"…Your Highness, what should we do?"

Facing his subordinates' anxious questions, Luo Zhengdao fell silent at this moment, feeling lost. His sinister plot against the goblins was naturally as insightful as ever. The appearance of those human slaves in the Sonlan River Delta was not a coincidence, but a conspiracy carefully planned by the goblins.

These human slaves are both cheap consumables needed for the fortress repair project, and also human shields to block foreign attacks. If these humans were massacred in the goblin concentration camp, even if the goblins have the ability to turn black and white, they cannot explain to the gods. However, on a battlefield where all situations are possible, not to mention the death of thousands or tens of thousands of human slaves, it is not worth a surprise that anything happened. After all, this is a war. How can there be no war in the world that does not hurt innocent people? The second empire of goblins is clearly not afraid of attacks by others. Anyway, as long as you dare to come, you can drive away human slaves as a meat shield to fight a war of attrition with you. No matter whether the result of the battle is lost or a win or not, from a strategic perspective, the goblins are invincible.

"Well, wait until I think about it, you guys will step down!"

After a while of hard thinking, Luo Zhengdao could only wave his hand with a dejected expression and notify his subordinates to leave. At this time, Vina Dubov saw him sitting on the sofa frowning and whispered:

"Will, it's not your fault."

Hearing the sound, he squeezed out a bitter smile. Luo Zhengdao shook his head slightly and said:

"It's indeed not my fault that this situation happened, but as the Regent, I have to do something, right? Yes, I know that I can't move around now, and the goblins are not afraid of war. They may still be looking forward to me to go! I feel very uncomfortable."

Luo Zhengdao expressed his inner entanglement and unwillingness, and his stern face also calmed down slightly. Vina Dubov looked at him with sympathy and leaned closer and said:

"Then what are you going to do?"

When Luo Zhengdao sighed, he was still frustrated and said:

"Oh, I'm thinking! It's okay, you go back and rest first! I'll think about it carefully."

There is a motto in the old world that military is an extension of politics, and only things that diplomats cannot get at the negotiating table need to be fought for with cannons. Therefore, means such as peaceful evolution have always been a very cost-effective soft knife.

After pondering until midnight, he suddenly remembered the state of the old world's demons dancing. A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Luo Zhengdao's mind, which was originally chaotic.

Admittedly, violence can destroy problems, but it cannot solve them. Faced with the difficult trouble of throwing rats and being afraid to provoke three battles due to the huge threat of mushroom bullets to wash the floor, how did the big gangsters in the old world do it?

Realizing that he could bleed by a soft knife under the goblin, Luo Zhengdao didn't have time to be happy for too long, another opposite idea immediately emerged in his mind, playing public opinion propaganda? Do you want to engaging in public opinion propaganda in places where illiterate people are everywhere? Isn't this funny? I can't help but complain about himself. Luo Zhengdao was indeed a little embarrassed at this time. He couldn't help but sweat, almost forgot that the situation in the new world is not comparable to the post-industrial earth. Without the demand for the quality of workers in industrialization, the illiteracy rate in the new world is so high that it makes people desperate. One hundred people are randomly selected among ordinary humans, ninety-nine are illiterate, and the remaining guy can spell hundreds of words with conjecture and guessing that even a more educated intellectual is considered a more cultural intellectual.

Propaganda work is an important position. If you give up this position, the enemy will come to occupy it. To be honest, Luo Zhengdao no longer remembers who said this, but it makes sense. He savored it for a long time and hit the table suddenly. Grandma, whoever says he can't accept information if he can't read it. We have a picture to speak, no, it's a propaganda comic.

The primary tool for intelligent creatures to understand the world is vision. In addition to languages ​​that cannot be preserved, the original cultural carriers were only pictures drawn by stroke. Pictures can be said to be the most primitive form of all characters. Whether they are letters in pure pinyin or pictograms with phonetic and meaning, the ancestors had to trace back to those pictures and words that were like simple strokes. Later, in order to save trouble, people gradually abstracted into simple abstract letters and symbols. As long as a person is not a blind man or an idiot, give him a picture and guess it can understand the meaning.

"What? Use paper to print pictures? Your Highness, this is very difficult!"

In the new world of underdeveloped civilian technology, discussing printing and fantasy is a level of challenge. Parchment books that can be called valuables are handwritten and hand-picked books, and each book can be called an exquisite craft. Although arcanes have the magic of quickly copying books, the problem is that the rich people who can hire them to make batches out of their own pockets are probably not easy to find.

Popular printing technology that does not rely on extraordinary power is a by-product of Luo Zhengdao's research after inventing papermaking, and it is just the simplest and basic woodblock printing technology. Carve the intimate text that needs printing content on a flat wooden board, then brush it with ink, cover the paper on the woodblock and pat it with a soft cloth, and carefully peel it off to make a printed book page. Wooden movable type seems to be advanced than woodblock printing and much cheaper, but the problem of woodblocking type is easy to break and deform is an unavoidable stubborn problem. The printing effect is not very beautiful, and it is difficult to open up the reading market in the upper class. Wooden printing is rather clumsy, and all the letters of the book page content must be carved on the wooden board. However, the work is relatively simple, and ordinary craftsmen can also do it, so the printmaking is much more complicated.

When I proposed my own plan in front of my subordinates, I naturally considered the technical difficulties in the morning. Luo Zhengdao smiled confidently at the meeting and said:

"The engraved plate is not suitable for large-scale printing. Yes, we will use more advanced printing technology this time, lithographic printing."

It is obviously impossible to associate stone with printing in the common word of the New World. You must know that these are completely different things!

Not to mention others who don’t know how to do it, for the first time I heard the Regent’s request, the foreman in the printing workshop, who was skilled and not very flexible, also looked at Luo Zhengdao with a dull look, and he murmured:

"Stone seal? Your Majesty, are you talking about printing with stone? How is this possible?"

Papermaking was "re-invented" by Luo Zhengdao in the new world. It was only three or four years later. The time for woodblock printing was even shorter, and many derivatives had not yet been fully developed.

Before there was no cheap carrier, who could have thought of such a bad money-related act of using expensive parchment paper to draw such a bad money. I guess the day after the idea came up with this hare, my father would have to be thrown out of the doorstep with his face and his collar and let him fend for himself. It's really a superb prodigal son!

Although he was a little depressed by the curious eyes of everyone, Luo Zhengdao was embarrassed and explained with a bright smile:

"Don't worry, I will guide you throughout the process. Let's start working now!"

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The low sound of breaking through the air in the night sky came, and two-winged pirate fighter jets whizzed past the airspace at a height of 500 yards from the ground, followed by snow-filled flyers that drifted like snow to sprinkle the entire Blue River Delta.

These black and white comics, which are only the size of a palm, draw in simple brushstrokes the goblin army burning human homes, human slaves wearing wooden shackles walk into concentration camps, bone-filled mass graves and horror scenes of human corpses feeding monsters. Although there is no letter on the entire leaflet, the message it conveys has been fully understood by the audience. Those human slaves who were already insensible under enslavement secretly hid and circulated the poster. When the goblins and human traitors are not paying attention, they look at them with resentment, and the fire of hatred fills the hearts of the slaves.

As the saying goes, if you can't broom, the dust won't run away by itself. No matter how sharp the pen is, it can't be written. Zhuge Liang scolds Wang Lang to death, which is just an artistic fiction of the novel. It's too treacherous to deal with the powerful goblin Second Empire, hoping that the propaganda offensive can work. If justice must win, why do you need the army?

He is very clear about the principle that both hands must be grasped and both hands must be hard. While Luo Zhengdao tried to make things difficult for the green skins, he did not forget to find another way out and find powerful foreign players to help.

"Black Dragon? Your Highness, the black dragon is the most evil dragon, they are unreasonable."

If the idiom "Wai with Hupi" is translated into a new world and used to cooperate with the black dragon, the meaning will be almost the same. The subordinates are almost shocked by Luo Zhengdao, who is very enlightened. His Majesty's thinking is too broad!

Although others were looking at him with a surprised look at the madman, Luo Zhengdao did not feel crazy at all, spread his hands and said:

"Why not? Even a poisonous snake can be used to guard the treasure chest. Those black dragons are not idiots. Evil nature is not a big problem. Isn't that bastard Najaf a more evil bastard? Now he is also standing in the same camp with us. Remember, morality is fake, slogans are fake, but interests must be real. As long as the black dragon can understand what I say, it is the object of persuasion. If these big reptiles really cannot convince them with words, then I have other ways to reason with them."

The dragon clan in the New World has five categories, divided into dozens of different dragon species. As for the non-pure-blood offspring produced by the hybrid hybrid of the pure-blooded dragon clan and other creatures, the number is so large that it is impossible to count.

Among the pure-blooded dragons, the evil five-colored dragon is the most feared by other intelligent races. If you ask, the reason is not complicated. First, the number of five-colored dragons is more than other dragon species. Second, they believe in evil philosophy have a strong pursuit of material desires. Greed often prompts these big guys to leave their nests to attack or blackmail other races. It goes without saying how bad the reputation of these natural professional hooligans and villains is. In taverns everywhere, the bards who play piano and sing poems are over and over again. The stories of the brave dragon slaying are usually played by the negative characters.

By comparison, metal dragons have much better reputation than five-colored dragons, while other dragon species are very uncommon. So when people talk about giant dragons, they will always subconsciously think of the hideous five-colored dragon.
Chapter completed!