Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

"That's the Norsk Federation!"

In a members-only salon on the busiest commercial street in Dongcheng District, Wangdu, a man with neatly combed hair and wearing a men's suit jacket angrily slapped the newspaper on the coffee table and complained to his companions dissatisfiedly: " What is the royal family thinking about inviting such a robber to the house?"

"Isn't that right? The Otis family has just moved out. If it wasn't for the guys from 'Southern' who happened to take over the Otis collar, we might not know about the robbers who came to the door." Another A middle-aged man who was also dressed in men's suits answered the conversation full of complaints.

"What a ghost, is it because of this that the Otis family ran away early?"

"Who knows what's going on in Otisland? Can the people from the 'South' stop the Norsks? Are the news from the Inadrian radio station credible?"

"It is said that King Harbor saw the fleet coming from Innadli yesterday, but those crew members don't know the situation downstream..."

"It's too bad, our company still has a batch of goods sent to Norsk that haven't been sent..."

Most of these membership-based salons have a few noble members, but obviously, the noble members do not need to come to the salon to meet up and exchange information... The nobles will not deliberately deal with truly private and important matters. Go to public places to communicate.

At this moment, the gentlemen who rushed to the party early in the morning are just the middle class who seem to be very close to the "upper class", but are actually closer to the bottom.

The undead regime in the south and the royal family in the capital are engaged in a public opinion war. Although these middle-class elites who stand out from the common people do not have the information channels of the "upper circle", they have vaguely interpreted a very bad and dangerous atmosphere... Cut To be precise, it is a sense of crisis that is closely related to one's own job.

The royal family is completely torn apart from the south side!

Even the "good neighbor" of the Norsk Federation, which is usually avoided by the eastern countries, is invited to enter the country. The royal family obviously does not intend to make false claims this time, and is going to meet the undead regime bayonet!

This terrible premonition of crisis made the middle class in the royal capital more restless than the threat of war.

The so-called ass decides the head. Although the middle class in the capital did not have the opportunity to come into contact with the masterpieces of a certain boss on the earth plane, the essence of these middle class people is still exactly the same as the petty bourgeoisie on the earth plane, and they all have the unique weakness of this class. and Compromise - more fearful of turmoil and change than the ruling class, and opposed to any social change that would negatively affect their own property.

The middle class of the royal capital who was born dependent on the nobles, who depend on managing property for the nobles and providing professional services for the nobles, hates the undead regime that threatens the status of the nobles; but if the royal family becomes hardened and fights against the undead regime, the target of their resentment will turn to the royal family.

Wouldn't it be good for everyone to sit down and play political games like civilized people? Why not bet on "National Luck" if you have nothing to do?It's fine if you win, but if you lose, don't you want everyone to be buried with you!

Thinking of the nobles who were hanged and their homes ransacked in the three southern collars, the middle class would pull their hair with worry—if the nobles in the capital were also given a razor by the undead regime, I don’t know how many of these gentlemen present would want unemployment!

Of course, it is absolutely unacceptable to resent the royal family for nothing, so these middle-class gentlemen can only complain that the royal family has found an unreliable bandit friend... Anyway, the Norsk Federation is known for its domineering robbers. Everyone knows.

The middle class only dare to go around and complain about the royal family, but the citizens of the royal capital are not so "gentle".

If the news released by the "Talantan faction" that "an enemy is invading us, and we are organizing a counterattack" made the atmosphere in the capital suddenly tense and countless citizens feel uneasy, the royal mouthpiece will wantonly "refute the rumor" in the newspaper. "Allied nations enter the country to suppress rebellion", which makes countless citizens feel absurd.

In the civilian neighborhoods of Xicheng District and Nancheng District, Bar Street and Sailor’s District in the West District of Kingsport, countless citizens walked out of their homes in annoyance, gathered with people they knew well, and criticized the absurd reports in the newspapers.

Brooke, who was squatting on the side of the street opposite the Wangdu Broadcasting Building, was setting up a shoe-shine stall. Early in the morning, he saw nearby residents gathering at the tavern at the end of the street; Leaflets accusing the royal family of a bad idea.

"I've never heard of asking robbers to come to my house to help deal with my family! His Majesty the King is still a follower of the Nightmare Butcher!"

"I don't want to be told that we Rhines have become Norsks as soon as we go out one day!"

"The royal family is really confused. Don't they know how domineering the Norsk Federation is?"

"What will we do when the Church of the Storm comes? Do we have to pay two tithes at the same time! Our family can't afford it!"

"Isn't the great priest of the Gold Coin Church also in our capital, why don't you care about this matter?"

"The undead of Tarantan should hurry up and drive away those Norsk people!"

Brook, who eavesdropped with his ears upright, kept his face sullen to keep his emotions from showing.

The undead regime and the royal family compete for the dominance of the country, who wins and who loses, the citizens of the capital are not very concerned-this alien world, no, even in many countries and regions on the earth, there is no such thing as "everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country". "This kind of traditional martial arts.

But the citizens of the capital don't care who the state power belongs to, but they care very much about whether their own interests are affected!

The leaflets distributed by the underground activity group stayed up all night, aiming at the interests and positions of the citizens, and thoughtfully calculated for the citizens a very simple account that even children can't make mistakes:

The domineering of the Norsk Federation is well known. If they come to help you fight the war, will they pack up their things and leave honestly after the fight?Surely not.

The Norsk Federation is the federation of the Church of the Storms, and the Church of the Storms needs to collect church taxes; if the Church of the Storms does not plan to fight head-on with the Church of Gold Coins, or if there is no result in the short-term fight, then the Rhines will have to pay two tithes .

And the undead regime does not collect additional taxes!

As soon as the newspaper is published, the small accounts are settled, and the citizens of the capital who don't care who wins and loses in the fight between the gods have to be agitated...

When there is no choice, the people will have to hold their noses and accept whatever policies the royal family, which is the symbol of the country’s supreme power, come up with; but if there is a new choice, and this new choice is more willing to be a human being, then the people will choose Which side is self-evident.

"The people, the most resilient and inclusive group, are willing to endure injustice as long as less is taken from them so they can survive."

Brook looked at the citizens who could only express their anger on the street, but could not take any practical actions to protect their own interests, silently recalling the knowledge that Zhao Zhenzhen instilled in him.

"But if you change to the middle class, nobles, and royal family, let alone take less things from them, just let them take less things that don't belong to them, they will be furious, and they will try their best to oppose you , and even destroy you."

Brook turned his head silently and looked in the direction of the palace.

Naturally, he couldn't see the palace from his position, and he could only see the high inner city wall with all his eyesight.

The palace is still behind the high inner city walls.

The inner city wall that seemed untouchable and unattainable in the past, in Brooke's vision, overlapped with the outer wall of the clubhouse that once trapped him in a trance.

Brook felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't have the idea of ​​escaping. He just stared at the wall quietly.

That bad memory made Brooke hurt a lot, but after being picked up by the undead, and after learning from Ms. Analyze and deduce how to eliminate as much as possible the evil cave that should not exist.

"To change this country, and to change this world, we must gain the support and approval of more people. Fortunately, most of the people can win over to our side Come, fairness, order, stability, give these royals and nobles what they want to trample on, and people will be satisfied."

Brook murmured in a low voice what Zhao Zhenzhen had taught him, and the tall inner city wall became clear in his sight, without double shadows.

Brook let out a breath, turned his head again, and looked at the more and more citizens gathered at the end of the street.

Brooke, who has experienced the darkness to the bone, does not think that these people who have been kept in the dark are superficial and stupid; those who are desperate and unable to change the status quo are qualified to vent their emotions, even if the way of venting may seem a bit embarrassing.

"It doesn't matter... soon, everyone can feel at ease."

Brooke murmured silently.

The city hall is not willing to really mess up the royal capital. The royal family "cooperates" with the propaganda work to tear up their faces and expose their ugly faces, so that the real "news from the front line" can be released.

On August 1033, [-] in the new calendar, twelve o'clock at noon.

The Royal House of the Rhine and the General of the Federal Vanguard "lost contact" for more than [-] hours. Feeling uneasy, Prince Hood went directly to the Privy Council of the Royal Palace to wait for the telegram ahead. Nadri Radio Station sent out a broadcast that shocked the whole country.

Hmm... not only shocked the entire Rhineland.

The broadcast signal of the Innadril Radio Station can almost cover the eastern part of the continent, even the countries in the south of Middle-earth, the Principality of Shiga separated by Tarantan, and the Sokri Empire separated by the Sorensen Mountains. Theoretically speaking, it should have shocked the neighboring countries in the eastern and southeastern parts of the Nabalon continent.

"Now, a newsletter is inserted. Our reporter sent a telegram from the front. The [-] federal army of the Norsk Federation who invaded our country has been wiped out! Repeat, the [-] army of the Norsk Federation has been wiped out!"

"A good friend of the Rhineland people, our Tarantan undead army captured XX officers and XXX non-commissioned officers of the coalition army alive, and the number of captured soldiers is being counted..."

His Royal Highness, who was in the outer hall of the palace and heard the broadcast for the first time, pouted on the spot.

Prince Hood, who was urging the Privy Council to continue sending telegrams, learned the bad news from the sweaty butler about ten minutes late, and slid off the chair clutching his chest.

In Wangdu City, Xicheng District, Nancheng District, Wangwanggang West District and other urban areas, after the news was broadcast, there were enthusiastic cheers...

In the church area, in the cathedral of the Gold Coin Church, Priest Atwood, who was enraged by the betrayal of the Rhine royal family after reading the newspaper in the morning, his ashen face disappeared after hearing the "news from the front line".

"very good."

Priest Atwood stood up with a smile on his face, ordered the priest to prepare the carriage, and he wanted to go to the palace himself.

Priest Atwood was unwilling to intervene in the infighting of the Rhine royal family and even the king being placed under house arrest. Church property and tithe taxes are not affected, and the Church of Gold Coins is not keen on meddling in politics.

But since Prince Hood and the eldest prince committed such abominable acts of betrayal that despise the Gold Coin Church, this kind of betrayal is useless, and they were slapped in the face by the undead regime in a blink of an eye. up!

And just when this broadcast was broadcast, the high-ranking priests of the Gold Coin Church, who only had interests in their eyes, came to intervene in person... The Tarantan undead army & the Rhine People's Army on the front line had already counterattacked into North the night before. gram federation.

At this time, the mighty, unorganized and undisciplined undead army has already entered the hinterland of the Principality of Lionel...