Bordeaux has become a sea of ​​celebration, and the new President Tierer has been in great costumes and is welcomed by the city's MPs and people.

The south of France was not damaged by war. Although the economy was affected, it was not a big problem and could continue to operate. At least the people were not hungry and were not threatened by death.

The French in this state have the most romantic feelings. They prefer slogans, cheers, ideals, just causes... all kinds of fake and void things.

The enemy in the north is evil, and he is just. Isn’t the plot of being oppressed and then fighting back, and nationalism gathered together? Isn’t it the novelist’s favorite?

Of course, that is the people’s favorite first!

The people had no idea how many disgusting sins and transactions had happened in the darkness, but all the big names could see it thoroughly.

Standing on the corner of the street, Gan Bida, watching coldly, had no smile on his face. He had resigned from his post as a member of parliament before, but in this Grand Parliamentary election, he was elected back.

There is no way, this person has too much influence, and there are hundreds of thousands of legions he formed in southern France. Although France does not have the foundation of warlord politics, it was formed by Gan Bida after all, so that army naturally feels intimate to him.

This is a huge force, and Tier dares not mess with him, so no one dares to interfere behind the scenes when Gan Bida was re-elected, and of course he can't make any mistakes!

"Mr. M. M., are you very unhappy?" A voice sounded from behind Gampi, and he turned his head to see that it was M. Favre, the moderate leader.

"Happy? Is there anything to be happy about? Is it worth choosing a president who is unconstitutional in the back?"

"Look at this election, the left working class does not even have a representative. What is Thier trying to do? Is he trying to deprive those workers of their citizenship?"

When Favre heard that the barrel was about to explode, he quickly pulled him to a tavern on the street. There were no seats here and drunkards everywhere celebrating the founding of the Third Republic.

The two of them each had a glass of red wine, and then stood in the corner of the bar and whispered in a low voice, with drunkards staggering around them.

"Ganbida, I know what you are thinking, but the situation is too subtle, and Thiers has no choice... If he wants to be elected, he must be supported by the rich people in the whole country, but the condition for those people is to completely erase the people in the commune!"

"He would not be elected if Tier did not do this! But what are the benefits of dragging on? Do you want the royalist party to elect another emperor?"

"What can I do if the form is constitutional monarchy? The old path cannot be understood..."

Gambida sighed, "Yes, I know, I know what you said...but this is wrong! The workers' rights cannot be deprived!"

"Did this teach us what the Revolution taught us? When will we be allowed to sacrifice a group of innocent people in exchange for something? Are they willing to sacrifice? Why should we be sacrificed..."

"Drink, drink, my old friend, don't be excited... Please remember, don't be excited. I came to see you today just because I hope you must stabilize your army..."

"What is my army?" Gan Bi's eyes glared. It was the army of the Republic, the warriors confronting Prussia, not my private soldiers..."

"Okay...I know, I know, don't worry!"

Favre quickly asked the tavern owner to bring a whole bottle of red wine, trying to use alcohol to anesthetize Gan Bida's anger!

It is difficult to persuade Gan Bida to do this task, but someone must come. His reputation, especially in the south, is too high. Thierre no longer fantasizes about getting Gan Bida's allegiance. He only hopes that Gan Bida can always remain neutral.

Just as the two big men were drinking and breathing, there was a sudden thunderous cheer and dense applause outside.

"General Trosh swore allegiance to the President... The representative of the Paris Garrison declared allegiance to the President! Go and see..."

The loyalty of the army is the foundation of all rights. France now has three major military forces. The first is the Paris garrison and the second is the elite French emperors in the northern prisoner-of-war camp.

The third is the Southern Legion formed by Gan Bida. These are three established military forces, and the others are scattered and useless small troops.

Whoever can control these three violent groups will be able to control the entire French military!

General Troxe swore allegiance, which shows that one of the three major military groups has accepted Tier!

At this moment, an officer in plain clothes ran into the tavern panting. He looked back and forth and finally found Gan Bida in the corner.

The plainclothes officer was tired and covered in white-haired sweat. He squeezed into the group of drunkards and subconsciously wanted to salute Gan Bida, but Favre quickly waved his hand.

When the officer saw the chaotic environment around him, he knew that it was not appropriate to expose his identity, so he put down his arm and walked to Gan Bida and whispered, "Mr. Congressman... everyone... are you waiting for you? Do you have any orders?"

While speaking, the officers also had a large number of MPs of Favre. Favre knew that he was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave for a while, but Gan Bida grabbed him.

"Don't you leave. If you leave, wouldn't you really believe that I'm raising a private army?"

"Child, go and tell my warriors that I am a member of France, and I am always loyal to this country and to the parliamentary system of the Republic!"

"If the parliament elects a legitimate president, you should be loyal to you unconditionally!"

"I'll just let me drink some wine quietly... I'm very tired, really tired, and need a rest..."

The plainclothes officer didn't say anything. Member Favre's eyes were rosy. This time he was really proud of Gan Bida. Only now did he realize that this man was really striving for the Republic!

The plainclothes officer left and took away Gan Bida's instructions. Favre knew that the Southern Legion was going to be loyal to Thierre at this moment, and all the military groups that could fight in France were concentrated in the hands of the president.

"God! This is a good start. I hope Thier can return to order as soon as possible..."

Gan Bida smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't think it's necessary... I'm afraid the next step is a more cruel civil war!"

As expected, after the generals of the Southern Legion declared allegiance to the president in the afternoon, Tierer issued a military assembly order that evening.

He announced that he would draw out elite troops from the Southern Legion and the Paris garrison, form an army of 200,000 people, and assemble to Paris!
Chapter completed!