"That was just a moment." Zhao Hao said with confidence: "We Chinese are full of martial ethics. As long as we have practiced and know why we fight, we will soon be as invincible as our ancestors of the Qin and Han Dynasties!"

"Young Master, you know!" The second master of high school felt like he had taken betel nut Shunqi Pills, and his depression over the years was wiped out. He immediately echoed excitedly: "The villain had already said that he would organize everyone, organize a group training, buy weapons, and practice regularly. Look at the red-haired ghost, Fanzi, and Yuehou, whether he dares to ride on our heads to shit and pee? Unfortunately, they all refused to make the decision! The young master must come! We Fuqing masters absolutely obey the order!"

"Hahaha, who is the most wise thing about this?" Zhao Hao laughed loudly, and everyone laughed, sweeping away the haze on the island for several days.

However, the next moment, the Chen family came to report that President Chen was no longer able to do so and wanted to meet Mr. Zhao before leaving...

"Lead the way forward." Zhao Hao put away his smile and walked quickly towards the Luzon overseas Chinese leader whom he had never met before.

~~

In a tent in the center of the camp, Zhao Hao met Chen Mei on her dying day.

Tang Paul choked up and introduced to Zhao Hao that although the president of the Luzon Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce did not know martial arts at all, he rushed forward without hesitation without hesitation. Naturally, there was no possibility of being spared.

When reinforcements arrived and people rescued him, they found that Chen Mei had suffered more than a dozen injuries, but they were all in front of her, and none were behind her!

This overseas Chinese leader deserves his identity and is a true hero!

Zhao Hao walked to his low camp bed with respect, saluted solemnly, then half-kneeled down and gently held Chen Mei's raised hand.

Hands with only two fingers left.

"I am Zhao Hao, what instructions does President Chen have? I will definitely do it!" Zhao Hao cut off the railway line.

For Zhao Hao today, the weight of this promise is beyond the imagination of the world.

Chen Mei had already returned to her. He glanced at Zhao Hao deeply and asked with difficulty: "Will the master be willing to take it in Luzon's unparalleled land?"

This is a terrible question!

However, several overseas Chinese leaders all looked excited, and for the most part, Mr. Zhao established the foundation of kingly dominance here!

Zhao Hao coughed lightly, and asked someone to call the permission from outside the tent, pointing to him and saying to Chen Mei: "President Chen, the court has issued an order to re-establish the Governor's Office of Luzon. When the invaders are driven out, Luzon will return to us Chinese! There will never be any such tragedy in the rift in the rift!"

The overseas Chinese leaders are all talented, who doesn’t know that Xu Zheng is just a cover for Mr. Zhao? Obviously, Zhao Hao is planning to continue operating in Luzon!

And it was within the Ming system! This was better than the best situation they could imagine!

But Chen Mei was obviously thinking a little deeper. He asked again: "Did the court send troops to the Governor's Office to pay?"

He was worried that Zhao Hao would recruit a group of overseas Chinese leaders in Nanyang like Zheng He did back then, allowing them to open a mansion and build a body, but he could not give them substantial support from the court.

When Zheng He died and stopped voyage to the West, the Chinese regimes disappeared in sequence like trees without roots and water without source.

The Chinese have become overseas Chinese with no backers again and are re-elected as mermaid meat...

"Don't worry, the president, although the court does not send troops to the Governor's Office to pay, we are allowed to build our own team training. With the wealth of our Chinese, can't we still support a powerful soldier?" Zhao Hao gave him a reassurance:

"In addition, the court has fully entrusted all Nanhai Group to handle all Nanhai affairs. So we are one, and the coast guard fleet will always protect the safety of Luzon!"

"Okay, I'll be relieved..." Chen Mei nodded with relief, and said to her son Chen Yongquan who was kneeling beside her: "You must always be loyal to the young master and the Nanhai Group. Otherwise, you will not be spared by your father!"

"Yes, my son remembers it!" Chen Yongquan burst into tears, and he focused his attention.

Seeing this, Xu Zheng, Liu Xuesheng and Gao Erye quickly knelt down and vowed to be loyal to Zhao Hao and the Nanhai Group forever!

Chen Mei finally calmed down with relief and reminded her in her last voice:

"After driving away the red-haired ghost, bury me in the stream, and see that the Chinese will always be the master of Luzon..."

~~

The next day, Zhao Hao held a funeral for Chen Mei and the three thousand compatriots who died, as well as the twenty-five Marines who died!

Although the conditions are limited, it cannot be too grand. However, the three armies are covered with white ships and cannons, which must be the most hope of seeing the funeral by the dead, because this means - revenge!

At the funeral, Zhao Hao, as the Taifu Shaoqing, announced the decision of the court to restore the Luzon Governor's Office!

And it was announced that from now on, all Chinese Luzon will automatically lose their identity as "Overseas Chinese" and become the owner of this land!

Although it is inappropriate to cheer at the funeral, the 25,000 overseas Chinese who wore mourning for Chen Mei could not help but shout...

They have been waiting for this moment for too long, especially after experiencing the previous hardships, no one knows better than them how important it is to have their own regime!

After everyone calmed down, Zhao Hao, in the name of Nanyang Group, announced that he would select and train a "Chinese soldiers" from the 16-35-year-old Chinese who volunteered to register to defend the new Chinese regime!

This is more important than the Governor General Laoshizi's Mansion. After the funeral, the Chinese people immediately signed up enthusiastically. Many of them were already fifty years old and said with shamelessness that they were only thirty-five, but they were a little anxious.

Those half-aged children in the thirteenth and fourteenth were also very inspired. They insisted that they had a tender face, but they were actually already sixteenth...

Anyway, there is no evidence to investigate now. Isn’t it just a mouth to say how old I am?

Pan Jinlian, the Marine Police Commissioner who was in charge of recruiting troops, had no choice but to conduct a physical fitness test. Even if you pass the test, you are of the right age. If you fail the test, it will be useless if you are of the right age...

So the Chinese men, regardless of age, actively participated in the test, jumped on the beach, lifted barbells, ran long distances, and ran shorts... and cheered each other to cheer for their companions who successfully passed the test! Those who didn't know thought they were holding a beach sports meeting.

Zhao Hao stood on the newly set up lookout, looking at the scene where everyone competed in the hot weather in front of him, and felt sincerely relieved!

Look, my Chinese nation is not what those people say to establish a country with etiquette. Etiquette cannot establish a country! That is just a ruling technique used by a few people to rule the majority!

We built our country by farming and fighting! The talents and skills of our nation are only farming and fighting!

It was just because this dynasty has been in peace for a long time and has used advancement and abolished the retreat. In addition, the civil servants' most hated is force and war, and they have tried every means to erase the martial spirits of the Han people. But that is something engraved in the genes and cannot be erased forever. Once the days are not peaceful and the imprisonment disappears, the Chinese will immediately become more virtuous again, and quickly hone their unfamiliar martial arts to restore the original appearance of the war machine!

For example, when the Beiyang warlords fought, the soldiers could only shoot in the sky, making it difficult to tell whether they were setting off firecrackers or fighting. Similar to the later black uncles, after a big battle, there were not many people on both sides, and a lot of ammunition was wasted. At that time, foreigners looked down on the Chinese and laughed at us and suggested that the Chinese people resume the tradition of killing the enemy with archery, so that they could save some bullet money.

But when it comes to the Korean battlefield thirty years later, the Chinese army can fight the eighteen princes led by relying on Xiaomi and rifles to fight against the US imperialists who had just won World War II!

So if the Russians are fighting nations, then China is a war nation.

However, the domestic environment of the Ming Dynasty is difficult to return now, and without a earth-shaking revolution, it is difficult to create space for the national martial spirit to grow wildly.

But it is OK overseas! There is no restraint of ethics, no civil servant group to make trouble, three there are red-haired ghosts, and pirates. The threats from natives are emerging one after another. This is the best trial ground for Chinese people to temper their martial souls!

Coupled with the strong control and influence of the Nanhai Group, I believe that in thirty years, my Chinese martial soul will be completely rekindled in Nanyang!

Thinking of his grand goal and finally taking a crucial step, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile.

"Why is the lord laughing?" Paul Tang, who was standing by, immediately asked.

"I laughed at that Gongjin was incompetent, Zhuge Shaozhi..." Zhao Hao laughed and scolded, kicked him in the butt and said, "It's a rebellion! I dare to tease your uncle!"

Tang Paul blinked in grievance, not knowing what the young master means.

"I laugh at the colonization of red-haired ghosts, which is a joke. Just because of their little people, they will have to spit it out sooner or later." Zhao Hao then said with great enthusiasm:

"It depends on my Ming Dynasty when expanding the territory! Only we can rely on many people, farming and fighting, so that the land we eat will always belong to China!"

~~

In the end, a total of 10,000 of the 25,000 overseas Chinese passed the enlistment test.

Such a high available ratio is because the ratio of men and women among Chinese people is three to one, and the serious ones are more men and fewer women.

This is normal, because those who go to Southeast Asia are young people, and few of them have family members. Even if they make a name for themselves, they will not bring their families to Southeast Asia to suffer. Wouldn’t it be nice to enjoy happiness in China? Of course, they would buy a maid and take them to Southeast Asia to serve their daily lives.

Only those who settled in Nanyang like the Chen family will have a hostess at home...

In addition to the strong yang and the weak yin, there are very few elderly people and children among overseas Chinese. This is not difficult to understand. Where can children come from without women?

But the old man said that leaves fall back to their roots, and usually returns to China at an age. Besides, the Southeast Asian countries are too hot, and poisonous insects and miasma are rampant, and not many people can live older...

So it is not surprising that ten thousand people can pass the test.

Zhao Hao did not disappoint them anymore. He waved his hand and agreed to all join the soldiers!

He was not worried that this would affect the normal development of Luzon or bear a heavy economic burden.
Chapter completed!