He had no experience in managing slaves before, and for the sake of safety, the guards of the Four Seas Trading House were in charge of guarding it for the time being.

At dawn, more than 20 guards from the Four Seas Commercial Bank pressed the Filipino indigenous slaves that had just been captured yesterday to the wooden forest assigned to Lin Zhaojun.

Lin Zhaojun, who had heard the news earlier, stared at them with a cold gaze in his eyes as soon as he saw those slaves, and a grim smile appeared in his mouth.

Lin Zhaojun walked up quickly, took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket and put it in the hands of Zhang Baihu, the leader of the team, and said, "It's really hard to bother you early in the morning. These, wait and invite the brothers to tea. ”

Zhang Baihu flipped the silver in his hand, there should be three taels, enough for his brothers to eat a full meal at noon.

Zhang Baihu said with a smile: "Where, where, Mr. Lin, now we will hand over this slave to you." If you dare to be disobedient, call us directly, and we will clean him up. ”

Lin Zhaojun also smiled and said, "Okay, I'll have to worry about you then!"

Lin Zhaojun walked over and pulled out a bamboo whip that he was carrying, and immediately whipped it on the face of an indigenous Filipino man at the front, leaving a hot and stinging blood mark on his cheek.

"You lazy people, what are you still doing, hurry up and give Lao Tzu a job, otherwise you will be comfortable!"

The Filipino young man looked at Lin Zhaojun with angry eyes, and he couldn't wait to immediately rush up and strangle him with both hands.

With more than twenty armed guards on his side, Lin Zhaojun was no longer afraid of these despicable natives.

Lin Zhaojun didn't say a word, and immediately whipped him again, and scolded: "Look at what, are you trying to rebel?" ”

Beat people again, this time the indigenous people in the Philippines couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to rush up and strangle Lin Zhaojun.

Lin Zhaojun saw that the indigenous people of the Philippines dared to rush up, and immediately flew up and jumped over.

The short Filipino native was no match for the Chinese, and his feet were still locked in heavy anklets, and he was knocked to the ground in one fell swoop.

Seeing the fall of the Filipino natives, Lin Zhaojun vented all the hatred accumulated over the years on him, and kept kicking and beating him.

When the other Filipino natives saw it, their eyes were on fire, but no one dared to come out and resist.

Lin Zhaojun beat him very happily, and when his feet were tired, he used a bamboo whip to whip him vigorously.

"Didn't you succeed before? It's not that we Chinese are pigs waiting to be carried, and now we are proud to show me! Damn, you bunch of garbage are slave fodder. Hahaha......"

Seeing that Lin Zhaojun didn't stop at all, two related Filipino natives wanted to come up and stop it.

As soon as the guards who were watching from the sidelines saw that there were really natives who dared to come forward, they were afraid that Lin Zhaojun would suffer a loss, so the two guards immediately rushed forward and smashed the back handle of a musket on their foreheads, knocking them down.

Other guards also pointed their muskets at the remaining natives to prevent them from rioting.

Zhang Baihu also persuaded Lin Zhaojun at this time, and said: "Mr. Lin, I know you have resentment, and now you have almost the place to vent, stop!" These slaves still have to do these menial work, and if you die, there will be one less person to work. ”

Lin Zhaojun heard Zhang Baihu's persuasion, stopped and said: "I'm sorry, I can't help it for a while, I laughed when I saw Baihu!" ”

Zhang Baihu had also heard of Lin Zhaojun's past and knew that his family was all killed in the 1639 massacre of China in the Philippines. "It's okay, human nature!"

Lin Zhaojun took a deep breath and calmed down his anger before whispering: "Lord Baihu, forget about the rest, but this person must be severely punished, and give those slaves a serious warning, what will happen if you dare to disobey and offend us Chinese." That's how we can manage these slaves! ”

Zhang Baihu heard it and thought about it, so he asked in a low voice: "Then what can you do!" ”

"It's better to tie this guy up and hang it on a tree and starve him for a day or two to set a good example to those natives. What do you see, Lord Hyakho! ”

Zhang Baihu nodded when he heard it and said, "Just do as you say!" ”

Zhang Baihu waved his hand, and two guards immediately came up and dragged the indigenous man to a tree, hung it with a rope, and hung it in the air.

Lin Zhaojun shouted loudly: "Hurry up and work, those who disobey will be severely punished like him." Whoever does not complete the task will not have anything to eat. Hear no! ”

Under the threat of muskets from five or six guards, the remaining indigenous Filipinos reluctantly walked into the nearby forest with saws and began to cut trees.

The slaves were working, and Lin Zhaojun was like a soil overlord, shaking around with a bamboo whip, and when he saw someone with slow hands and feet, he immediately whipped it.

As soon as the natives had risen to the idea of rebellion, the sight of their companions hanging in mid-air and the cold muskets of the guards standing not far away dispelled this unrealistic thought, and they went on with their work.

……

Zheng Chenggong recovered Fujian and is vigorously recruiting troops to expand his strength.

However, Fujian has always produced low grain, so it needs to be purchased from other places.

The lake is ripe, and the world is full!

But now Huguang is still fighting, and the people can't farm in peace. Moreover, some areas of Huguang were still under the rule of the Qing army, and Zheng Chenggong could not buy in large quantities.

Now most of the military rations of the Zheng Jiajun are supported by the Nanyang side, and as the giant trees in Fujian that are more than 20 years old are gradually decreasing, the wood for shipbuilding also needs to be supplied here.

Zheng Chenggong sent Huang Wu to attack Luzon, on the one hand, to avenge the Chinese, and on the other hand, to obtain a solid rear base.

Zheng Tai is here to build, and Shi Lang is here to clear it.

Zheng Tai sat in Manila to recruit overseas Chinese, thinking that they would all gather in Luzon and develop wasteland.

At the same time, it also recruits merchants from various countries, as long as they can abide by the rules here, the Zheng family fleet can ensure their safety.

Shi Lang led a thousand mercenaries to hunt down the Filipino natives, and as their skills became more and more proficient, their efficiency in catching them became more and more efficient.

Every day, hundreds of indigenous captives were escorted to Manila and handed over to Zheng Tai.

But as the number of slaves grew, the management became more and more troublesome, and from time to time slaves would escape without the attention of the guards.

Looking at the report submitted by Zhang Baihu, Zheng Tai also had a headache.

The extensive management style was no longer suitable for the growth of slaves, and Zheng Tai decided to set up a slave company to manage these slaves.

Following Zhang Baihu's advice, Zheng Tai decided to hire Lin Zhaojun as the chief manager of the slave company.

And with more slaves, Zheng Tai didn't care about the life or death of a few slaves, and left Lin Zhaojun in charge of managing these slaves.

When Lin Zhaojun heard this, he immediately nodded and agreed, and he didn't care about the wood forest assigned to him, and sold it to a fellow clan at a low price, and did the work of a slave Filipino natives wholeheartedly.

In order to better manage these disobedient slaves, Lin Zhaojun found more than 300 Chinese young men who had a deep blood hatred for the indigenous Filipinos like himself, and with the newly issued weapons, he couldn't wait to take office.

With the right to dispose of slaves at will, Lin Zhaojun has completely revealed his vicious side.

The slaves who were working were a little slack, and the guards immediately went up and beat him badly, and starved him all day.

Two hundred newly recruited "security guards" continued to monitor the work of the slaves, and Lin Zhaojun personally led more than a hundred security guards, with the help of a veteran and a hunting dog, to launch a hunt for the fugitive slaves.

Once the escaped slaves were caught, Lin Zhaojun would drag them back and torture them in front of the other slaves, such as hanging from a tree and starving to death. Or tied to a stake and dying in the scorching sun......

After his death, Lin Zhaojun took the corpses of those slaves directly to feed them to the dogs, and at the same time painted their heads with lime and piled them in a conspicuous place, placing them in a Jingguan to warn the other slaves.

Under Lin Zhaojun's iron-blooded policy, the already weak Filipino natives became more docile and could not afford to resist and escape. (To be continued.) )