Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Guo Ying's old face turned red like a monkey's butt. "Don't talk nonsense. I'm here to take you to check out the corpse oil. If it's all right, we'll load it onto the ship tomorrow."

Chang Sen asked, "How much have you refined?"

Guo Ying stretched out his hands. "It's not much, only 150,000 kilograms. Let's go back and divide it up. Each person won't get much. I've tried it, and it burns longer than lamp oil."

Chang Sen nodded in agreement, then said, "Let's go and see what we're having for dinner tonight?"

After saying that, he stood up.

Guo Ying shrugged and replied, "What else can we eat? Fragrant meat. This island is poor. If we don't eat this, we have to catch fish. Why would we go to the vast ocean to do such a dangerous thing when we have ready-made food?"

The so-called fragrant meat is actually human flesh.

The civil officials looked down on the military generals not just because they were fond of fighting and killing.

In fact, civil officials still have great respect for those who defend their country. However, the fact that military generals lead their troops and eat delicious meat is what civil officials despise.

Although it cannot be said that all soldiers have eaten it, over the past few thousand years, at least six or seven out of ten soldiers have had this experience.

After all, in times of war, it is difficult to ensure a 100% sufficient supply of food and fodder, and fragrant meat becomes a helpless choice.

"Then let's eat. There's no need to be so particular now. When will we return to the capital?"

Chang Sen shrugged and followed Guo Ying away.

Guo Ying shook his head. "I don't know. I'll have to wait until the general comes back. I don't know when the general will come back."

"I wonder how my brother is doing now." Chang Sen sighed.

Chang Mao: Don't worry, brother. I am living a better life than you. Although Ryukyu women are not as good as those in our Ming Dynasty, they are still much better than the Japanese slaves in Japan.

The sun gradually sets and night slowly falls, and the grassland is peaceful and tranquil.

However, this land had just experienced a thrilling war. Borjigin Enke, the once proud and confident emperor, was now in a miserable state, fleeing for nearly a hundred miles under the escort of a few personal soldiers.

At this moment, he finally stopped and took a rest.

Borjigin Enke sat tiredly on the grass, his heart full of self-blame and regret. His eyes were dull, as if he had lost all his vitality.

"I am ashamed of the Yuan Dynasty and my ancestors!" he murmured to himself, his voice revealing endless grief and guilt.

Because of his arrogance and underestimation of the enemy, the Mongolian army suffered a disastrous defeat, the country was overthrown, and the people were in dire straits.

"Your Majesty, don't be discouraged, we still have a chance to make a comeback!" A personal soldier walked up to Borjigin Enke and comforted him softly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, let's continue to go north to India, Mi and other countries to ask for their assistance and borrow troops to restore our country! As long as we persevere, we will be able to rebuild the Yuan Dynasty and restore its former glory!" Another personal soldier echoed.

Borjigin Enke raised his head and looked at the loyal soldiers around him, with a flash of gratitude in his eyes.

These personal soldiers have always been by his side, never leaving him, and are even willing to sacrifice their lives for him. In this difficult time, their encouragement and support gave him some strength and allowed him to rekindle his hope for the future.

Borjigin Enke took a deep breath, a determined light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded vigorously.

"Okay, let's set off immediately and head north!"

After saying this, Borjigin Enke slowly stood up. Although his body still felt exhausted, his fighting spirit had been rekindled deep in his heart.

The guards beside him quickly stepped forward to support Borjigin Enke and said with concern, "Your Majesty, slow down."

Borjigin Enke looked at his personal soldiers with gratitude, and then announced loudly, "I will ask for help from India, Malaysia and other countries, and borrow troops to restore my country! Restore the glory of the Mongol Empire! Once again, I will make a bold statement to the world that the earth is our pasture, and where there are eagles, there are our cavalry. Wherever my whip points, all the territory will belong to me!" His voice was full of firm determination and fearless courage.