"Help the Banya people? This name is so appropriate..." Master Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, it would be a pity if he wasn't a traitor." Jin Ke also laughed and said, "But to be fair, he is not a traitor. According to what we have learned, there are thousands of islands of all sizes in Luzon, and the indigenous languages ​​and beliefs of each island are different. Even on the main island of Luzon, the Sultanate only controlled the area around Manila, and there were hundreds of independent tribes that were completely out of their control."

"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded and said, "I heard that the Spanish have conquered Luzon Island?"

"Yes. For tribes willing to cooperate and convert to Chechnya, the Spaniards bribed them with cheap goods and signed offensive and defensive alliances with them. For tribes unwilling to cooperate and convert, they were resolutely massacred without leaving a single one alive." Jin Ke said:

"This method is in stark contrast, and the tribes are already full of conflicts, so the number of tribes joining the Red-haired Demons increased dramatically. Then they attacked the tribes that refused to surrender together. All the people and property were distributed by the servants. The Red-haired Demons did not take a penny, but only wanted land. Only in this way could they pacify Luzon in just a few years and begin to march southward to Mindanao and Brunei!"

"This is their usual routine." Zhao Hao stopped running, took the towel handed to him by Brother Gao and wiped his sweat, saying: "They did the same thing in South America. The only difference is that Luzon is still connected to Nanyang and Ming Dynasty, so the population is more immune to infectious diseases, so there are not millions of deaths like in America."

"There are not millions of people to die in Luzon. Before the war, there were only about 500,000 people in Luzon. In the past few years since the red-haired devils invaded, they killed some and some fled. The population on the island is now only a few hundred thousand." Ma Yinglong, who still serves as the director of the agency, interrupted.

"What a sin..." Even a soldier as hard-hearted as Jin Ke couldn't help but sigh.

"This is just the true face of this era." Zhao Hao said calmly: "The red-haired devil's evil deeds are good for us. By the way, there will be guests after breakfast, you can also meet them."

"Yes." The two of them responded hurriedly in a deep voice.

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Whenever Zhao Hao was in the Coast Guard, it was customary to eat with the officers and soldiers, because this was the only activity where he would not make a fool of himself.

This time is no exception.

The officers and soldiers also welcomed him very much, because as long as the beloved commander-in-chief was there, everyone's meals would be much better.

Today's breakfast includes milk and eggs directly supplied by the ranch, as well as coconut milk rice, seaweed cakes, shrimp fried rice, and a large pot of fresh seafood noodle soup for each table, made from fresh seafood caught that day, such as blue crabs, flower crabs, shrimps, whitebait, and mantis shrimps.

Even Zhao Hao praised the rich and delicious breakfast, and the officers and soldiers naturally said that it was delicious.

Although they could only eat half of the dishes and the cooking was not so elaborate, it was still far better than the food level of other units.

This is because Kenting Bay is rich in fishery resources, Hengchun Plain is the group's second largest livestock base after Tamra, and there are abundant tropical fruits, so they can have such good food.

In other bases, the meat supply is not enough. We eat seafood and canned food every day until we vomit. We can only eat fresh meat during banquets...

After breakfast, Zhao Hao met with the two indigenous leaders brought by Prince Wen De in the reception room of the headquarters.

One of them was Zhuoke, the leader of the local Langqiao Eighteenth Society. He wore a short coat made of homemade cloth, tied his hair with a cloth strip, wore copper bracelets on his hands and feet, and tied a deer tail on his shins. Although he was short, he had dark skin and strong muscles, and he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

The natives in Langqiao are not actually the plains people who are easy to deal with, but the unruly mountain people.

But because they also believed in the Mother Goddess and the Dragon Palace, with the help of the Ketagalan people, they had already worshipped Ma Tianzhunu.

Moreover, they were brave, loyal and fanatical, and were excellent fighters, especially good at jungle warfare. It was precisely because they joined the cooperative and actively performed under the instruction of Ma Tianzhu that the battle to expel the cannibals from the Hengchun Peninsula was so smooth.

The biggest aboriginal has turned against us, how could things not go smoothly?

The other native who looked like he was of the same race was actually an Igorot representative from Luzon.

Igorots do not refer to a particular tribe, but a general term for the indigenous people living in the northern part of Luzon Island. They suffered from the invasion and massacre of the Spanish and their vassal troops, and they took refuge in the mountains.

However, the living conditions in the mountains were harsh, and many people boarded wooden boats and bamboo rafts to cross the Bashi Channel and seek refuge on Taiwan Island.

As long as we don't run aground, it's easy to reach Taiwan. If we catch a southerly wind, we can reach the shore in two days.

Of course, there were also many Igorots whose simple wooden boats were overturned by huge waves, or crashed into the dense reefs in the strait, or were blown to the depths of the ocean by the wind, and countless of them died at the bottom of the sea.

Most of the Igorots who landed on the Hengchun Peninsula were captured by the Dengta Police Station and the Kenting Security Team. After confirming that they were not Nanyang pirates but Luzon refugees, they were handed over to the Management Committee for disposal.

The security team also reported a useful piece of information to the management committee, that is, these Luzon natives look the same as the aboriginals of Langqiao Eighteen Villages, and even their language and beliefs are similar. For example, their spiritual leaders are all witches, and they also have a hobby of going out to hunt... It was because they cut off many Spaniards' heads that they were driven into the sea by the red-haired devils.

Tang Youde immediately knew what to do. He asked Wen De Dajun and Zhuo Ke, who had become his good brother, to communicate with the natives first to see if they could let down their guard and obey his orders.

It turns out that the effect was quite good. Through exchanging experiences on picking grass and how to pickle human heads to keep them fresh for a longer period of time, the two sides quickly became friends.

And Menan, as a goddess who loves science...stick, borrowed the coast guard's hot air balloon once again to prove that she can report to the gods at any time.

They also claimed that the Eluanbi Lighthouse was also a great miracle, built by the sea god out of mercy for believers lost in Southeast Asia to guide them to find paradise.

The reason why the natives of Northern Luzon were so obedient was that when they arrived on the island, they were shocked by the huge lighthouse that could project light thousands of miles away. Now everything was explained, and they immediately believed that it was the god they worshipped who was showing his power!

After promising the Igoro priestesses to be transferred to Ryukyu Shinto priestesses and enjoy the same treatment, Mei Nan successfully converted these Nanyang natives from natural beliefs to Ryukyu Shinto believers. She had played this trick countless times in Taiwan, and more tribes were subdued by pretending to be gods than by the security team using guns and cannons.

Of course, without the security team's guns and cannons as a back-up, just pretending to be mysterious and mysterious probably won't work. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

In short, these natives from different tribes in Northern Luzon became believers of Ryukyu Shinto under the inspiration of Ma Tian Zhu Nu, and followed the instructions of the Mother Goddess to herd cattle in Hengchun Ranch.

The Mother Goddess' instructions were indeed correct. Although the treatment of working as a herdsman in a ranch directly under the management committee could not be compared with that of the formal employees of the group, they could still have meat every three days and seafood every day. In addition, they were given clothes from head to toe, and could drink wine and eat candy from time to time. Compared with their previous life, it was really a world of difference.

They eat well, wear... well, this is the subtropical area where people wear shorts all year round, so there is no need to worry about clothing. The old, weak, sick and disabled who have lost their ability to work due to fleeing across the sea are not killed for meat by the ranch, but are taken to see a doctor and nursed back to health. No one beats or scolds them, and these Igorot people are deeply moved.

The farm wanted to pay them wages but they refused, mainly because they didn’t know what the money was for…

The only regret is that they can't go hunting now. Because Ma Tianzhu said that headhunting is not allowed by the gods. They were slaughtered by the red-haired ghosts before because they were abandoned by the gods for their random headhunting.

"Now that we have God's favor again, we have no choice but to hold back..." The representative of the Igorot people was a dark-faced man in his thirties with tattoos named Bang Bang. His innocent smile made him look like a child weighing more than 80 pounds.

Of course, his words were translated by Zhuo Ke to Mei Nan, and then Mei Nan translated them again to Zhao Hao.

"Can you bear it?" Seeing that he was looking at the cigarettes on the table, Zhao Hao handed him one.

Bangbang smiled cutely again, lit a cigarette on the charcoal stove on the table, and smoked it skillfully. Then he chattered a lot.

Mei Nan translated, "He said that if this generation endures it, the next generation won't know what Chucao is."

"Well said, quite wise!" Zhao Hao smiled approvingly, handed a pack of Haijing brand cigarettes he had just opened to Bang Bang, and said, "Don't you want to go home?"

Bangbang danced with joy for this precious reward, and after a while he said, "I don't want to go back. This is heaven. It's so nice to herd cattle and milk them every day, and spend the rest of the time lying on the hillside watching the cattle graze. Why should I go back and worry?"

What the hell……

Master Zhao looked at Mei Nan. Was this the help she had promised to give him?

For this, I paid billions...

Mei Nan hurriedly communicated with Bang Bang, saying that your people are still starving in the mountains, and you must help them, because those who abandon their people will also be abandoned by the Mother Goddess.

Bangbang, however, said with fear on his face that the red-haired devils' muskets were terrible, and they also had cannons.

Zhao Hao laughed and said, "We have those things too, and they are better than theirs!"

He looked at Bang Bang with his eyes sparkling, and said, "Now we have to go save our compatriots. If you go too, we will be a family from now on!"

Bang Bang thought for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, let's go back!"

"But what are we going to do when we go back?" Bang Bang asked again.

"Create chaos!" Zhao Hao said word by word.