Paris Commune Falls

The sun was setting in the west, and the rosy clouds on the horizon shone over the earth, flashing with a blazing red glow.

The cannon fire in Paris had ceased. The government troops had already entered the city, though sporadic gunshots could still be heard from time to time, as if telling of the revolutionaries' unwillingness to accept defeat.

Returning to the Palace of Versailles once more, Napoleon IV's heart was in turmoil. The palace that had once been splendid and magnificent was now nothing but broken walls and rubble.

To Napoleon IV, the Palace of Versailles was not merely a palace—it was where he had been born and raised. When one's home suddenly vanished, only those who had lived through it could understand the bitterness.

Perhaps out of a desire for revenge, the Paris Revolutionary Government had destroyed this palace, a symbol of imperial power, before its downfall, as though using this method to declare the irreconcilable hatred between the two sides.

In a sense, they had succeeded. The Palace of Versailles was the emblem of France's monarchy. What had been destroyed was not merely a palace, but the supreme dignity of imperial authority.

Pale-faced, Napoleon IV asked in a trembling voice, "Have the rebel leaders been captured?"

At that moment, Napoleon IV had only one thought: seize those who had destroyed his "home," grind their bones to dust, and vent the hatred in his heart.

Police Minister Ansoqi answered uneasily, "Not yet. It is said that the rebel leaders fled on the third day after we launched our attack."

Paris had fallen so easily largely because the revolutionary leaders had fled.

This was Paris. There were too many buildings that made the government troops hesitate to act, and they simply dared not use heavy artillery.

Had the