Chapter 527 Our War (Part 9)
In the past year, Innadelli has sold a large number of Tarantin radios, which are known for their low prices and good quality.
This Tarantan radio is small in size, can be carried around, is of high quality and not easy to break, and is rechargeable (you need to buy a special voltage converter, which is also inexpensive). In addition to listening to the radio, it can also be used as an alarm clock and has calculator functions. The price is only one-tenth of (local) traditional radios, and it is very popular among the public.
The people of Wangdu are loyal users of Tarantan radios. Even though the price of this type of radio will increase by about 30% to 50% after being resold to Wangdu, the people of Wangdu are happy to pay the difference made by the middlemen - compared to traditional radios that are expensive, bulky, and will malfunction even in humid weather, this thing is really great.
The popularization of radios inevitably led to a significant increase in the audience of radio stations; even the laborers doing hard work in the west area of King Harbor, or ordinary citizens in the outer city, gradually developed the habit of gathering at the homes of co-workers, relatives, friends or neighbors who had radios to listen to the radio after a tiring day.
Compared to the "high-class" programs such as opera, art appreciation, and celebrity biographies prepared by the radio stations in the royal capital for the upper-class and middle-class audiences, the vast majority of the royal capital citizens are obviously more keen on listening to the programs of the Innadri Radio Station - "The Legend of Susan", "Our Struggle", "Caddy's Farm", "The Deceiver" and other classic dramas that are repeatedly replayed during holidays and never get tired of listening to them; that rural farming radio drama (written by an Earth writer) that is long and watery and adds many melodramatic elements also has a good market among urban residents who live far away from the countryside.
The radio station in the capital was interfered with by the "underground activity group" led by the young Brook, and could not push programs normally, but the Innadri radio station was not affected; starting from nine o'clock in the morning, the Innadri radio station inserted a "war news" every hour, repeatedly criticizing the shameless aggression of the Nosk Federation, and "real-time update" on what kind of preparations the three places under the rule of the Undead regime were making for the battle with the invaders...
For the vast majority of the citizens of the capital, no, for the vast majority of the people of the Rhine, war is a very distant and unfamiliar word... Although the Rhine Kingdom was almost destroyed two hundred years ago, for the common people who repeat their fathers' lives through intergenerational inheritance, their ancestors do not have the energy to pass on the memory of the past war to their descendants - that is something that only those who do not have to worry about their current lives are qualified to do.
But not understanding does not mean that the people of the Rhine are ignorant of the war. After all, this country is a hub of land trade routes and information is not isolated. The people of the Rhine have more or less some idea of how tragically Middle-earth was trampled upon by the Kenyan Empire.
The repeated news of Innadri Radio Station criticizing the invaders frightened countless Rhine citizens who listened to the radio; if the radio had not also been broadcasting passionately that the undead regime was actively making various preparations for war, some worried citizens might have started preparing to move to the countryside for refuge.
Thanks to the brilliant battle record of the Tarantan Undead, and the martial virtue of the Church of the Blazing Sun, which even had to send priests to negotiate peace with the Nightmare Butcher, the people of Rhineland, regardless of whether they are under the rule of the Undead regime or not, have great confidence in this "local warlord" who is not yet the only regime in their country...
Brook, disguised as an ordinary street boy, was squatting on the street side of a dilapidated apartment building and setting up a shoe-shining stall. During the whole afternoon, he heard countless passers-by discussing anxiously or optimistically whether the Nightmare Butcher could threaten the Storm Church like he forced the Sun Church to negotiate peace, and which side was more powerful, the invincible Undead Army or the Nosk Federation Army.
Brooke was enthusiastically soliciting shoe-shining business, with a more cheerful smile on her face.
After squatting on the street and observing the citizens of the capital for an entire afternoon, Brooke met with his companions at nightfall. He excitedly said to them, "No wonder Ms. Zhao told us to stay alert and treat the war of public opinion as an invisible war. This is indeed necessary!"
Those who came with Brook on the secret mission of the Royal Capital Order were all young people. Some were partners in Brook's former adventure group, and some were newcomers who joined after Brook became a part of the Undead regime.
A young man asked curiously, "War? Are we also participating in the war, like those soldiers who are qualified to go to the front line?"
"Of course!" Brooke nodded affirmatively, his eyes sparkling, and said firmly, "Sister Zhao once told me that when people can unite, even the weakest country will burst into powerful strength. But why is it always difficult for the citizens of many countries to unite, and there are always various disagreements and conflicts? Because the citizens of these countries are not truly united, people are just forced to accept different social divisions and forced to live in the same country and the same city."
Brooke noticed that his companions all looked puzzled or bewildered. The young man who had followed Zhao Zhenzhen the earliest immediately realized that his expression was too profound and his companions could not understand his thoughts.
After thinking for a while, the clever young man immediately changed his way of speaking and expressed his thoughts in words that were easier for his companions to understand: "Just like we and the citizens of the capital are all Rhine people, but how deep is the sense of identity between the citizens of the capital and us in this common identity of Rhine citizens? I know very well that there is not much. The only thing in common between us and the citizens of the capital is that we pay taxes to the same king."
"All Rhine people are like this. People in the capital think people from other territories are country bumpkins, and people in the northern part of Tachia think people in the southern part of Tachia are poor people from the mountains. Although we all have the common identity of 'Rhine citizens', deep down in our hearts, no one cares about the identity of 'Rhine citizens'."
"In the final analysis, we don't have deep feelings for the country of the 'Rhine Kingdom', because the masters of this country are the nobles and royal families who are very different from us. We are just slaves who pay taxes. Born as slaves, it's good enough to struggle to survive. Who cares about identity?"
The young people traveling with Brooke could understand these words.
After entering the undead regime, they had heard similar words many times from the clerk who taught them.
"I understand a little bit about what you want to say, Brook." The young man who was speaking seemed to have realized something, and his eyes lit up. "Ah, wait, I think I understand why we have to come to the capital to carry out this mission - so that's how it is!"
" What on earth are you talking about? Can't you just come straight to the point?" A freckled girl next to the young man asked in confusion, "Speaking of this mission, aren't we just here to cause some trouble for the royal family? What other meaning could it have?"
"That's right, but we're not just here to cause trouble for the royal family." Brooke said with a smile, "You should have noticed that the citizens of the capital believe that the Undead regime will fight to protect the Rhine Kingdom. Regardless of whether they believe that our army and our Undead Army can defeat the Nosk Federation, they believe that we will fight to protect the Rhine Kingdom. They have no doubt about it."
The freckled girl looked puzzled, then reacted and said with her hands covering her mouth: "Oh...that's right!"
Brook nodded vigorously and said happily: "This is a beginning. People will gradually realize that the country does not exist because of the royal family. People will slowly realize that those who protect the country and build the country are the masters of the country. The people of the capital and other territories will gradually realize this from today."
"That's right. Even if we don't specifically target the royal family, they will be abandoned and forgotten by people - and that's exactly what we are doing! We are doing such an amazing thing!" The young man clenched his fist excitedly and swung it vigorously.
These boys and girls, whose average age is less than 20 years old, are eager to become adults, do great things, and be recognized and praised by others. The adults are trapped in their inherent thinking and dare not challenge the symbol of authority - the Rhine royal family. In the eyes of these fearless boys and girls, they are not the kind of sacred existence that cannot be desecrated and can only be worshipped.
The realization that they were participating in such a remarkable invisible war made these young boys and girls extremely excited. If they were not worried about making noise and being discovered by others, they would have cheered on the spot.
"Ms. Zhao entrusted us with such an important task, so we must not let her down." Brooke suppressed his excitement and tried his best to keep a calm tone. "We will work overtime tonight to print out the flyers and distribute them in King Harbor West, South City, and West City as much as possible before dawn, so that the citizens will not be deceived by the newspapers printed tomorrow."
"OK!"
The boys and girls immediately got to work, energetically typeset the promotional content and printed flyers...
Of the six territories of the Rhine Kingdom, four are in the hands of the Undead regime, and the possibility of civil unrest due to the war atmosphere is very low.
The two northern leaders are out of reach for the time being, and the national team cannot afford to watch the royal capital, the central city of the kingdom with the largest permanent population and the highest population density, fall into chaos... High-ranking officials and nobles can die however they want, but they must find a way to stabilize the hearts of more than one million civilians.
The mission of Brook's "underground action team" is to cooperate with the Innadri Broadcasting Station to carry out propaganda work in the royal capital; as for such a small matter as digging up the ruling foundation of the royal family... it's just a side job.
Prince Hood, who had no idea that he was just an "accessory" in the eyes of others, placed .
The next morning, Prince Hood finally vented his anger after seeing the "pleasing" headlines on the front pages of several newly published newspapers.
The newspapers in the capital would certainly not go against the royal family. All the newspapers printed content that met the royal family's requirements on the most conspicuous front pages - they labeled the "Military Intelligence Bulletin" repeatedly reported by the Innadri Radio Station as slanderous words that distorted the facts and reversed right and wrong, and denounced the Undead regime as the shameless invaders, and praised the Nosk Federation for sending troops to help the Rhine Kingdom eliminate the "invaders".
Countless citizens of the capital spat out their breakfast milk after seeing the front page of today's newspaper.
Especially those middle-class people living in the outer part of the inner city and the East City, who were about to go to work or socialize after breakfast, stared in astonishment at the headlines in the newspapers that denounced the invasion of the Undead Regime and praised the "righteous act" of the Nosk Federation's military dispatch. At the same time, the radio was still transmitting the voice of the announcer of the Innadri Radio Station, righteously and passionately denouncing the Nosk Federation as an invader...
"Which one is the truth?!"
Prince Hood would certainly not publicize the dishonorable thing of spending a huge amount of money to ask "friendly countries for help". Although the middle class in the royal capital tried their best to imitate the upper-class life, they actually did not have the same information channels as the nobles, and had no idea how many major events had happened in the royal capital.
