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Chapter 353 The Oda Family's Experience

Chapter 353 The Oda family’s experiences
Author: Wanxiang Chuxin
Chapter 353 The Oda family’s experiences
Philippines, Manila,
A large ship gradually arrived at the port,
On a sunny morning, seagulls were flying in the sky, chirping constantly, looking extremely excited.
After getting off the boat at a loss, Oda felt a little embarrassed.
A week ago, he was still undergoing three years of samurai training, and now he has become a qualified warrior.
Affiliated to the Owari Corps stationed in Manila,
"Oda, did you pass the test too?"
Seeing Oda not far away, a flamboyant young man couldn't help shouting loudly,
Looking at each other, Oda immediately said excitedly: "Maeda! You are the same!"
"Yes, everyone passed!"
He came to Oda happily, and several people laughed, because Owari's small army finally gathered,
Just when everyone was excited, a man who came out from the side yelled: "Shen Jing, now that you have become qualified samurai, you must take responsibility. The Owari Corps is His Majesty's sword to suppress Manila! Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Hearing the instructor's roar, the warriors all spoke in unison,
"Get equipment!"
He signaled to the quartermaster on the side and saw the recruits stepping forward one after another to receive their weapons and armor.
Seeing the shiny steel armor, Oda couldn't help but caressed it and said, "This is awesome!"
"What does this mean? Oda, as long as we work hard enough, we will become the commander of the corps sooner or later. When the time comes, we can also obtain fertile land, mansions, maids, and slaves with our military exploits."
Looking at Oda excitedly, Maeda couldn't help but feel happy on his face.
"Clang!"
Pulling out his katana, Oda smiled and said, "Captain of the Corps? But I prefer the land!"
A few days later, Oda and others followed their commander to handle the first incident.
When everyone came to the mine and looked at the black slave in front of them who was holding a knife, gun and stick, and seemed to be planning to resist, they immediately understood something.
"Kill them all!"
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the commander stepped back directly and looked at Oda and others,
Upon hearing the officer's words, Oda drew out his katana indifferently. This was a habit.
"No, you can't do this. We are free people, not slaves, and we also desire"
"Shut up, pariah!"
The spear penetrated the black slave's chest, and Maeda roared,
Seeing Maeda's actions, Oda and others rushed forward.
The black slaves who mined in the past, even if they had strength, did not have enough to eat, how could they be the opponents of the samurai?
In just a few minutes, all the black slaves were slaughtered,
The armor was stained with blood, and Oda was breathing heavily, as if he couldn't believe what he had done.
"Well done! Facing slaves who dare to resist, this is their fate. The Owari Corps refuses all resistance!"
Looking at Oda and others, I saw a smile on the officer's face.
He is looking forward to the growth of this group of young people. After all, the Osaka people who are also members of the Corps are doing much better than them.
Now they have all gone to India, where there is as much gold as the mountains.
Thinking of this, the officer couldn't help but said: "If those damn Osaka people can do it, Owari can do it too!"
After staying in Manila for nearly three years, Oda and others gradually became the main force of the corps from being soldiers.
From being uncomfortable at the beginning to handling the rebellion with ease in the end, everyone has matured a lot.
On this day, a gold mine hidden in the mountains suddenly caught fire.
When the Owari Corps discovered this scene, they immediately thought that the restless black slaves were about to rebel again.
With the jingle ringing,
The Owari Corps quickly assembled, tens of thousands of soldiers blocked the port, and then began to advance towards the mountains.
Along the way, Oda commanded his men to kill the fleeing black slaves and nail them to the roadside to warn future generations.
When we arrived at the mining area, it was already a sea of ​​fire.
Countless black people are attacking the defense line built by the Owari Corps,
Seeing this scene, Oda drew his sword and stepped forward, ordering his subordinates to form formation on the spot.
There are too many black slaves in the mining area, nearly 40,000 people. If you want to wipe them all out, you must wait for the support of the corps.
Sure enough, after seeing that there was no way to break through, one of the black slaves walked out and said: "We just want to eat enough, why can't you satisfy us!"
"Yes, eat enough, eat enough!"
Just as the leading black slave finished saying this, the crowds of people roared around him,
Looking ahead melancholy, Oda heard the sound of horse hooves,
Immediately seeing the arrival of a large number of samurai from the Owari Regiment, the black people were frightened.
Getting off the horse, the regimental commander shouted angrily: "Go back to your post, you bitch, or I will take harsh measures!"
"We want to eat!"
Roaring hysterically, the black slaves seemed to be enraged,
Twenty-four hours a day, they have to work at least 16 hours, sleep for five hours, and eat for one hour. Even personal hygiene is under the gold mine.
007: Everyone seems to be about the same!
"Warning again, get back to your posts, you cheap slaves!"
Roaring angrily, the regiment commander seemed to have no extra expression.
"Clang!"
The katana was drawn out, and the cavalry in the rear were ready to fight.
Seeing this scene, the black people couldn't help but show fear,
It was so hard to win this rebellion, how could we give up?
Just when the leader was about to fight for "human rights" for everyone, the regiment leader roared: "Kill them all!"
"ha?"
Oda looked at the corps leader dully, and his face was also filled with astonishment.
These are nearly 40,000 black slaves. Kill them all?
"Execute orders from the Corps!"
As soon as the commander of the corps finished speaking, Oda quickly drew out his sword,
Because from the time they left Owari and joined the Corps, this was everything to them!
Without the protection of the Corps, individuals can never grow.
For example, Hayashida's Osaka Corps,
Now they are the guards beside His Majesty the Ming Emperor. They occupy the most fertile area, with gold like mountains and silver like snow.
If you want to get His Majesty's attention, you must have a strong style.
"We are willing to surrender, no, no!"
Seeing the warriors who seemed to be serious, the black slaves immediately prepared to surrender.
But the Owari Corps didn't think so,
If you dare to rebel and want "human rights" today, will you dare to ask for "freedom" tomorrow?
Human rights? What is that? The Owari Corps only recognizes military orders!
After a bloody crackdown, the mountains of corpses disappeared in the fire.
After sending a message to the court, the commander of the Owari Corps turned around with a cold face and said: "Remember, our existence is to suppress the untouchables!"
A few days later, more than ten large ships arrived in Manila,
The black slaves who came down from above were looking around timidly, as if they had just been captured by European traders.
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!
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