As we all know, words can be faked.

There is a classic old saying in the world where the barrage is located, there is a picture to have the truth, and if you don't have a picture, you can send it.

Text-only newspapers are inexpensive, can be easily mass-produced and spread quickly.

But words alone are like making Terenus so angry that his blood pressure soars? I'm afraid it's not that easy.

Therefore, before the launch of the silver monthly, Salian started to use his crooked brains, intending to enhance the persuasiveness of the newspaper by combining pictures and texts, and further emphasize authenticity.

To this end, he asked the Royal Arcane Society through Kael'thas for several mages who specialized in spell portraits.

There are ready-made ideas provided by the barrage, and after a few days of hard work, the photographers who already have the foundation in this area and are only short of the key inspiration have successfully reproduced Sarren's idea.

After the photo is completed, the next photo reproduction is simple, it is nothing more than spending more manpower and materials.

After instructing the Silvermoon Weekly editorial board to proceed as planned, Salain took the time to welcome Onyxia's return and thank her for capturing the three Dreadlords.

Oney Syadam immediately hit the snake with the stick, and wrapped it around Saljan like a boneless beautiful snake to ask for a reward, so that Valeera on the side could see her blood pressure rise.

Salajan was frustrated by the overly active Onexia, and curled his finger and flicked it on her forehead.

"Don't make a fuss, we're still busy."

Onexia rubbed her forehead unwillingly: "Okay, count what you owe me." ”

Under the resolute command of Sarjan, the newspaper, which was supported by the state organs, operated efficiently, and the final preparations were completed in the afternoon of the same day.

A large number of newspapers were distributed to the newspaperboys of various countries who had already been recruited, and the first issue of the silver monthly weekly newspaper spread rapidly in the capitals of each kingdom.

Far away in Stormwind, in the southern part of the continent, King Varian Ureon also got a freshly baked newspaper.

Varian was intrigued by this new media product, and his eyes were immediately drawn to the color photographs that were placed in the most prominent places.

"Peng!"

Enraged, Varian subconsciously punched the desk and immediately stood up from his seat.

"How can this be true? This...... Is this true? ”

"His Majesty Terenus's most trusted royal advisor is actually the Dreadlord in disguise?!"

Similar scenes have appeared in the royal palaces of the major kingdoms one after another, and Lordaeron, as the person concerned, is naturally no exception.

"Presumptuous! This is slander...... Ahem! ”

When Terenus saw the names on the chests of the three Dreadlords, his face flushed.

"What about the Portmans?! Call him to me at once, and I will refute this ridiculous statement...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Infuriated, Terenus revived his old illness, and the court physicians who had been waiting by him hurried forward to provide treatment.

Lordaeron's ministers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally an old minister with white hair came out to reply.

"Your Majesty, Portman...... You sent to Dalaran to inform the Prince of Arthas. ”

"What about the others!"

Terenus roared violently, "It's only been a few days from Lordaeron to Laran, he ...... Ahem! Why is there no news at all! ”

"Alsace has already arrived at Tarenmere with the army, and Portman's shit is working...... Ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

'Huh~'

Some of the ministers were disdainful of Terenus's inward-looking demeanor, and they could already see the panic in the old king's eyes.

Apparently, Terenus was aware of the seriousness of the problem.

However, no matter what the truth of the facts is, this kind of thing cannot be admitted, otherwise where will he put his face on Terenus, and how will he order the unification of the seven kingdoms of mankind in the future.

Just when many ministers were panicking, a middle-aged diplomat with a dignified appearance stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, we have just received a 'gift' from the Embassy of Quel'Thalas."

The face of the middle-aged diplomat changed drastically, and he reached out to grab him, but unfortunately he couldn't.

The diplomat who walked out of the queue showed a sheathed gem dagger in his hand to everyone present.

"Hiss ~ this is ......"

The faces of many ministers changed drastically, and they all recognized the origin of this short sword.

It was a royal symbol that Terrenus had given to Nigel Portman's advisor not long ago, and it was the last insurance against Arthas's refusal to obey the declaration as a prince, and it would not be used easily.

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

The fig leaf that he had tried to cover up was uncovered by his own people, and Terenus was furious, coughing speechlessly and suddenly fainting on the throne.

There was a flurry of chickens and dogs in the palace chamber, and it was not easy to send the fainted Terenus back to the palace to recuperate.

The ministers who remained in the chamber were panicked, and some of them were nervously whispering to each other about how to deal with the crisis.

Others glared angrily at the diplomat who had detonated the explosives, accusing him of not exposing the scandal to his face, and that he should have privately told the king about it.

The middle-aged diplomat shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively: "Does it make sense?" You don't think that these so-called newspapers will only circulate in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, do you? ”

"Your Majesty's expression of Tyrenus has changed in everyone's eyes, what's the use of coming to cover your ears and steal the bell now? It's better to simply lift the lid and discuss how to come up with follow-up countermeasures. ”

"This ......"

"Makes sense, but ...... Hey~"

The white-haired old man, who was the head of the Wenchen, sighed with a depressed expression: "Quel'Salas, what a vicious method. ”

"If this kind of intelligence dissemination channel, called a newspaper, is used well, international public opinion will be completely in their hands...... Our Majesty and we underestimate the new Sun King. ”

"Prime Minister, what are we going to do next?"

"Quel'Thalas can do it, I don't believe Lordaeron can't do it, isn't it just a newspaper? Let's get a copy too. ”

"Nonsense!"

The white-haired old man known as the prime minister shouted angrily in displeasure: "Let's not talk about the others, are you sure we can make that kind of photo picture?" ”

"Quel'Salas has made a model, and the combination of pictures and texts can win people's trust."

"Without the evidence of the images, people who read the newspaper will subconsciously doubt the authenticity of the newspaper we publish, and even if the newspaper is run it will not meet the original expectations, and in the end it may only be in vain."

The white-haired prime minister saw through Quel'Salas's plan to seize the upper hand in public opinion at a glance, and accurately understood the biggest problem that the forces that would later start the newspaper would face.

To put it simply, as the first force to open a newspaper, Quel'Salas set a benchmark for this emerging industry, and newspapers that do not meet the standards will naturally not be able to stand on the same level as Quel'Salas to compete for the right to speak in public opinion.

The barrage once said something.

A true sentence is transmitted, and a false transmission is passed on to ten thousand books.

Is it difficult to achieve the technique of arcane photography?

At least it's not that difficult for Quel'Thalas, and with Lordaeron's background, it's not impossible to achieve at some cost.

However, the Royal Arcane Society of Quel'Salas, which had already had a foundation, was stunned and did not think of applying the photographic technique to the picture.

Can this be said that the mages of the Royal Arcane Society are stupid?

Of course not, it's just that they haven't been able to change their mindset to think about it.

As Kael'thas progressed in the use of arcane photographic technology, he issued a stern order forbidding anyone to take the information out of the Silver Moon and the Royal Academy of Sciences.

This would delay the grasp of critical information by other countries as much as possible, and buy enough time for Quel'Thalas to take control of public opinion.

"Hey~"

Prime Minister Luo Danlun sighed deeply: "One step slow, one step slow." ”

"The top priority is to cure His Majesty's relapsed old disease, as for the army at the front, ......"

The Prime Minister paused: "Let them stay in Talummir for the time being, and wait until His Majesty wakes up to make a decision." ”

The veteran prime minister is well aware of Terenus's perverted desire for control, and he will not allow anyone to make decisions for him, and those who violate them will inevitably be severely punished.

"But this ......"

A senior military attache of Lordaeron said with a sad face: "In case the fighter plane is delayed......"

The prime minister waved his hand: "This issue is not something we can control, so there is no need to talk about it." ”

"If anyone doesn't believe in evil, even if you can try, don't blame me for not reminding you afterwards."

Walking out of the palace tremblingly, the old prime minister looked at the bustling Lordaeron Royal City, and felt a little depressed.

'Your Majesty, if you had been willing to listen to me and not be so eager to achieve quick results when annexing Alterac, perhaps Lordaeron's internal and external difficulties would not be so serious now. ’