One day, everyone from Manila came to the port to cheer,

Standing next to the regiment leader, Oda's face was full of excitement,

Because he could finally see the rumored Emperor Ming,

The war horse got off the ship, followed by countless soldiers, surrounding him,

Sitting above, Lu Yan was wearing a red robe and waving around with a smile on his face.

Apart from slaves, the only people left in Manila were the Tang people.

They are the real owners here,

If the Owari Corps hadn't wiped out 40,000 black slaves, resulting in a shortage of labor, he wouldn't have come here to appease everyone, because the samurai also need rewards.

The commotion in South Asia has been a bit annoying recently, why not transfer them there!

Thinking about it, a warm smile appeared on Lu Yan's face,

Staring at Lu Yan, Oda couldn't help but record this picture in his mind, and asked the painter to record it when he returned.

A thousand years later, a descendant of the Oda family, who owned a vast land, opened the memoirs of his ancestor.

Only then can I see the grace of the King of Kings.
Chapter completed!