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C3168 The starved ghost of Shame (1/2)

The most humiliating thing for the French was not only for the Kaiser to ascend the throne of the Versailles, but also for the German Empire to obtain victory in the military parade.

Yet, the France's territory was trampled by the enemies. The proud Gaul Chicken had truly lowered his head this time!

The terrified citizens of Paris were hiding within the buildings along the streets, watching as the royalist party members who had escaped from Paris appear once again in the Street in Paris.

These nobles were still dressed in luxurious clothing and glittering jewellery. The pleated skirts of women were embroidered with gold and silver threads. Although it was January's cold weather, these noble ladies were actually waving their elegant folding fans.

What was even more infuriating was that beside these women were German civil and military officials. Those German officials who did not participate in the military parade were recklessly teasing these women, while those women were laughing as despicably as prostitutes.

”Pui!” ”Go to hell, you wretched bitch, and these German devils …” Just as he scolded her, an alluring fragrance drifted in through the gap in the window.

The carriage's attendant took down the picnic basket, which was filled with the fragrance of freshly baked baguette bread and garlic sausage, like a tempting demon.

That was the last bowl of food for the family of four. After eating it, they would have to wait until tomorrow afternoon to collect the rations, but after looking at these noble bitches again, they all had oily lips and their girdle would probably break.

”Shameless …” A slut who uses her body in exchange for food, slut! ”

The well-dressed men and women on the street seemed to hear the curses coming from the hearts of the citizens of Paris through the windows. They joked nonchalantly, and soon after, groups of French military police, who were maintaining order, rushed in.

The army and police force of the Interim Government that Trochu left behind were currently under the temporary command of the old general. After Bordeaux's government was formed, the army and police force would be handed over to the official France government.

The Interim Government had unconditionally surrendered to Germany, and right now the German army was a legitimate occupying force. They were going to go on a parade in Paris, but these French soldiers were coming to keep order.

French soldiers stood guard on both sides of the street, one at a time, ten at a time. Numerous policemen started to smash the doors on both sides.

Bang bang bang … Bang bang bang …

”Open the door!” Open Door... Come out to welcome the German and Chinese armies, come out to watch the parade! ”

”Anyone who comes out to welcome me will be given a loaf of bread. It will be too late if I'm too late …”

”Open the door!” ”Hurry up and open the door …”

The doors to each room were smashed open. Last night, the citizens who were still filling their stomach with rat jerky had long thrown away any sense of shame upon hearing that there was a loaf of bread.

A group of Paris citizens, who looked like evil spirits, scattered across the street. The noble ladies and Prussian officials all covered their mouths and noses with their handkerchiefs in disgust.

”This is too smelly, this is really a dirty city, too disgusting …”

”My dear William, will you take me to Berlin? I've had enough wine here, and I want the best beer... ”

The coquettish young lady was hugged by an official by the waist. ”My angel, if you wish, I will send you to the train tonight …” I have a villa outside Berlin where five servants can serve you twenty-four hours a day... ”

The hungry spook like citizens of Paris no longer had the strength to hate and curse these shameless noble ladies. These adulterers who had lost face for the France treated themselves as prostitutes.

At this moment, all of the citizens' souls were attracted by the food reeking carriage. They did not expect that the Government of France Army outside the city would actually send in a cart full of bread.

They were all magic sticks that had been baked overnight. The fragrance of the magic sticks was extremely fragrant, and according to this weather, it would be fine even if they were kept at home for half a month.

He took it home to slice it up and roast it by the fire. Even if he sprinkled a little salt on it, it would still be an incredible delicacy!

The crowd was suddenly crowded, and the French police, standing in a cart of bread, swung their truncheons and swatted away the hands they were trying to snatch.