"Compatriots! We cannot rage blindly! We need swift, decisive action!
First, we must telegraph the entire Confederation! Let our voice reach every corner of the Confederation! We must carry our voice to Vienna! To Berlin! To Munich! To Dresden! To Hanover!
Let every German know that we are their unyielding brothers! We need their help! And in helping us, they are helping themselves!
If the Danes can colonize us today, who knows whether tomorrow it will be their turn? The German Nation has reached its most perilous hour! We must join hands!"
The crowd kept swelling as people shouted loudly.
"That's right! Let all Germans unite! We're going to the telegraph office right now! We absolutely cannot let those bastards stop us from sending telegrams!"
"Yes! Let's go together!"
"Together!"
Leon Stein drew a deep breath. These lines all felt strangely familiar to him, but this time, he could sense that the people's attitude had become more resolute, more hard-line.
But some things had to be said upfront.
"Second!" Leon Stein raised his voice. "We must issue the sternest protest to the Danish government! We demand that the Danish government provide an explanation and punish those responsible! We demand that those who treat us like black slaves in a colony publicly apologize!"
The furious crowd was somewhat baffled by this, though some who did not want matters to spiral too far breathed a sigh of relief.
In truth, quite a number of people still believed the king was good, merely misled by wicked ministers.
Some of them were naive and kind-hearted; others were motivated by their own interests. After all, Germans and Danes had intermarried for centuries, and there were no few Germans working for the Danish government. In fact, as German influence had grown in recent years, intermarriage and