"Your Majesty!"
Fleury stared in surprise at Jero Bonaparte riding on a white horse; he couldn’t understand why Jero Bonaparte, who was supposed to be reviewing the troops from a carriage, was on horseback.
Does the Majesty not know the current situation in Paris?
Thinking of the recent rumors about rebels wanting to assassinate the President, Fleury couldn’t help but furrow his brows.
Of course, Fleury wasn’t the only one surprised; his deputy, Edgar Ney, and the (fake) dragoon soldiers were equally astonished as they approached Jero Bonaparte on horseback.
After a mont of surprise, these dragoons felt a sense of shared honor and disgrace, and they instinctively straightened their bodies, their expressions becoming increasingly solemn.
The subtle changes in the dragoons did not escape Fleury’s attention.
Since the situation had already occurred, it was impossible for Fleury to stop it.
The urgent task was to protect Jero Bonaparte.
Fleury shouted again with his unique voice: "Mount up! Form two groups on the left and right to protect the President!"
The dragoons, coming to their senses, quickly mounted their horses, and one group of dragoons divided into two, approaching Jero Bonaparte.
The commander, Fleury, ca up to Jero Bonaparte, placed his right hand on the brim of his high military hat, and saluted Jero Bonaparte. Following his lead, the deputy commander and the dragoons also saluted. Jero Bonaparte smiled slightly at the sight of this group of still-juvenile Guard Army mbers and returned the salute earnestly to everyone present.
"Mr. President, we will act as your guard during the review to ensure your safety," Fleury reported to Jero Bonaparte as a matter of protocol after lowering his right hand.
Likewise, lowering his right hand, Jero Bonaparte nodded slightly to indicate his understanding.
Two groups of dragoons tightly surrounded Jero Bonaparte on both sides, with Edgar Ney, Fleury, and Percy leading the way. Jero Bonaparte was securely encircled within the protective formation ford by the dragoons, who would guard him with their lives.
Fortunately, from the Elysee Palace to the City Hall, no insurgent attacks occurred, and the group proceeded orderly to the City Hall.
Thousands of ard soldiers lined up in rows of formations, encircling the entire City Hall.
Although the mayor and the senior officials at the City Hall knew that such a large formation was not aid at them, they didn’t dare to make any movents.
Riding a white horse, the elderly General Changarnier, upon seeing the green dragoons, whispered mockingly to Audion Barrot, who shouldn’t have been there, "Our President truly is a competent imitator. He’s brought back things from over thirty years ago!"
Audion Barrot rely smiled slightly, then said to Changarnier, "General Changarnier, we can begin!"
General Changarnier solemnly ordered his adjutant beside him, "Begin!"
"Yes!" The adjutant, upon receiving the order, hurriedly drove his horse to the flag officer and asked him to convey the command using signal flags.
The flag officer waved the flags in both hands to give the command, which was transmitted layer by layer. After a brief commotion, the troops returned to calm.
The dragoons dispersed about 50 ters away from Changarnier and Audion Barrot, and Jero Bonaparte appeared.
Audion Barrot and General Changarnier rode up to Jero Bonaparte.
The presence of Audion Barrot took Jero Bonaparte by surprise, but he quickly understood. After all, Audion Barrot and Changarnier were from the sa political faction. Although their party ideologies were quite divergent, the focus now was on the Republican Faction.
"General Changarnier, Mr. Pri Minister!" Jero Bonaparte addressed the two.
"Mr. President, the Paris National Guard and the Paris Capital Guard await your review!" The elderly General Changarnier saluted Jero Bonaparte.
"Hmm!" Jero Bonaparte returned Changarnier’s salute.
Accompanied by Changarnier and Audion Barrot, Jero Bonaparte began the review of the troops.
Through Changarnier’s introduction, the unit at the forefront was the one that contributed most during the June Revolution, the executioners with hands covered in blood, who gave Jero Bonaparte a salute of respect while chanting, "Long live the Republic!"
Jero Bonaparte showed a forced smile and rode away. The second phalanx had contributions second only to the first. Like the first, the second shouted loudly, "Long live the Republic!"
Jero Bonaparte reviewed more than a dozen phalanxes, each with slogans largely saying "Long live the Republic." So phalanxes, leaning slightly toward the Left Wing, even shouted, "Long live the Social Republic!" This led Jero Bonaparte, who had hoped to hear the troops shout "Long live Bonaparte" or "Long live the Prince," to feel sowhat disappointed.
[PS: Jero Bonaparte did not know that Changarnier had moved the majority of the troops loyal to the "Emperor" to the suburban army corps. In the suburbs of Saint-Denis and Saint Anthony, the cries of "Long live the Emperor" were deafening, unheard in the city center.]
Jero Bonaparte, on his white horse, continued his review journey from City Hall to the Bourbon Palace.
Just as Jero Bonaparte was about to review the troops at the Bourbon Palace, an "accident" occurred.
One of the colonels responsible for waiting at the "Bourbon" Palace ca to Changarnier and Jero Bonaparte looking pale and reported, "Report to the President, Commander! We’ve discovered another batch of mobs of the sa kind as the previous day!"
It turned out that as Changarnier entered Paris, he had already begun consciously arresting mbers of the Mountain Party.
Fifty mbers of the Mountain Party were directly detained in the Police Departnt prison without trial.
"What? There are more mobs!" Changarnier feigned "surprise" as he glanced at the colonel, then turned his gaze to Jero Bonaparte.
"Since they are mobs, just arrest them directly!" Jero Bonaparte said, playing along with Changarnier’s act.
"But..." The colonel, mastering the art of acting, showed a hesitant expression that could rival future Oscar winners.
"What is it? Is there so difficulty?" Jero Bonaparte, following the script, asked.
"Those mobs have a rather special status!" the colonel began, "They are mbers of the Special Team!"
"What! The Special Team is also involved in the rebellion?" Jero Bonaparte "exclaid" in shock at the colonel, then gritted his teeth and said to Changarnier, "Disbanding the Special Team cannot be delayed! They can no longer serve as ard protectors of the Republic! If they continue to be left unchecked, they’ll beco mobs disrupting the Republic’s order!"
"As you command!"
Changarnier gladly accepted Jero Bonaparte’s order!
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