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The film was digitized and restored by the "Eclair" group
The film stars:
With the participation of residents of Florac, Barre de C�vennes, Webron and Puixosier.
FRENCH CALVINISTS (KAMIZARS / "SHIRTS")
In 1685, Louis XIV banned Protestantism by repealing the Edict of Nantes.
Protestants were forced to change their faith, their temples were destroyed, and their pastors were expelled from the country.
The disobedient were punished with hard labor and confiscation of property.
Thousands of families, refusing to renounce their faith, left France.
But there were those who remained and fought.
In the C�vennes, despite the repression, Protestants rejected "papal truth".
For 17 years, the situation has worsened. The king refused to make concessions.
The victims are to give up. Until the day
when, tired of being victims, they exterminated their executioners.
July 24, 1702 Esprit Seguier, Abraham Mazel, Gedeon Laporte and their followers
killed the Catholic Archbishop Fran�ois du Chelles de Langlan, killed the inhabitants of the castle, burned 2 churches, destroying their priests.
After 2 days at Barre de C�vennes, Captain Poole defeated them, taking Asprey Seguier and two of his comrades prisoner ...
Brothers!
The Lord and King have made me your father and advisor.
They assigned me to you, making me the guarantor of your faith and obedience.
Therefore, I cannot start the divine ceremony today,
not inviting you to meditate first about your responsibilities.
And remind you of the end of these insane killers
quite stubborn and bitter,
who refused to follow the order of your prince, who only wants the best for you.
Madmen who have been justly punished for crimes against humanity,
for sacrilege against the holy Apostolic Roman Catholic Church!
Mr. Commissioner instructed me to inform you, if you do not know yet,
that the Extraordinary Court sentenced Segier
to chop off the right hand and to be burned alive.
Nouvel - to wheeling alive and burning.
Bonnet - to be hanged.
These sentences were carried out.
All sorts of people, vagabonds and bums
say they take it out of the Gospel and Holy Scripture
a lesson in earthly freedom, rebellious and vulgar!
May the Lord save you, brothers, from such a temptation.
And on the other hand, since I am your guarantor before the Lord and the king,
I urge you to be your guarantors before me.
The spouse is in front of his wife, the father is in front of his sons,
the groom is before the bride, the brother is before the sister.
Adrienne Bernhardt? �Here, monsieur.
- Alice Bernhardt? �Here, monsieur.
"Paul Pujol?" "Here, monsieur."
"Georges Rouvier?" "Here, monsieur."
"Julie Ruvier?" "Here, monsieur."
"Rozias Bansian?" "Here, monsieur."
- Marie Bansian? �Here, monsieur.
- Eli Kombassus? �Here, monsieur.
"Magdalena Brune?" "Here, monsieur."
- Barthelemy Brunet? �Here, monsieur.
"Simon Buzanke?" "Here, monsieur."
- Flora Genoye? �Here, monsieur.
- Marguerite Combe? �Here, monsieur.
"Jeanne Pellar?" "Here, monsieur."
- Samuel Gu�ran? �Here, monsieur.
- Jean-Baptiste Faure? �Here, monsieur.
How stupid she is!
One on top of the other!
... even the ancients! Take Horace, for example.
Look, I'm showing you!
One on top of the other ...
Is it really that difficult ?!
But you must admit that with such poor, insignificant sources of income ...
It's simple: I see crying only those who owe us money.
Captain Alexander Poole! Lieutenant Fran�ois de la Fage!
�Here�s your protege. - And your hero.
Madam, let your servant introduce his people to you.
I'm glad for them with all my heart, monsieur.
- Your humble servant. �Me too, captain.
Your humble servant. Mr. Abbot!
- Only the baron is missing? - Monsieur de Vernias will not be late.
The Baron is very punctual. And after the change of faith ...
- After the flight of his wife to Geneva! �Don't forget, he brought his daughter to us.
From Geneva?
From my ursulines in Valence. I put her there after her mother left.
Even the children will be Catholics, if the fathers only pretend.
Captain, do you know we are here to celebrate the success of your weapon?
Well,
they say your sword is from Armenia. It's true?
Madam, I find this offensive.
Monsieur Baron de Vernias and Mademoiselle Catherine de Vernias!
Dear friend, I am glad to welcome you!
- Your humble servant. - How was the trip, my child?
Mr. Baron!
Come on, I'll introduce you to our friends.
Madame, this is Catherine de Vernias, the most gentle and diligent of our students.
Monsieur de Chalonge has told me many good things about you.
How was your return from Valence?
The road in this heat is so hard and tiring.
- What are you, madam ... - No, no.
This is Captain Poole, to whom we owe the rest back.
Ah, you are not a city man! Do not be afraid of the sun or the wind!
And Lieutenant Fran�ois de la Fage, his brilliant deputy.
- Yours truly, madam. - Well, and this girl?
- Monsieur, if I may ... - And here is our guest.
Let me introduce you, Mr. Subintendent,
Catherine de Vernias, returning from our Ursuline monastery.
And yesterday the sun was roasting mercilessly!
You can't tell by your face.
You are too kind, monsieur.
Nothing is worth stopping it all
and good people have a lot to defend themselves.
Soldiers, guards ...
This is a revolt of the lower classes. - And the most obedient suffer!
And the noblest. - If only they knew how to fight!
For example, madam, I found Segier under a bush.
We have already dispersed their army for several hours.
I saw the bushes fluttering through which they burst.
So, he was there, this bum.
Sat in prostration from the very beginning, dull, like a drunkard.
I caught him by the neck without even dismounting from the horse.
Maybe he was scared?
Let's hope that this example will calm everyone down.
Evil comes from these secret gatherings.
There are too many lazy people, vagabonds and idlers in this country.
Hence the disorder and poverty!
Everyone should be sent to the islands and to Canada.
Some restrictions, but not very strict.
Monsieur, but they cannot be forgiven!
Monsieur Le Baville reaffirmed his harsh orders.
We send them to hard labor. Secretly.
For if there is anything that scares the locals, it is when their loved ones disappear,
and they don't know where.
And these kidnappings are perfectly reasonable
considering what extremes these violent gatherings are capable of!
Where no one is offered or allowed to follow what is happening!
Where everyone has the right to say whatever they want!
Where is the understanding of your strength, thanks to the union and quantity,
gives them the opportunity to make their own plans in spite of the plans of the king!
In defiance of the tranquility of the state.
Better to destroy them, otherwise they will destroy us.
The C�vennes stopped gathering in detachments.
"My dove, -
says the Lord,
hiding you among the rocks
and in mountain caves, -
you look like a church not living in royal palaces,
and not in the magnificent homes of prelates of non-Christian churches,
but in shelters,
in the barn,
as our Lord once did,
in the wastelands and in the hollows of mountain rivers.
Are they the doves of Jesus Christ
those who have stained themselves with vile idolatry?
Who left the holy community to join the community of Antichrist?
And who persisted in his apostasy
having outraged the religion of their fathers?
The dove is a gentle and meek bird.
Is the Roman Catholic Church like that -
cruel, ruthless,
full of merciless people who oppress their brothers,
taking property from the faithful,
depriving them of their homes,
making them suffer under torture,
interrogations and wheeling ?! "
Go here.
Show me what you're carrying.
Have you transferred to another regiment?
Well, you married Eli Olias?
- David, leave! David! - Now his name is La Fleur.
More Plant! Rebul!
- Terrason! He also changed his name. - They call me the Dauphin!
Did you all move to another regiment together? David!
No one wishes you harm, even when your regiment is pursuing them.
Give us something to eat!
We deserted at Montubana.
We have been going for a long time ...
Come on, I'll share with you.
No, don't be afraid.
This is David Rosier from Vernias,
Mais Planta, Terrason and Rebul.
They deserted. They were recruited by force.
Three guns are good!
What have you got?
Fine! I was a royal Dauphin too!
It is good that you have chosen the side of the Most High.
What about the harvest?
Let's start with the field. The wheat is ready.
Ask God for forgiveness for your sins.
God forbids murder ...
God forbids murder!
God forbids murder!
Wait!
"Osgas Vancion?" "Here, monsieur."
- Marie Vansillon? �Here, monsieur.
Simon Uzanke?
Here, monsieur.
Marguerite Combe?
Here, monsieur.
Quiet!
You have nothing to fear if your conscience is clear.
Monsieur Villeneuve, alas ...
A sad incident on the way to Webron.
Monsieur, I have an order from the king to investigate your parishioners.
Okay, mister lieutenant.
Is there anyone among them?
No.
Not!
No.
Look, this is it! He has a hat!
Where did you get it, Martel?
�Found it on the road to Webron. - Where did you get it?
Found on the road to Webron!
- You filthy bastard! - I found her...
I was not there!
I was not there!
I found her on the road ... It's not me ... not me ...
Madam,
the memory of Monsieur Villeneuve will remain in our hearts for a long time.
An example of virtue, completely devoted to the king ...
and churches!
Even the day before, he told me how glad he would be that calmness returned ...
I was told, madam, that you were going to leave.
Mr. Captain ...
I do not know.
I will undoubtedly go to the waters at Waltz. I need peace ...
from those who kill.
But before leaving, I need to get my affairs in order.
We share your pain, madam.
The Lord calls his own. And we have to show ...
He just bought land near Villeneuve ...
Madam ...
The newly converted nobles have lost a good man.
His soul was so great that he understood us,
made us worthy subjects of the king.
He knew how to preserve the essence of justice,
and, in truth, his goal was - universal happiness!
"Seven times a day I praise You for Your just laws.
The prosperity of those who love Thy Torah is great, and they have no obstacles.
I hate and abhor lies.
I love Thy Torah.
[King David's Book of Psalms: Psalm 119]
Hold on, Abraham.
I watched you reap and harvest this morning.
The spirit of the Lord has entered me.
And he ordered me to gather you all and sing Him
according to the laws that our fathers betrayed out of baseness and cowardice.
Pass it on to yours.
And come tonight to the Vyaala vineyards.
- Drop your weapon! - Fran�ois!
Fran�ois, what are you doing! Take away your weapons!
Go, do not be afraid, my child. Nobody will harm you.
My name is Jacques Combasus,
native of the lands of Vernias in the diocese of Mand.
Having lost a year after the wedding
the spouse whom he loved dearly,
I fell into extreme self-criticism.
And the reflections that I indulged in infinitely increased my pain.
And indeed, when I went to Barr to get a job in wool processing,
I had the misfortune to fall into sin.
I went to mass to legitimize my wedding
and we prostrated before the God of the Pope in the Catholic rite.
My crime horrified me incessantly.
I could neither work, nor eat, nor sleep.
I imagined my wife to be extremely guilty.
She attended these gatherings
on one of them she was arrested,
she stood the test with confidence,
and when she got out of prison she hid,
so as not to go to mass.
The more daring she seemed to me
the more criminal I considered her because she succumbed to temptation with me.
And this made me feel depressed and depressed.
This great self-criticism had a happy effect on me.
It inspired me from now on to serve only God
and attend all these secret gatherings of the faithful,
whatever happens to me.
Warn Monsieur Cur�, please.
Eat my dear, eat!
Tonight, at the Vyala vineyard.
Abraham Mazel calls us to a meeting.
Notify everyone.
Monsieur, I am yours truly.
Mister officer!
You may want to take a break from the great fatigue and ...
Alas, Mr. Tayad, I have to decline your invitation.
They are waiting for us in Barre.
I leave you four for this night to guard the wheat that has already been harvested.
I know, my dear, how honestly you serve the Lord,
how loyal you are to the king. Thank you for that!
The subintendent is calling me tonight.
Therefore, forgive me that I can no longer linger.
I am Abraham Mazel.
I was 22 years old when divine inspiration descended on me.
God showed me a garden in a dream,
where I saw huge black fat bulls devouring cabbage.
And a stranger ordered me to drive them away!
And I obeyed his orders!
And I drove the bulls out of the garden!
And the spirit of the Lord descended on me and took possession of me.
And I could not resist him. And he opened my mouth.
He told me that the garden I saw was our church,
that the black bulls were traitors who devour her,
and that I am called to represent this symbol.
He revealed to me the meaning of Scripture that speaks of the end of the world.
And he explained to me that the Roman Catholic Church had become ...
to the great Babylon!
Anathema to the great Babylon!
Save and have mercy!
Repent!
"He is fallen, he is fallen, Babylon, the great harlot!
It has become a gigantic dwelling of demons!
A haven for every unclean spirit!
A haven for every unclean and disgusting bird!
For with the fierce wine of her fornication she gave drink to all the nations!
Save and have mercy!
Get out of Babylon!
Give up idolatry! - Save and have mercy!
God has sent you his pastors full of wisdom!
But you continued on the wrong path!
Save and have mercy!
God is sending you new pastors!
I'm one of those stones that Scripture speaks of
who scream! When those who were supposed to awaken you fell silent!
- Save and have mercy! - Save and have mercy!
- Repent! - Save and have mercy!
Get out of Babylon!
Save and have mercy!
Come out of him, my people, so as not to participate in her sins and not be exposed to her plagues.
For her sins reached the very heavens!
And God remembered her lies!
Save and have mercy!
Render to her as she did to you!
Save and have mercy!
Give her twice for her deeds!
Save and have mercy!
In the bowl in which she made you wine, make her twice!
How much she glorified herself and lived luxuriously, so much torment and sorrow give her!
Save and have mercy ...
And the kings of the earth will mourn and mourn for her,
who have committed the fornication and have lived luxuriously with her,
when they see the smoke from her fire,
standing at a distance from the fear of her torment.
- Save and have mercy! - Repentance ...
Worse!
Up you,
the great city of Babylon, the mighty city!
For in one hour your judgment has come! "
[Apocalypse verse 18]
Who goes?!
- These are your brothers! - Long live the king!
Long live the king!
Shame on you! Shame on you!
A few days after the death of his wife,
I left my house and went to my brother in Vernias.
I have heard talk of those who took up arms to defend our faith.
And I decided to join their troops at Leather,
analyze their behavior yourself
and stay with them if it is creative,
or go back if it turns out differently.
I did not inform anyone about this decision,
to return home safely if I so choose.
For the soldiers entered the village,
threatening ruin and arson,
because of the gathering they found.
They massacred the unfortunate people, arrested many,
confiscated the property of the deceased,
took away the cattle from those who did not return to their homes,
confident that they had gone into the desert with the rebels.
Papists!
Papists!
Papists!
Papists!
Babylon! Babylon again!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge ... revenge!
Babylon!
Babylon ... revenge ...
Soldiers ...
Liberty! Soldiers ...
Freedom!
The spirit just spoke!
You are sent to avenge those you have driven on the wheel
hung up
referenced in the catalog!
You have nothing else!
The papists have taken everything from you!
They forced your fathers to give up their religion
under the yoke of soldiers and in torment.
They destroyed your temples!
They put their parasitic priests around your neck,
to feed at your expense, collect taxes,
spy on you, forcibly take the most persistent into the army.
And now you are without shoes and clothes.
You have nothing but shirts! You are exiles!
Hard labor, the gallows and the wheel await you!
Are we going to die like cowards ?!
Better to buy with your blood the freedom taken from your fathers!
If we are determined, we will have followers.
If we are persecuted, we will be loved.
You will receive a new replenishment!
We will find food in the villages.
Clothes, guns - we'll find the priests.
Or on the bodies of the king's soldiers!
I left my brother's house in the afternoon in mid-August 1702.
I remember, walking, I thought that our enemies would condemn my behavior
and accuse me of leaving for the rebels
out of laziness or bad things.
But I didn't have bad things going on.
My compatriots loved me. And if I had any debts,
I handed them all out before leaving.
I returned my wife's dowry,
and I also left 7 louis for my father-in-law.
I also left 2 plots of land, plowed and sown,
earned by me in the sweat of my brow.
So I didn�t take part in this out of annoyance or laziness,
on the contrary, for the first time in my life I experienced great peace in my soul.
Thank you dear friend for taking the time
and, in spite of the deeds, they came to us.
Vernyas is not the most fun place ...
Monsieur! We must thank Monsieur de la Fage. This was his idea.
Come again.
Monsieur de la Fage is from the old Catholic nobility.
And a kind servant to the king.
Yes, he has no wealth. But your home doesn't need it.
I joined the detachment, and Gedeon Laporte received me.
Prophet Abraham Mazel was with him.
On the day of my arrival, he recited a prayer for the desperate flock,
with such zeal and conveyed so much fervor to us,
that I was in rapture and ecstasy.
Then, since we lacked food,
and to show the enemies that our detachment is not scattered,
our leaders came to the idea
that we need to take this food from those who guard it - in Vernyas.
Who goes?!
Dauphin!
Laruvier!
Laruvier!
Are you calling someone?
Someone is shooting!
"As soon as God appears, we will immediately see
How, leaving this area,
Enemy units are dispersed.
And evil people from all over
They run as soon as they see Him!
Don't run!
God will make them all run. And just as it melts
Light smoke, like wax on fire ... - Protect yourself!
Protect yourself! - Do you know what they are doing, Father ?!
There are plenty of them, and there are four of us!
Likewise, the strength of evildoers in the face of God melts away.
Likewise, the strength of evildoers in the face of God melts away.
[Battle Psalm Verse 68]
People!
The fanatics I fear are your beautiful eyes, my Sylvie,
And if the war goes on in its turn ...
No kidding, captain.
What heart can lean against you if you put yourself in danger all the time?
My wife must put up with my duty and honor.
Why don't you settle down?
The land is sold for a penny!
And the ruin of the Protestants will force them to sell even more actively.
Madam, when I bought my company, it cost me my entire fortune.
But alas, she stands on the banks of the Rhine,
and I'm at war today, far from the Loire,
against a handful of libertines who refuse to fight,
know nothing about the art of war,
have no idea of ??honor ...
What are you, what are you, there is no need to cry about a difficult fate!
You know how we appreciate you!
Forgive me madam for the freedom with which I invaded at such a special moment,
but events made me seek a meeting with Mr. Captain as soon as possible.
Church of Vernias, monsieur, on fire.
The crowd that burned her laid their hands on church treasures
Cur� Tayad was saved by a miracle,
the soldiers who were supposed to guard him fled.
And a detachment that could attack and surround them,
missed them right out from under my nose!
I dream that someday we will be able to punish these libertines for their atrocities.
And I wonder how much more they will challenge the church and the king!
- Where is your husband? �He�s not here, he�s in Vernyas.
He's not here!
He's in Vernyas.
THIS WILL BE WITH ALL TRAITORS AND OTHERS.
Let those who shared life with them share the fate of Judas!
Wait!
He paid.
Here you go, Jacques!
In exchange for our 3 bullets.
Which way did they go?
Which way did they go ?!
You can't get anything out of these blockheads!
Monsieur!
Damn it!
There too!
The day we dealt with the traitors
who handed over our gathering in the Vyala vineyard,
and when I invited Laporte to split up to burn down the churches of Rossac and Saint Laurent,
he sent me to warn La Fleur to the place where he was supposed to be that evening.
Take positions!
Charge!
Long live the king!
Long live ... wait!
Fire!
- Charge! - Long live the king!
Long live the king...
Charge!
- Long live the king! - Charge!
Underpants!
Bastards! Underpants!
Bastards! Bastards!
Nothing ... nothing ...
Long live the king...
Long live the king!
Long live the king!
There is no one to shoot at, you fools!
Nonsense!
This was my first battle. I got myself a gun.
Since then I have only used it,
and no matter how beautiful weapon I find later,
I never wanted to change it.
We did not eat or drink that day,
and we were in a great hurry to arrive at the planned place.
But when we got close to him,
then they saw a man who said that he had a message for Gedeom Laporte
and that he is looking for his headquarters.
My name is Soustel.
- Is that you Gedeon Laporte of Brannu? - It's me.
- And I am Abraham Mazel. �I have a message from Jean Cavalier in Andusa.
Jean Cavalier, son of a peasant from Ribaud, near Andusa,
sent him to tell what was happening in the C�vennes mountains
and convey to Gedeon Laporte and Mazel,
what if he wants to go down to that area,
he will find a lot of people who will follow him into battle.
And Soustelle gave him on behalf of Cavalier
something like a wooden clothespin 4 inches long and 2 inches thick,
as an identification mark when approached.
You know, Fran�ois, they say that they have a lot of debauchery there,
and that most of their leaders keep their maidens with them.
It's true?
I confess, Katrin, I don't know! I saw their leaders only in battle.
I heard the abbot tell my father that they lead a vile life.
That girls sleep freely with the guys they love!
That their faith recognizes the liberation of the flesh.
And that they even saw how one with two ... - I tell you, I did not see how they live!
Who are you talking about?
Forgive me, Catherine, but these speeches are completely inappropriate!
On the night of St. Bartholomew, in August,
Zhedeon and Mazel with Soustel descended from the side of Uzes,
to meet with Cavalier, as he suggested, and recruit people.
While they were away, waiting for the results
and their return, we allowed ourselves to rest,
guarding supplies, taking care of linen.
Flora!
Flora!
Oh no!
La Fleur!
To arms! To arms!
La Fleur!
La Fleur! La Fleur!
Do not move!
Get out of the water!
- Can I bring my things? - Later.
Come here first.
Closer!
Stay where you are, huh? Stand still!
Give me your hands.
Do not be afraid!
Wait!
Get down.
Take off your clothes.
Having brought the courier's bag, we found that Gedeon and Mazel had returned with Cavalier.
Cavalier, a man in his 20s,
came from Geneva, where he worked as a baker,
to fight our oppressors.
He had great religious talent and was an excellent preacher.
With him were 10 companions - artisans and wool handlers from the city of Uses.
Although poorly armed, but no less determined than our peasants,
who received them warmly.
"Do you want to know the news about your lover?
My dear! He runs after idiots
chasing ghosts
and throws up a useless saber,
dreaming of battles more gallant and secret, which he was forced to leave.
For 3 days he has been away from you!
Misses your caresses
on your neck, on your fairy fingers,
for all your delights!
And he swears to you that he will return before you leave for the waters,
in order to demonstrate this to you in the most decisive,
ardent and passionate manner.
Subscribed:
your...
Alexander Pul ".
For Madame Villeneuve!
Castle in Barre de C�vennes.
Villeneuve ...
Well well!
Going through the captured mail,
Gedeon found a letter from Captain de Cabri�re,
Commandant of the Collet de Des garrison.
It said that the enemies made of the old temple of our faith
warehouse for your weapons and ammunition.
And Jedeon immediately came up with a trick,
how to lure the garrison out of Colle.
Take the pen, son. I want to send a letter.
Here you go! Next time you will post a guard!
Monsieur de Cabri�re, captain at Colle de Des.
Mister officer!
I am writing to you because my zeal for our holy church
and the king
orders me to do my duty ...
and inform you,
that arrogant religious leaders,
convoke
at the location of your garrison
secret gathering
next midnight
in a place called Prazel near the village of Saint-Hilaire.
This means that you should act as your duty dictates.
We entered Colle de Des without a fight.
We burned down the barracks, ravaged the officers' quarters
taking away from the enemy only that which could serve our just purpose.
For Abraham Mazel forbade us because of "divine inspiration"
rob or touch gold, which he called "forbidden".
When we found an armory and broke down the doors of the former temple,
Abraham Mazel, having gathered the villagers,
for the first time in 17 years
gave us the joy of prayer in the house of the Most High.
"David left there and hid in the Odolla cave? M.
His brothers and the whole house of his father heard about this and went down to him.
All the poor, all the oppressed
all whose hearts were full of bitterness gathered to him.
And he became their leader.
Thus, about 400 people were with him.
David and his men went to Kei? Eh,
and fought with the Philistines?
[Prophet Samuel, verse 22]
- What's the matter? - The garrison is returning.
- What? - The garrison is back!
We must leave.
They are too tired to follow us.
God punishes those who are too calculating who rely only on His strength.
We have prohibitions.
"Lord, in the morning hear my voice,
in the morning I will prepare a prayer for you and wait.
For it is not God who desires iniquity, You, evil will not abide with You.
The arrogant will not rise before your eyes.
You will destroy those who speak lies; the Lord despises the murderer and the deceiver.
And all who trust in You will rejoice; they will rejoice forever.
[Bible. Psalm 5]
I repeat to you, we have bans!
And God made them known to me through inspiration.
If we hand it over,
if the one who touches the forbidden gold returns it,
then our day will pass without a hitch.
But if we keep it to ourselves, then before the evening we will be in misfortune.
Let's hit the road!
You can't touch a weapon every day!
Gunpowder on fire!
And if I hadn't left
the saber would break in your hands!
Thank God, I think I'll take them.
Go move them, they're too far.
And tell these townspeople militias that they have no teachings here,
they will have to pay with their lives.
Don't waste your ammo!
Too far.
How many are there?
How many are there?
They have a horse.
Stolen, of course!
- Garrison! - What?
- Garrison from Colle! - So what?
They heard shooting, now they are coming to us.
Do not worry,
their legs can hardly walk, they will not be here soon.
Go ahead! We'll see there.
Zhedeon Laport!
Running like a rabbit ?!
Refusing to fight!
How a coward!
Dishonorable!
Don't make yourself the smartest!
Return to your secret passion!
You're a coward!
You don't know how to fight!
Wet chicken!
You make yourself look cool
to prove your courage!
- They are removed. - Followed by! Followed by!
Let's hit the road!
Remember the prohibitions!
And will you fight for me?
Expand formation!
Before you - all the scum of C�vennes!
No mercy! The kingdom will be better!
"As soon as God appears, we will immediately see
How, leaving this area,
Enemy units are dispersed.
And evil people from all over
They run as soon as they see Him!
Let each of you show them what a soldier is!
Drum!
And just as wax melts in a fire,
Likewise, the strength of evildoers in the face of God melts away.
Likewise, the strength of evildoers in the face of God melts away.
Get out your sticks and hit!
Long live the Almighty!
On my command!
Forward!
Forward!
Went!
Just look at this mess!
On my command - knee to the ground!
On your knee!
Fire!
Charge!
Long live the king! - Long live the king!
Long live the king!
Long live the king!
Fire!
Forward!
Long live the Almighty!
Keep building!
Here you go!
- Charge! - An eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth!
I will not give you ...
Line up! In the line!
Get in line, damn it!
Don't let them go!
The Collet garrison! Let's go!
The Collet garrison!
Let's go! Let's go!
The place where we fought was called Sham-Demerg.
We killed 17 people. Bullet, he himself escaped.
We only lost 4.
But we didn't have a chance to take care of their remains,
because, as Jedeon Laporte foresaw,
the garrison of the Colle de Dees arrived at the site towards the end of our battle.
We, being in a numerical minority,
seeing that reinforcements have come to the enemy,
were forced to retreat, despite their advantage,
and thanks to the Lord we did not fall into their hands.
This is Captain Poole, madam.
No, no, not now!
Too early! Go tell him to wait.
Monsieur!
You have chosen a bad moment to leave, madam.
Unless my trouble hastened your preparations.
Elsewhere you will undoubtedly find a more worthy object of your concerns.
Go already, what are you waiting for?
Is it your speech addressed to me?
You are injured!
Does it hurt?
My dear Alexander!
However, monsieur, is that how they enter a lady?
Do you really need to leave?
After all, Alexander, be prudent!
Some time after our victory at Sham-Demerg,
Cavalier left us with his men to return to Andusa,
where he wanted to announce the gathering,
gather an army and in turn fight against the oppressors.
Of everything he earned fighting with us,
Cavalier wanted to take himself only a horse and 3 guns,
leaving us the rest
saying that God would tell him where to find the weapon.
Kill him! Kill!
Kill him! Kill!
Hey soldier, will you come to my regiment?
Isn't it a shame to provoke men to sin with such clothes?
Okay, leave it to me, I'll take care of it myself.
Officer, do you want to interrogate her right now?
Went,
I will give you some decent clothes.
- Mister lieutenant ... - Mister officer!
Lieutenant!
We are not fanatics, Lieutenant!
We are loyal citizens!
- Mister Lieutenant! - We served faithfully!
Lieutenant, we are not fanatics!
Monsieur, for heaven's sake ...
Shut up, you vile prostitute!
"Do not cry to holiness, harlot,
a haven for an unclean spirit!
Your sins have reached the very heavens, which you invoke in vain.
How glorious and luxurious you were!
We will repay you just as you repaid us! "
I don't want to die!
Gentlemen, spare me, do not kill me!
Do not kill me!
Not...
Monsieur, you are the first person I wanted to see when taking up my duties.
And the Abbe de Chalonge, present here, strongly supported me.
I summoned you, monsieur, to ask if you consider yourself capable
restore order to these valleys?
Monsieur, I think ...
Don't think, monsieur! Need to know!
Your soldiers are losing
the townspeople-militias scatter,
royal roads are not safe!
And my predecessor paid with his life!
Villages are being plundered, churches are burning!
Our soldiers are being killed, their weapons are being stolen!
Monsieur!
I will give orders. - Earlier it was necessary to give, monsieur!
When you are at war, you must be able to choose:
Or declare himself incapable.
Or, as an officer, do your duty!
"Monsieur!
On behalf of Jedeon, Colonel of the Children of God ...
And hungry for freedom of religion.
This letter was delivered to me an hour ago.
Know that the Lord has warned us that your strength and weapons will not take revenge on us.
That the time has come for a change in the world.
That an earthen pot would break an iron pot.
That the first will be the last.
And what will you pay us for the blood of our martyrs who call for revenge ... "
And so on and so forth.
There are many pages like that.
But let's move on to what concerns us.
"Know that Madame Villeneuve,
the wife of the oppressor is in our hands!
And that she will be handed over to you in exchange for Marie Vansillon, your captive,
and if you don't release her in 3 days ... " And so on and so forth.
Don't you say anything, captain?
This Laporte was a soldier, a blacksmith, a pig trader and went bankrupt.
This outlaw man challenges us, and you don't say anything ?!
Our life, our condition is in danger every minute
for ragamuffins talking about religion, just not to pay taxes,
and you don't say anything ?! - Monsieur!
If they could be taken by surprise, they would no longer be alive!
But there is a forest that helps them out in all cases,
and when we overtake them, these devils immediately disappear!
Monsieur, the day before yesterday I was with Messrs. De Baville and Comte de Broey.
I have their order, which they received from the king:
the unrest in the C�vennes must end!
England,
Holland only dreams of turning this revolt of the grassroots
into a conspiracy of Protestants against the kingdom and state. There would be a case!
One has only to the newly converted nobles join the crowd and stand at the head,
and they will have an excuse!
Are there any newly converted nobles in the area?
I only see Baron de Vernias. His wife fled to Geneva.
He is very much appreciated in the region, but ...
Monsieur, I expect the most drastic measures from you,
the most effective acts,
of the strongest will in the execution of the orders of the king.
And I will support you in your efforts.
But let's save Madame Villeneuve first. You can't leave it in the hands of these scoundrels.
Read and fulfill their terms:
give them the peasant woman.
Dear friend, you must be exhausted?
I froze. I'm so frozen!
I was lying on the ground, right on the rocks!
2 days and 2 nights! - Dear friend,
Mr. Borelli will tell you ... - Madam!
I am honored to be your late husband's successor.
I certainly know what servant the king lost.
And I also know that it will be difficult for me to compare with him in merit and honor ...
They only think about killing! So young, and only about murders!
"Kill, kill!" This is the only word on their lips!
And the glances that they threw at me!
There is so much hatred in them! Madmen.
Madmen and children! Except the bearded man.
And another ... thin one.
What a terrible person!
Attention, I'm in command!
Line up!
Attention, I'm in command!
Forward, step march!
Prepare for the command "Knee to the ground and fire!" Attention!
On your knee!
Fire!
Stupid donkeys!
Arms to the foot!
Let's start over again!
At my command: in two ranks ...
get up!
Will you protect the king?
Do you dare to finally become a soldier?
Let's start all over again.
And I will order to punish with whips the one who makes a mistake!
Around!
After the departure of Cavalier, we constantly harassed the enemy.
By the end of September, we burned down the churches of Moleson, Soman and Saint-Privy.
The cur�s fled from there for fear of being killed,
for they were notorious oppressors.
But at Saint-Martin-de-Bubo, the cur� was in place.
A few days later we took a few guns from the Leplantier castle,
and since we settled down for the night next to Maruls,
Captain Poole attacked us there the next morning at the head of a hundred men,
but we slipped away from him.
Not!
Autumn was approaching, and we continued our hike.
We rarely stayed in one place for more than 2 days,
burned down the churches in Soustela, in Lami-a-Luza, in Santiler,
punished the traitors,
avoiding the pursuit of Captain Bullet and his troops,
overgrown with new militias.
We got together as often as we could.
And people flocked from everywhere, all in large numbers,
to listen to the words of the Lord from the mouth of Abraham Mazel.
He brought us supplies.
Some are one thing, others are another,
this one is wine, that one is bread, the third one is meat.
If they were warned of our arrival in advance,
they made us soup.
Around the middle of October, we ended up in Vernyas.
where, after the burning of the church, the priest never returned.
Bon appetit, good people!
Monsieur!
Local nobles converted to the new faith faster than the people of the C�vennes.
If you would agree to sing a psalm with us,
and then share a meal with us at our table,
as your father would do,
it would be a great honor for us.
"How I love your law!
I think about him all day.
By Thy commandment Thou hast made me wiser than my enemies;
I have become wiser than all my teachers;
I am more knowledgeable than the elders; for I have kept thy precepts. "
[Psalm, Psalm 119, verses 97-104]
Renounce! Renounce!
Renounce!
For the future, know
that I will lead the inhabitants of those places where the rebels were received.
Those who brought them supplies will be hanged!
Their property is confiscated!
Their homes are given over to plunder!
You have not warned the troops closest to you,
as they should have done!
You accepted them,
you fed them!
I'll make your example illustrative!
Lieutenant, obey my order.
Renounce!
Let's!
I renounce!
You can rob the village!
Long live the king!
A...
did they hurt you? - No, not at all.
What could I do?
Meanwhile, the bad weather came
swelling rivers and streams,
making it more and more difficult for us to move,
making our clothes and weapons wet,
while our enemies were constantly fighting,
chasing us and forcing us to starve.
A couple of days after the execution at Vernias by Captain Poole,
Gedeon Laporte and I and two other people entered the village
in search of food for our squad.
But we were told that the tax collector with 3 militias
just came in and took everything away.
Then we caught up with them.
"Babylon, in one hour your judgment has come!
Those who traded all Sims, who were rich from her, will become far away.
And the merchants of the earth will mourn and mourn for her,
because no one buys gold and silver goods anymore,
and precious stones and pearls, and fine linen and porphyry,
and flour and wheat, and wine and oil,
and cattle and sheep and horses,
and bodies and souls of men. "
[APOCALYPSE verse 18]
Around the end of October
Poole took us by surprise at Saint-Laurent-de-Treve,
where we just executed a traitor.
We were already retreating when the enemies approached,
scattering us in bad weather.
We were soon in great trouble
why they strayed even more from the path and scattered.
On the morning of October 23rd
we gathered in a wild place called Lanyard,
lying down from fatigue, cold and hunger.
Our weapons were in very poor condition
from the rain that wetted the gunpowder.
I see dragoons!
"Let it come to You, Lord, my prayer.
Give me understanding at your word!
May my prayer come to You.
Save me according to your word. "
[PSALTER, Psalm 119, verses 169-170]
My children, prepare your weapons!
Today we will fight Bullet!
And I say that you cannot fight today!
The Lord warned me! - And I say, we will fight!
I can see the militias from the Travassac side!
Do not disobey, Jedeon!
Do not disobey the Lord, Jedeon!
Or the fire of the Most High will turn against you!
The pass is the only door.
Reboul, get your drum out!
- You can't fight! - No, no, we'll just pretend.
Come on, Reboul!
Faster, to the pass! Faster!
To the pass!
Run to the pass!
- Went! - Catherine ...
Lets go faster!
Get ready! Fire!
We were saved with great difficulty and danger.
Bullet followed us until the evening
driving through the mountains, smoking from the forest.
And our terror was so great that we lost each other,
and I never saw my comrades again.
Mercy!
Repentance!
Save and have mercy!
Repentance!
Repent!
You should...
forgive each other!
You must forgive each other!
The man who saved me from the clutches of my pursuers
on that fateful day
told me that Bullet made me take it to the Lanyard
the bodies of all those killed from all over the area.
They found only 13 bodies. And they all passed off as ours.
They cut off 13 heads and carried away,
and the corpses were put on the high road.
... as Mister Cornelius said. Aristotle explained in his Politics,
that we cannot act like philosophers or poets.
They each have their own opinion, and they pull each on himself.
Sorry.
So you become a C�vennes nobleman.
The unrest in the Sevennyh is suppressed.
A few days later I joined the army of Cavalier at Vesenobra,
and we joined forces with Pierre Laporte, nicknamed Roland.
Captain Poole fielded 13 goals in the cities of Barre de C�vennes,
Saint-Jean-de-Gard and Anduza.
They were laid out on straw, on a wooden stand,
exposing the head of Gedeon Laporte at the beginning of the row.
And so that the people can more easily recognize him,
his hair was held together with an elastic band.
We passed over the Anduza bridge on the very day they were exhibited,
and we stopped to look at them.
And the sight convinced us even more
that there can be no mercy for our enemies,
and that we will fight even harder to regain our freedom.
Around this very time
they began to call us "Kamizars" (shirts).
Film by RENE ALLIO
Participation in the work on the script: ZHAN ZHURDOY
Operator: DENIS KLERVAL
Composer: PHILIP ARTUI
Fight Scene Staging: RAUL BILLRE
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