C3436 A different rule!

Three hundred years of tree branches and leaves were enough to give birth to a few thousand people from a small tribe with a hundred people and a huge family with sixteen branches. They controlled countless rice fields, workshops, rubber forests and spice factories in Luzon.

Relying on the protection of the Spaniard, they plundered and even brazenly robbed, taking the wealth of other tribes, including the Chinese, into their own hands.

In order to protect their property and for fear of the vengeance of the injured, these people had organized their own troops. They had even sent their descendants to serve in the colonial army.

It could be said that in the Luzon, the Spaniard controlled the city and sea trade. However, the vast rural lands belonged to these Earth Emperors.

This situation did not abate even after the Second World War of the 21st century. The local government in the Philippines had never been able to descend into the countryside, and many of the mountainous areas far away from the capital were basically in a state of split.

The local tyrants were maintaining their army in the jungle, fighting guerrilla warfare with the government forces. Both sides were on the verge of being separated from each other.

Neither the Spanish colonists nor the later American occupation forces had solved the problem, not because they were incompetent, but because they did not need to.

The vast countryside was actually not one of Spaniard's and Americans's core interests at all. They were happy to throw out these bones with a little meat to let the vicious dogs fight over them.

As long as the colonists controlled the nodes of the commercial road, the cities and the ports, they would be able to firmly control the economic lifeline of the entire Philippines.

Since goods always had to be brought together through a higher sales channel, the colonists could easily make money by controlling these nodes.

As for how dark the local countryside was being, how helpless was it? How miserable were the citizens … On the contrary, they would encourage these local bullies to control the population.

They were just vicious dogs raised by bandits, which were just to maintain the order of the sheep. With these vicious dogs present, wouldn't life in Master Yang be much easier?!

This was the essence of pirate civilization, with plundering as the core, and business as a type of escalating plunder!

They had no interest in building it. It wasn't just the roads, the dams, the schools, the hospitals... And so on and so forth, the visible Infrastructure.

Similarly, they had no interest in establishing basic political power in the colonies at the village level!

As long as these colonists could get the money, then there would be no difference in who ruled over the small towns and villages.

The grassroots government could be given to those local tyrants and powerhouses. Whoever had the gun and was obedient could become the local tyrant!

In any case, no matter how bad your fight is, it has nothing to do with me.

This was the essence of Western colonization, but Chinese colonization would never take this route!

The first important task for these powerful men to settle their debts was to seek revenge. They must avenge their three hundred years of blood grudges! The second important task was to infiltrate the village with Chinese rule!

Killing all the strong and powerful people would allow the Chinese officials to carry out the order safely. If the Chinese wanted to build a large scale Infrastructure for the Luzon, then they had to first build an administrative system that could infiltrate into the village.

It could be said that the European colonists couldn't do it, and neither could the Qing Government. Even the last line of administration in the Great Qing was a county magistrate!

The vast space under the County Magistrate's command was actually empty. It was controlled by a large family formed from Confucianism!

Who would dare to hope that a government could give power to every village? At present, only European countries have such administrative mobilization capability!

Do not underestimate these invisible infrastructure, this is an important indicator of a country's strength!

In the event of a national war or a world war in the future, the Qing could only mobilize the country's wealth at the county level, while the Chinese could only mobilize directly to the villages and towns!

There was no waste of national strength, nor was there any hidden population or wealth. All living things in this world would be refined together to form slaughtering knives that could kill other races!

Or perhaps, that was the hardest shield in the world, protecting the Chinese clan from the encirclement of all the wolf-like non-humankind beings, as they slowly grew stronger and stronger.

Many people could not understand the current strategy. People only saw the leader avenging everyone from the surface, but they were unable to comprehend a deeper secret.

But what was weird was that Zai Chun's heart was moved. It was a kind of indescribable feeling, he didn't know what his master's intentions were, but he could feel that something was wrong just based on the difference in the Emperor's bloodline.

This was a type of intuition, a type of talent!

Zai Chun was a True Dragon who had appeared in this world after all.

"What exactly is Master doing? Spain is in such a hurry to exact revenge for its lack of rights... This doesn't seem to be Master's style! "

"Dammit, there must be some tricks here, but no one will tell me if they don't teach me …" "Damn it!"

Just as Zai Chun was frowning as he tried to figure out the secret, the whine of the wharf was already loud enough!

On the other side were the families of the 16 branch families of the Ka Ba clan. When they saw that their patriarch was about to die, they all kneeled on the ground and cried out in agony, begging and cursing, but no one paid any attention to them.

On the other side were the Han Chinese and other tribesmen who had been bullied by the Kaba Family. Seeing their enemies dying in front of them, their faces were filled with tears as they crazily shouted, "Long live the Chinese and long live their leader!"

"It's already noon …" The sun is high enough... "Execute the punishment!"

The officer in charge was a young Chinese in his twenties. He was a captain, but there was a small school emblem on his left arm.

It was the emblem of the Chinese Engineering Academy. This showed that he was a military officer with a bright future, and learning from the Luzon was just a short memory of him joining the army.

But this young man who looked to be in his twenties, was commanding more than a hundred old setae mercenaries like wolves and tigers!

The sixteen tallest Cossack cavalry s had already stripped naked and had each carried a ghost blade. Against these aboriginal criminals, there were no conditions for them to deal with Europeans.

You can't waste a bullet against a native monkey!

"It's time, don't worry about it. It's already 12 o'clock …" "Execute the punishment!"

"Kill!" "Kill them all!" Amidst the furious roars of countless citizens, the prison carriage opened and the 16 aboriginals, who were already frightened stiff, started to piss and shit.

"Kill!" Kill them... "Revenge!"

No one would listen to the sentence read by the young officer, no one would notice the confiscation of all their property, and the news that the lands and mines controlled by these families were to be put into more than a dozen villages and towns.

Humans! They would only pay attention to the exciting points on the surface that made their blood boil, while neglecting the subtle changes behind them!