The Amazon rainforest, the world's largest forest, dense forests, a wide variety of flora and fauna, known as the "world animal and plant kingdom", it is located in the center of South America, across Brazil, Bolivarian, Peru, Colombia, Venezuela and other countries, covering an area of 7 million square kilometers, accounting for half of the world's rainforest.

With dense forests and abundant rainfall, it is a paradise for trees and rivers, but it is not suitable for the development of agriculture and industry, so it is off the beaten track.

Yang Xiaoshan and Di Mari shared a small wooden boat, and under his leadership, they went to visit Chief Nada to discuss cooperation.

"How far is it?" Yang Xiaoshan saw that everyone was a little tired, the climate here was very different from the previous Andes, and Yang Xiaoshan and others had never been to the rainforest, so they were very unaccustomed to the hot and humid climate here.

"It's almost there, it's just ahead." Di Mari was also sweating profusely, although he had been here before, but the environment here was complicated, and it was easy to go the wrong way, but fortunately, he found the white branch markings, and he finally walked the right way.

Yang Xiaoshan brought Bao Chao, Weng Derong and others this time, Li Shixian's temper was a little violent, Yang Xiaoshan was afraid that he would do bad things, so he left him by Wu Ruxiao's side to help move, and didn't let him follow.

These days, Yang Xiaoshan learned from Di Mari that these Moors originally lived on the coast, where the climate was similar to that of the southern coast of Spain. For hundreds of years, the Spanish colonists did not take much care of them, and as long as they paid taxes, they were basically self-governing.

I never thought that after Peru's independence, the life of the Moors was not as good as in the colonial era. Those native whites won the world, but the more they looked at the Moors, the more unpleasant they became. They cut their taxes, and the deficit was borne by these pagans and natives.

The Moors were forced to revolt because they were outnumbered, and after the defeat they lost their land and were forced to move into the deserted Amazonas, for more than thirty years.

"Brethren, cheer up!" Bao Chao shouted, he was about to go to the Moorish camp, and he wanted them to see our spirits.

"Yo!" With a long whistle, several small wooden boats appeared in front of Yang Xiaoshan and the others, and dozens of figures shook on the shore, carrying big knives and spears.

"Who? This is our territory, and no outsiders are allowed to enter it. A small leader shouted in a loud voice.

Di Mali immediately stood up, "I'm Di Mali, I've come to ask to see Chief Nada, and I want to report it." ”

"It's you." The little leader knew Di Mari and motioned for the others to put away their weapons.

"Who is next to you, from which tribe? What do you want to see? "The little Moorish leader thinks Yang Xiaoshan and them are Indians of a certain tribe.

Di Mali looked at Yang Xiaoshan and hurriedly said, "It's all our own people, we have something to ask to see, let us tell Chief Nada in person!" ”

The little leader quickly glanced at Yang Xiaoshan and the others with a suspicious look, and seeing that they were all heroic, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and said in a rough voice: "You have to hand over your weapons first, and then take our ship and go blindfolded." ”

Di Marie conveyed the words of the little leader to Yang Xiaoshan and the others.

"East King!" Bao Chao quickly whispered in a risky tone, afraid that there would be deception.

"Since you have arrived at other people's territory, you will come according to other people's rules." Yang Xiaoshan pressed Bao Chao's shoulder, the two sides are not familiar, such rules are normal, in order to unite these Moors, it is worth taking a little risk.

"Drop your weapons on the boat and go with them." Yang Xiaoshan commanded.

More than 20 Taiping troops were immediately disarmed and sailed with the Moorish ships to their camp.

After nine turns and eighteen turns, Yang Xiaoshan and others were finally taken off their blindfolds, the surroundings were very wide, the smoke waves were vast, the water and sky were the same color, the water surface was sparkling, the wind blew through and gave birth to layers of waves, some unknown Amazon birds flew by, and the scenery was extraordinarily beautiful.

Yang Xiaoshan fixed his eyes to see that the Moorish camp was set up on an island in the middle of the lake, and their architecture was very distinctive, with a large hollow base below, and a wooden house above, which was probably used to prevent the sudden rise of the water surface.

Of course, the most conspicuous building is the domed mosque, and you can still hear the chanting of some people. At first glance, most of them are men, with small white cloth hats and big beards, and women are rarely seen.

Yang Xiaoshan and the others followed the small leader to the Moorish meeting hall, where two armed soldiers guarded the door, and more than 20 Taiping soldiers were stopped at the door.

Yang Xiaoshan, Di Mali, Bao Chao, and Weng Derong entered the hall as representatives.

The layout of the hall is relatively simple, with large black columns, tables and chairs made of serpentine wood with local characteristics, and an old man with white hair and white beard sits behind the table, in good spirits. He wore a black hat and a black robe, with some dazzling patterns on it, showing the dignity of his status.

The guards on both sides wore white hats and crossed their waist knives, and the heads of the knives shone coldly, revealing a murderous aura.

Yang Xiaoshan and Bao Chao exchanged glances and asked him not to act rashly.

"Manager Di, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that there was some accident in your mine, but is there such a thing?" Old Chief Nada glanced at Di Mari, as if he already knew something.

Di Mari looked a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.

Seeing that Di Mali didn't answer, the old chief's eyes swept towards Yang Xiaoshan and the others, and suddenly he knocked on the table, his face sank, and he shouted: "Di Mali, why don't you bring people here without saying hello?" You don't know the rules here! ”

Yang Xiaoshan stood up, gave a solemn salute, and said without humility or arrogance: "Old chief, hello." This time, it was our Taiping army who came uninvited and wanted to make friends with the old chief. ”

The old chief of Nada moved his eyes and said with some surprise: "You are the Taiping Army? Those Chinese who rioted are you? ”

Yang Xiaoshan made a big disturbance in the Andes, and with more than 1,000 people, the Peruvian elite 9th Division was completely annihilated, and such a big matter had already spread out for 108,000 miles.

"Exactly." Yang Xiaoshan said loudly.

"I, the Moor, have lived in the Amazon for a long time, and the water of your well does not interfere with the water of the river, why did you come?" The old chief raised his eyebrows, not knowing how to speak.

"We are Chinese, we come from China, and we are treated as slave laborers. Now that we're free, we want to go home. You Moors didn't live here in the first place, wouldn't you want to go home with us? Under the guidance of Lao Wu and Weng Derong, his Spanish has improved by leaps and bounds, and he can already communicate with people simply.

"Go Home 。。。。。。" The old chief's face became agitated, for more than thirty years, his own people had been driven to the pristine Amazon jungle, and he did not want to return to the seaside, their former homeland.

It's not that they haven't tried, but several failures have gradually eroded their confidence, and if they leave here, they will be wanted by the government, and now they can only hide like rats on this island in the middle of the lake.

"I heard that you defeated the Peruvian Ninth Division, but is there such a thing?" The old chief looked at the heroic young man in front of him, and seemed to see the hope of returning home again.

"Yes。。。。。。" Yang Xiaoshan briefly recounted the process again.

When he heard that the Peruvian army was drowned alive, the old chief couldn't help but shout hello.

"Well killed, that Colonel Oro is our old adversary, I can't imagine dying at your hands." The old chief sighed, "It's just 。。。。。。 ”

The old chief wanted to speak again and again, he really wanted to unite with Yang Xiaoshan and them, but considering that they were heretics and it was the first time they had contact, it would take time for the two sides to get to know each other.

"Distinguished guests have come from afar to try our unique mutton." The old chief did not rush to agree, he wanted to observe these Chinese carefully, whether they could be trusted friends.

Yang Xiaoshan saw the old chief's hesitation, and he also understood it, after all, for the first time, no one could figure out the details of the other party, through Di Mali, he had some understanding of the Moorish people, but the other party didn't know anything about himself, and it was normal to be a little worried.

So under the leadership of the host, Yang Xiaoshan casually dined in the local area, but an accident happened, almost putting Yang Xiaoshan and others to death.