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Upon hearing Xu Chuang's question, Tang Sanchui raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, revealing a set of slightly yellowed teeth from years of sun exposure, a hint of helplessness on his face:

"Brother Xu, you may not know this, but the indigenous tribes around Manila have become restless again after the government banned trade with them!"

"They hide in the deep mountains and forests, unwilling to behave themselves, and frequently gather their men to sneak out of the mountains and forests to plunder grain and disturb our settlement camps."

"All of this has already caused the deaths and injuries of hundreds of Han Chinese and native slaves, disturbed the peace of the surrounding areas, and delayed the camp's reclamation and farming work, greatly reducing this year's grain production and workshop material harvest. It is truly a headache."

"Seeing that the camp's agricultural work and workshop production were greatly affected, my elder brother had no other choice but to personally lead the army into the mountains to encircle and annihilate these stubborn natives."

"The soldiers who came back with a message a couple of days ago said that in order to force the local tribes who were hiding in the deep mountains and forests and refused to come out, my elder brother has ordered the mountains to be set on fire at the edge of the forest. I think that with this kind of pressure, it won't be long before my elder brother will be able to lead the army back to the city in victory."

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuang's previously calm expression darkened slightly, and he instantly recalled his experience of dealing with and fighting against the local indigenous tribes in Bavaria.

Those indigenous people of Southeast Asia, though seemingly crude, were well-versed in the terrain of the mountains and forests. When they were outmatched in a direct confrontation with the army, they immediately scattered and fled westward, hiding in the dense, impenetrable forests. No matter how hard they searched, they could not find any trace of them.

But once the stationed troops leave, they will emerge like ghosts, causing chaos and looting in the west, their behavior unpredictable and impossible to completely eradicate.

Thinking of this, Xu Chuang couldn't help but sigh softly, his tone full of emotion: "This land of Southeast Asia, with its mild climate and abundant resources, is wonderful in every way, except for these indigenous tribes, who are truly cunning and difficult to deal with!"

"Why not try to persuade them with kind words to come down the mountain and surrender, to become subjects of the Han Dynasty, and live a good life farming and weaving? But they refuse to listen. They only know how to plunder and rob, and make a living by harming people. They are truly extremely troublesome and difficult to eradicate completely."

After a moment of reflection, Xu Chuang knew that further discussion was futile; the most pressing matter was supplying the fleet. He immediately stopped talking and turned to Tang Sanchui, instructing him:

"The fleet is currently docked in port and urgently needs to replenish various supplies. You should arrange for your men to prepare ten ships of sufficient fresh water and fresh tropical fruit, making sure that the quantity is adequate and there is no shortage."

"As for other matters such as clearing out the natives and managing the slaves in the camp, you can go back and handle them on your own. There's no need to linger here. Just do your job."

Tang Sanchui was already busy with official duties, managing a thousand security guards and coordinating workshop affairs. Upon hearing this, he immediately bowed and accepted the order without lingering any longer.

He turned around and summoned several servants who were with him, then led a group of slaves who were waiting for orders, and hurriedly left to handle various matters.

Not long after Tang Sanchui and his group left the port, Yin Huasheng, along with Jin Zhenen and more than twenty Korean generals dressed in neat uniforms and with an air of demeanor quite different from ordinary soldiers, walked briskly toward Xu Chuang's direction.

Approaching Xu Chuang, Yin Huasheng first bowed respectfully, then turned to the side, pointed to the group of Korean aristocratic scions behind him, and said in a low voice:

"Old Xu, these young masters from North Korea have been cooped up on the ship for a month. Now that they've arrived in Manila, they're all clamoring to go out and explore the city and see what this important Southeast Asian city is like. What do you think we should do to arrange things for them?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuang slowly glanced at Jin Zhenen and the others, instantly understanding the implications.

Previously, the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court had issued an explicit order to treat these scions of Korean noble families well, since their families had long since completely submitted to the Han Dynasty.

Not only did he voluntarily hand over huge sums of money, grain, and supplies to the imperial court, but he also did his best to appease the people in Korea and promote a military system for the Han Dynasty.

It was precisely because of the full cooperation of these families that the military and political decrees of the Han Dynasty were able to be successfully implemented in Korea.

Furthermore, for this long voyage, these twenty-odd top Korean families have taken the initiative to contribute large sums of money to subsidize the fleet for purchasing provisions and repairing ships. They can be considered important financial backers for the Han Dynasty's long voyage, and should not be neglected.

Having made up his mind, Xu Chuang's face instantly shed its previous seriousness, replaced by a friendly smile. He quickly stepped forward to greet him, his tone exceptionally cheerful:

"No problem. Since you all want to go into the city, feel free to wander around. You can buy whatever you like, whether it's good food or drinks, and take it back to the ship to enjoy."

"But there is one thing you must always remember: when buying things in the city, you must pay the price. You must not forcibly take or rob anything, or break the rules of our Great Han."

These people are all scions of top families in North Korea. Within North Korea, they are all pampered and respected figures.

Having grown accustomed to the sights of North Korea, I was filled with curiosity upon arriving in Manila, eager to see the novel sights of this foreign city.

Having received Xu Chuang's explicit approval, they could no longer contain their joy and strode confidently toward Manila.

Along the way, they looked at the native slaves on both sides of the street, dressed in coarse linen clothes and with iron chains on their ankles, who were working hard and carrying supplies. Their eyes showed intense curiosity. They would occasionally whisper a few words and sized up these natives who looked and dressed completely differently from the people of the Central Plains and Korea.

By this time, Manila was no longer the simple castle that the Spanish had once garrisoned.

Under the construction of the Ministry of Works of the Han Dynasty, it was completely transformed into a well-organized Central Plains-style city.

The entire city, from west to east, has walls built with a rammed earth base and then covered with neat bluestone slabs, which is much better than the previous shell-piled structure.

The new Manila City was expanded westward on a large scale, centered around the former Spanish Governor's Castle.

Although the city wall was only seven meters high, its circumference was about fifteen li (approximately 2.5 kilometers), and the area of ​​the entire city was roughly equivalent to 150 football fields.

It was already considered a large and important town in Southeast Asia and even in Western Europe.

However, the city walls of this city are not very thick. The base of the walls is only three meters thick, and the top is only one meter wide. The narrow walls are just enough for two or three soldiers to pass each other.

If it were to be bombarded by a heavy cannon, it would probably only take three shots to break through the city wall.