At the Port of Manila in Lusong, the Spain flag fluttered everywhere.
A Spain man wearing a black hat with feathers on it, metal armor, leather boots, and a flintlock on his waist was standing on a high platform piled with boxes by the port. He was looking at the dense crowd around him triumphantly.
Behind this man was a team of Spain Musketeers in armor and holding rifles.
A short man with a weird Hua pronunciation and two moustaches as short as a mouse was reading a piece of paper aloud in front of that Spain with a flattering smile.
