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Chapter 279 Rebellion (2)

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    Every time winter comes, the cold winds in Petersburg seem to never end.  Because it is located in an open area, the wind in the Winter Palace is particularly strong. The howling cold wind rushes through the Neva River into the open square, and then sweeps towards the arched iron gates of the palace and the surrounding colonnades.  Isolate this royal palace from the hustle and bustle of the world.  The sky has become dark, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the streets and alleys. As they expected, with the accompaniment of the wind, snowflakes as big as fingertips slowly fell from the gloomy sky.  A new light snowfall in early spring slowly pulled down the night sky over Petersburg.  Snowflakes fell on the ground one after another, accumulating little by little on the walls of the house. Whether it was a luxurious palace where the born nobles lived, or a humble alley where ordinary people lived, they were soon covered with a thin layer of snowflakes carefully and equally.  Thin white velvet blanket If it still snows tonight, then tomorrow, the city will become a white sky and earth.  This was originally a common play in Petersburg at this season of the year, and it is not surprising. However, in this difficult year, it will bring new sighs.  Snowflakes will bring beautiful scenery, but they will also bring cooling. This is not a problem for the rich, because they can sit by the fireplace in a warm hall and quietly enjoy the snowy night. For those who are in embarrassment of livelihood,  For ordinary people, this means another expenditure that will torture them.  For the residents of Petersburg, fuel in winter has never been an easily affordable expense, and in this year when prices are so high due to the war, it has become even more painful and torture, making people breathless.  Come.  This kind of pressure in life naturally makes the city become more depressing. Therefore, under the night, except for the little lights of fire, the whole city is plunged into darkness. It seems that all the vitality has been taken away by the God of War.  .  It was under this dim and gloomy light that the scene of a large group of soldiers in military uniforms marching towards the Winter Palace in uniform became more and more abrupt. Each of these soldiers had serious expressions, and there was a sense of nervousness in their firm steps.  .  The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew on them, coating their uniforms with a thin layer of white powder, making the army look even more weird.  The sky is getting darker and darker, and dim lights have replaced the skylight as the main light source in the city. The city is also unusually quiet. Only the rustling footsteps of this army marching through the snowflakes echo in the streets.  In the streets and alleys they passed, most people were indifferent to the actions of this army. After all, in this war year, the mobilization of the army was very normal. Although a small number of people felt that something was wrong, they just watched indifferently. After all, who dared to go  What about blocking the military's movement?  As they moved, the streets they passed through became wider and wider. Finally, the army came to the square in front of the Winter Palace.  This wide square is not only a passage that separates the Winter Palace from ordinary residential areas, but also one of the most important gathering places in Petersburg. In the past, during grand festivals, the Tsar or other royal members would appear here to receive cheers and worship from the people.  However, in this year of national embarrassment, this kind of scene can only remain in people's memories.  Looking forward from the square, the Winter Palace where the Tsar lived is right in front of you.  Compared with ordinary residential areas, this carefully designed palace is gorgeous and elegant. The Neva River flowing quietly next to it adds a bit of beauty, even on this dull and gloomy night.  It was still gracefully decorated with brilliant lights, as if it existed in another world. In the wordless silence, this group of troops entered the edge of the square. After arriving in this open space, their original tight formation suddenly  Becoming looser, the group of soldiers marched in horizontal lines in the wide square. Their military uniforms looked a little conspicuous in the light, like foxes rolling in the white snow.  Soon, this unexpected group of troops fell into the eyes of the palace guards.  They looked around in astonishment and asked each other if they had heard about the troops coming to the palace from above, but no one had heard of such a thing.  "Stop! Stop!" A guard officer shouted quickly to the group of soldiers, and then led several of his subordinates to greet the group of soldiers, preparing to intercept them. "This is a forbidden area of ??the palace, and trespassing is not allowed!  Which army are you from? Go back quickly!" However, what shocked them even more was that this group of soldiers did not stop, but instead accelerated their pace and strode across the square towards the palace.  Now everyone felt that something was wrong, and the look in their eyes towards these soldiers changed from confusion to fear.  The guards immediately raised their guns.?Then he stepped back in horror, preparing to retreat behind the iron bars of the gate.  "You are treason! Put down your weapons quickly!" In panic, the officer's voice became trembling, "Stop immediately!" As he said this, he immediately loudly ordered the subordinates next to him to go to the palace to call the police.  .  Amid the commotion and commotion, this army seemed unaware of it and was already approaching the palace. Everyone's expression was still as serious as before, and their steps were without panic, as if they had made up their mind.  "Bang!" The guards who couldn't bear the pressure opened fire on the rushing troops.  And the army immediately fired back, and with the gunfire of fierce exchanges of fire between the two sides, the original tranquility of Petersburg's night was broken.  "Bang!" The incessant gunshots passed through the corridors and alleys of the palace and reached the deepest forbidden area.  Even the conference room where His Majesty the Tsar and the ministers discussed important matters was suddenly filled with noise, causing the meeting between His Majesty and the ministers to be suddenly interrupted.  "What's going on?" His Majesty the Tsar walked to the window in shock. Seeing the firelight in the square not far away, he was speechless for a moment. The important ministers also looked at each other in shock, and everyone's face immediately lost the color.  .  The gunfire was so loud that they couldn't fool themselves.  This is obviously a rebellion, but we don¡¯t know how large it will be. However, judging from the intensity of the gunfire, the number of rebels attacking the Winter Palace will not be less than a thousand.  At this moment, a uniformed officer stumbled to the door of the conference room, and then shouted at the clerks at the door.  "There are unidentified rebels attacking the palace, please get your Majesty to a safe place!" His voice was very shrill, so before the secretary could reply, this shocking news had already spread to the conference room, making the place depressed.  The atmosphere became even more suffocating.  All eyes were instantly focused on His Majesty the Tsar, with anxiety, indignation, and fear. His Majesty the Tsar's face instantly turned red and his breathing became heavy. It was obvious that his anger had reached the extreme.  Because of the failure of the war, he imagined that unstable turmoil would occur in the country, but he did not expect that what happened was a rebellion directly targeting the palace.  The shocking failure of foreign wars and the huge rebellion What kind of evaluation will this leave on him in history?  "Asshole! Shameless rebellionevil traitor!" The huge anger immediately overwhelmed His Majesty the Tsar's reason, and he shouted almost without any image, "Shameless rebellion! I will kill these traitors  Hang them all! ¡± His furious Majesty made the ministers here speechless, and everyone was panic-stricken.  "Your Majesty! Please calm down!" The elderly Foreign Minister Neserrode quickly walked to His Majesty the Tsar's side and helped his hand. "Now you go to a safe place first" Then, he turned to look at  Called other colleagues, "The meeting is over, let's all act together!" As he said this, he dragged His Majesty the Tsar out of the door, and other ministers hurriedly followed.  A group of guards immediately gathered around His Majesty the Tsar and protected him. However, in the current environment, they could not bring much peace of mind to His Majesty.  The sound of gunfire was still heard, and the sound of bullets hitting brick walls through the air was heard everywhere. The overwhelming shouts of killing, combined with the muzzles of guns flashing in the air, made everyone feel extremely uneasy.  "How many rebels are there?" He directly asked the officer next to him, "Which army are they from?" "Your Majestyat presentit is not clear how many there are." The officer replied tremblingly, "The army number is also  "I don't know." "You bastard!" Seeing that the other party was still ignorant at this time, the Tsar could not help but cursed again.  "Can you hold on?" the Foreign Secretary asked directly.  "You must hold on until reinforcements arrive!" "We will fight for His Majesty the Tsar to the last man, Your Excellency!" the officer hurriedly assured him, "However, we are under great pressure now, and we need reinforcements from the outside to come as soon as possible!  "The Foreign Secretary stopped in astonishment.  From the officer's words, he has already felt the danger he is facing now, and he has no confidence that he can hold on until reinforcements arrive.  Since they dare to directly attack the palace, this rebel army must be confident, so the situation may be worse than expected.  The Romanov dynasty was founded two hundred years agoIn the past few years, several tsars have died unexpectedly, and conspiracies against the tsars have become commonplace. However, the scene of troops charging towards the palace with open fire still seems horrifying.  But, no matter what, now he must appease people's hearts.  "Your Majesty, the sound of gunfire has now spread throughout Petersburg. The army will soon come to suppress the rebellion. We just need to continue to hold on for a while." He turned to look at His Majesty the Tsar, "Now you'd better not come in person.  "We can't let you stay in a dangerous place on the front line." "No! I'm going to see who the shameless traitor is who dares to shoot their father, their Majesty the Tsar!" His Majesty the Tsar was still angry.  He raised his legs and wanted to walk out, "God will definitely make this group of rebels irrecoverable!" "Your Majesty!" The guard officer next to him quickly stopped him, "Please don't put yourself in danger, just wait for the troops in the city to come and calm down."  Make chaos!" Then, he and several guards grabbed His Majesty the Tsar, who was still furious, and dragged him to a nearby room.  "Quick! Quickly mobilize the troops outside the city to enter the city and wipe out the rebellion!" Although the guards stopped the impulse, His Majesty the Tsar was still angry and shouted to the ministers, "Don't let a traitor go!" However,  , but the ministers did not respond to him, they just looked at each other dullly. At the moment when the palace was attacked, they had no way to cross the streets where fire was exchanged to find troops to suppress the rebellion.  "Obviously, these traitors have chosen a good time. Now His Majesty the Tsar and several important ministers are gathered in the Winter Palace for a meeting, so as long as they attack the Winter Palace, they can paralyze the nerve center of the entire empire's capital.  ¡°Did the traitors choose this moment because they were lucky, or because they had been planning for a long time?  The answer is naturally self-evident.  "When I think of this, the enemy hidden behind the scenes becomes more and more sinister and terrifying. He seems to know the imperial government well, but his own side doesn't even know anything about the leaders of the rebels.  No one can tell clearly what is happening now, so no one can speak. This unknown brings a deep fear.  On this dark night, the fierce exchange of fire on the Niemen River never stopped. The guards of the Winter Palace resisted the outside attack with great courage, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.  What made them discouraged and frightened was that a steady stream of new troops came from other streets and gathered in this square to become part of their attackers.  The huge and disparate strength gap made it increasingly difficult for these defenders. They could only resist desperately with full loyalty to the royal family.  At this moment, other troops who had heard the exchange of fire in the city began to gather in confusion and tried to drive towards the Winter Palace to rescue His Majesty the Tsar there. However, these scattered troops moved slowly because there was no unified command.  , they don¡¯t even know what is happening now.  And just when the various rescue forces arrived in the city, they found that there were suddenly some simple roadblocks in many streets and alleys, and there were people who were constantly firing at them.  Not many people opened fire, but it brought complete chaos. These troops immediately tried to fight back, but suddenly some soldiers mixed in among them opened fire on them, causing new chaos.  Under the witness of these chaotic troops, a well-prepared rebellion is slowly unfolding. The dark night covers too many things and confuses too many things.  Under the unprepared attack, all the troops trying to rescue the palace moved slowly and fell into chaos, and the Winter Palace, which was waiting for their rescue, became increasingly precarious.  Amid a burst of intense gunfire, a group of soldiers rushed to the front of the arched iron gate despite a hail of bullets. Regardless of the fallen comrades around them, they opened fire directly and rushed into the palace over the bodies of the guards.  The statues of the Atlas giants that originally stood at the entrance have been changed beyond recognition due to the fierce exchange of fire. There are broken pieces of bricks and stones everywhere, lying on the ground together with the groaning wounded soldiers.  The sky is still snowing, and the snow has not become faster or slower due to the hustle and bustle of the world. It still falls slowly at its original rhythm, as if it is not moved by the world at all.  Snowflakes fell mercilessly on the gravel, walkways and corpses, evenly covering the ground with a white velvet blanket.  It is getting later and later, and the guards guarding the Winter Palace are still struggling to hold on. Their numbers have become smaller and smaller, and their mood has become more and more desperate. Their front has been compressed, and the rebels have rushed to the palace.  In the midst of this, the time they delayed with their desperate resistance did not bring them the peace they were waiting for.army.  As time passed and their last resistance weakened, the rebels who attacked the palace continued their attack without mercy, bringing the entire palace under their control.  They cleared the rooms one by one and gathered all the frightened palace servants into the courtyard. The originally arrogant royal officials were trembling all over and no longer looked as arrogant as usual.  Just in the early hours of the morning, with the last gunshot, the Winter Palace fell into silence again, as if it had returned to the previous silence.  It¡¯s just that it has temporarily changed its owner.  "Ula!" Amid the tide of cheers, a large group of people walked into the Winter Palace, and then walked upstairs along the corridor.  The leader among them is the elderly Count Bezukhov.  At this time, although the earl's expression was very calm, his steps were brisk and he appeared to be in high spirits.  Yes, this is the most important moment in his life, and from the current point of view, he has taken the lead and is the leader of the conspirators. After careful planning and long preparations, he finally created an opportunity to launch a rebellion.  , and seized it without mercy.  However, he knew very well that this was just the beginning, not even the beginning.  Controlling the palace does not mean controlling Petersburg, let alone controlling the entire Russia.  "Quickly, spread the news that the Winter Palace has been captured!" He loudly ordered the people next to him, "Let the troops who are trying to get closer return to camp and wait for the new government to reorganize! Otherwise, they will be mercilessly eliminated!"  The count knew that as long as the news spread that the Winter Palace had been captured and the tsar and important ministers fell into his hands, the vast majority of the troops who were in a hesitant and wait-and-see position would immediately lose their will to resist, and they would either surrender with reservations.  Either they will join the provisional government he established and accept the reorganization of the army that supports him, or they will take up arms and leave St. Petersburg and disperse to the vast surrounding countryside. No matter which approach they choose, the first step of his coup plan  The first step had been successful, and St. Petersburg would fall into his hands.  However, this is only the first step.
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