C295 Xiao Letian's War of Public Opinion

The Thames River slowly flowed through the London area. Day after day, it continued to pay attention to the bustling cities on both sides of the river. It was a testament to the decline and prosperity of the British Isles.

The current Britain was in the Victorian era, which was revered by the history world. This was the most glorious era in Britain.

Britain was the first place where the Industrial Revolution originated. It was the financial center of Europe at that time, with colonies all over the world delivering countless amounts of wealth. National pride had reached the peak of history.

"The plains of the North America and the Russia are our cornfields; Chicago and Odessa are our granary; Canada and the Baltic are our forest grounds; Australia and Western Asia have our sheep pasture; Argentina and the western plains of the North America have our cattle; the Peru brought its silver; South Africa and Australia's gold flows to London; Indians and Chinese people grow our tea leaves; our coffee, sugar cane and spice plantations are all over the Indian Islands; Spain and France are our vineyards; the Mediterranean Sea is our orchard; our cotton fields, which have long been growing in the southern United States, are now extending to all warm regions of the Earth …"

It was a very rich picture of flowers in brocade and cooking oil, and the English who lived in this period were undoubtedly happy, and the pride of John the Bull was in plain view during this period.

If you don't believe in the pride of the British, you can just stroll along the banks of the Thames River and look at the elegant manners of the English gentlemen.

But today, when the reporters on both sides of the Thames River shouted, the whole of London burst into an uproar. John the Ox-Head who was pretending to be calm immediately took out his money to buy the newspapers.

"Outside, number..." The latest report from the Thames, a mysterious group of Chinese officer stationed in the hamburger, a low-key East Asian Prime Minister sneaking into France... Besanthus suffered a crushing defeat overnight! "

With a boom, the crowd completely exploded. They looked at each other in dismay and did not dare to believe their own ears.

"Stop, what did you say? A war between China and France? Intrusion on French soil... "Hurry, hurry, hurry up and give me a newspaper …"

Before he could take out the money, he saw countless hands stretching out from around him, snatching and snatching away all the newspapers carried by the newsboy. The newsboy's pockets were stuffed with shining coins, and the child was laughing so hard that his eyes could no longer be seen.

"Oh, God, how can English gentlemen forget to line up!" Those who did not buy the newspapers were indignant.

"Don't worry, sir. Today, the Thames newspaper has been increased by three times. Very soon, new newsboys will come to sell it …" Speaking of which, the child wearing a peaked cap spoke mysteriously to the man who didn't buy any newspapers.

"Don't worry, sir, if you give me a few shillings, I'll tell you a secret!"

Before the newspaper boy finished speaking, a handful of coins had already been stuffed into his palm. The happy newspaper boy quickly whispered, "Sir, this newspaper is only the first of a series of reports. Even more explosive news will be released this noon and evening.

God, the Thames actually gave three issues a day? What kind of heavyweight news was going on? Forget it, I'm not going home. Today, I'll be bathing in a coffee shop on the street.

It was obvious that the reporter's shout today was not exaggerated at all. When countless gentlemen opened the newspaper, a few large photos appeared in front of them, and everyone sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw it.

In the middle of the picture was a burning building, half of it had collapsed. In between the camera and the flames, a group of tall figures were standing, and although it was just a side face, everyone could tell that it was the face of the Asian.

"Oh God, oh God... It really is the Asian, why are their clothes so familiar? God, isn't that the blue uniform of the North American government? Why are they wearing this group of Asian s? "

The Chinese in the photo had a determined look in their eyes, and they didn't have that pig-like braid.

At the bottom of the photo, a row of words appeared before everyone's eyes. 'France's Besanthus City Council was attacked by the Chinese Army three nights ago and turned into ruins. Besanthus Camp was destroyed, and the battalion commander was killed...'

It was too shocking. The whole of London went silent at this moment. No one dared to believe their eyes. The Besanthus was conquered by a group of Chinese Army? Even the council had collapsed?

What kind of joke was this, how could the Chinese cross the ocean to attack the France? Even if the attack had landed, it should have caused a ruckus in the coastal cities. He went straight to the Farrell border.

After a short pause, the English gentlemen began to look down carefully, not daring to drop a single letter, lest they miss something important.

Unfortunately, this newspaper seemed to be specifically designed to keep people in suspense, so he didn't finish his sentence. He used the largest amount of space to put up a few pictures of the Besanthus's burn and the photos of the Chinese Army's march. He then briefly introduced the situation, not explaining the cause and effect at all.

"Nonsense!" "What kind of news is this? It's too irresponsible, he didn't even say anything!" Countless indignant readers almost flipped the table over. Everyone felt as if they were raising countless little kittens as they scratched their hearts with their claws.

However, anger could not solve the problem. Right now, the communication system in Europe was like this, the telegraph network had not completely covered every city, and the news had spread so quickly, it was useless even if they were anxious.

Londoner, who put down the newspaper, started to gather together and discuss. They knew that Thames was a strict publication and would definitely not cause any farce during April Fool's Day. It seemed like the tragedy in Besanthus was 100% real.

"This bunch of damned Chinese, have they forgotten all the lessons from six years ago? "How dare they attack the civilized nations of Europe? These thugs should be hanging from the street lamps …"

"Napoleon III will definitely be enraged this time. The families of the war maniacs will definitely not take this lying down. It seems that war is inevitable …"

"That's right, we should teach these eastern barbarians a lesson. We, British Navy, cannot fall behind, we should take the initiative and attack like we did six years ago, and attack the Da Gu Kou once again, and attack the capital of China …"

The streets were filled with British citizens who were all talking animatedly. It seemed that they had eaten a sweet meal during their battle with the Great Qing Empire. If they were to fight again, they would be able to tear off another piece of fat.

Just as the crowd was in high spirits and the needle was approaching noon, the cries of a newspaper boy suddenly sounded out on the street once again.

"Latest news, latest news... The reason for the war was clear. The French had imprisoned the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu, Xiao Letian, without permission. "At present, the Chinese Prime Minister is seriously injured. It is unknown whether he is alive or not …"

His words were like a ladle of cold water being poured into a hot pot of oil. The entire street was suddenly in an uproar. Countless well-dressed gentlemen rushed out from countless bars, restaurants and cafes.

The head page, Xiao Letian's chest, which had a bayonet stuck in his chest, was fixed in front of everyone's eyes. The numbered, bloody picture of the bayonet produced in France was also put on. Although it was a series of black and white photos, the blood-dripping effect was very good.

"Xiao Letian, American Chinese, Christian, returned to the Qing Empire in 1864 … "Within the Qing Empire, Xiao Letian spared no effort to promote natural science and technology as well as writing a book《 Journey to the West》 and claiming to be the best promotional person in Western Studies》 …"

"In Ryukyu, Xiao Letian encountered the massacre of Chinese people by a hundred thousand Japanese thugs. He personally entered the battlefield to organize a battle with the citizens. And was subsequently conferred the title of the kingdom's first prime minister by the Ryukyu … "

This time, the Thames reported everything. The Master of Western Studies's Master of Western Studies, the American Chinese people were also a teacher, the number one prime minister of the Ryukyu Kingdom, and he had even personally presided over a large-scale plan of the Industrial Zones.

Even if these halos were placed on the body of a European, he would already be regarded as a great statesman. Now that all of these honors were focused on a Chinese, the shocking news made Londoner speechless.

"My God, is the Frenchman crazy? How can you imprison a politician? And trying to kill him? Even if he had smuggled French territory without permission, was he still the Prime Minister with diplomatic immunity? "

"From the looks of it, Besanthus's battle is the result of the Prime Minister's Guard's forceful rescue. "This way, everything will make sense …"

It has to be said that the British people at this time were reasonable. Although they were a little unhelpful in facing the choice between France and China, when the Chinese came up with more and more plausible reasons, the John Ox would not stand up for the French.

The newspaper practitioners of this era had already begun to take the role of the media personnel of the later generations. They were no longer just collecting the news and printing it out in a silly manner. They were beginning to have the awareness to move their readers' emotions.

No matter how shocking the news was, they could not just throw it out. They had to keep the readers in suspense and release it bit by bit. They even had to deliberately make a few big emotional changes.

The first thing to do was to induce the readers to think in one direction. When their emotions were very dry, they would make a mental turn and completely overturn their previous speculation. This way, the news would be enhanced and then enhanced, making it hard for people to forget.

The British weren't the only ones who were stunned. The whole of Europe had exploded into discussion, from the south to the north, from the east to the west, all countries that owned newspapers had articles written by Leo. The conflict between the East Asian Prime Minister and the France had become the focus of everyone's attention.

Of course, Xiao Letian had given suggestions for this public opinion battle. When he explained his plan for the public opinion battle to Leo and the Prussian intelligence agencies, everyone was dumbfounded.

Especially Lei Ao. He even whispered to Xiao Letian, "In the beginning, I didn't believe that you were a Chinese American. But today, I finally understand. I am sure that under your attack, France's national image will collapse like an avalanche... "