council, cheered it, cursed it loudly, and after a while they simply sang. First the "Battle Hymn of the Slave," and then another song called "All Will Be Okay" that became popular during the September Massacres:

"It'll be fine,

it will be fine

everything will be fine yo,

The nobles were hung from lampposts.

it will be fine

It will be fine..."

Amidst the singing, the voting was still going on, and the rest of the people were gone, but the difference in the number of votes was still not that big. The number of votes supporting the execution of the king was slightly higher, but among the remaining MPs, those who belonged to the Brisso faction Ask for more. If those people all voted for pardon, the number of pardon votes might catch up.

Fouche went through the current number of votes and the remaining number of people on both sides in his mind again, and the outcome was still unclear. But he won't be able to watch much longer, and soon it will be his turn to vote.

He knew that he had betrayed Robespierre, and Robespierre had never been a generous man. He also offended Dandong, and the Roland couple's things against Dandong were basically discovered by his investigation. Danton must have hated him too. but……

Fouche looked around again at the remaining members of the Brissot faction who still had time to vote, and saw that their faces were pale and their eyes twinkled. He knew that these people were wavering, that they couldn't bear the pressure from outside.

"There are ten people who are hesitant, and at least half of them will betray. If you go in and out like this, Louis will die." Looking at the weak appearance of those congressmen, Fouche immediately made such a judgment.

"Joseph Fouche," the host called out his name.

Fouche stood up, looked around his former teammates with a smile, then stepped onto the podium with firm steps, and shouted loudly without hesitation: "La mort!"

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