Zhu Zhi sat atop his carriage with a proud smile on his face as he strode through the streets of the southern capital of Indochina as a victorious conqueror. For the past few months, the Ming Dynasty had been waging a war in the region to unite it under the tributary system. Previously, only the northern half of the region paid tribute to the Ming Emperor, however, with the fall of Panduranga, the south had officially entered into the Chinese sphere of influence.
The Ming Prince was visibly ecstatic as he waved to the various onlookers with a friendly smile. Though he had come as a conqueror, he had no intent to punish the defeated for their resistance. After all, he was not a petty man, and understood that the Indochinese had fought for their sovereignty, which was a respectable cause in Zhu Zhi's eyes.
