A luxury villa in Moyobamba, the capital of the province of San Martín, with red roof tiles and white walls, typical of Spain. The eaves are decorated with small arches, and the arched columns are full of Mediterranean style, which reflects a kind of dignity.

Such luxury villas are rare even in the capital city of Lima, which shows that the owner of this villa is either rich or expensive. This is where the Oro family lives. The recently deceased Mayor Oro was the fifth and youngest brother of the owner of the house, Admiral Oro.

It was late at night, and the streets were usually deserted with pedestrians at such times, but today a speeding carriage came rushing in. The groom kept waving his whip, and the man looked very tired, and it seemed that he had come from afar, and there was no rest on the way.

"Your Excellency, Young Master Oro has arrived, and he is outside the house." The butler came in and reported.

Old Oro put down the book in his hand and said aloud, "Please let him in." After saying that, you continued to pick up the book and read it with relish.

"Father, here comes my son." The person who came in was the youngest son of the old Oro, Little Oro, who was tall and tall, nearly forty years old, but he still had the strength of the young man who was not neglected, and he was heroic in his uniform.

Old Oro was very satisfied with this son and has always been proud. Little Oro was brilliant from an early age and stood out among his peers. When he was twenty years old, the elder Oroli sent him to the military academy in Saint-Cyr, France, far away.

Founded by Napoleon in 1802, almost all the generals in France came from this prestigious school, known as the "General's Nursery".

Ao Urro Jr. did not live up to his father's hopes, and his grades at the Saint-Cyr Military Academy in France were very good, and after graduation he joined the French Foreign Legion. He has won many beautiful battles and gained valuable experience on the battlefield. Ten years later, he returned home with honors, and through his tireless efforts, he now holds the rank of colonel, and is a rising star in the Peruvian military world.

"I'm back so soon, I've worked hard for you, sit down." Old Oro gestured to the chair beside him.

"I heard that the fifth uncle had an accident, and my son rushed back overnight in a hurry." Little Oro sat down gently. His father has always been dignified, and he is also one of the few bigwigs in the Peruvian military circles, and even now that he is retired, he still has a considerable say in military affairs.

"Your fifth uncle just can't be idle, he has reached the age of retirement, and he has to toss around the place." Old Oro shook his head, although he said so, he couldn't hide his distress. There were five brothers, two of whom died on the battlefield and one of whom died of disease, leaving them with two brothers. "At that time, he was young, and his father and a few of us didn't take him with him at first, until the war was almost over, and he couldn't help it, so he was allowed to participate. For this, he kept blaming me for not having a chance to make a big contribution. ”

Old Oro recalled the deep brotherhood in the past, and couldn't help but reddened the corners of his eyes.

"Father, I heard that it was the Chinese coolies in the mines, but is that really the case?" Little Oro couldn't bear his father's sadness, so he hurriedly asked what had happened.

"Yes, Counselor Martin has already told you all." Old Oro wiped his eyes with a handkerchief and restrained his emotions.

"Yes, Staff Officer Martin told me everything that had happened when I came. The son just didn't think that those Chinese would have such a big ability? "Little Aoro has been in France for many years, and he has a certain worldview, and when he was in the Foreign Legion, he conquered many of the barbarians in the colonies in his eyes. In his mind, China is nothing more than a barbaric civilization with a relatively large territory and a large number of people, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Don't underestimate those Chinese, have you read this book?" Old Oro patted the book in his hand and introduced it to his son.

Little Oro stood up curiously, took the book in his father's hand, and flipped through it carefully.

After a while, Xiao Oro finally closed the book and asked with questions: "This is written by the Chinese?" ”

"Yes, this "Thirty-six Plans" was written by a Chinese, and this one was translated by a Spanish missionary. The author of this book has a history of more than a thousand years, and you should not underestimate the Chinese, they are a very wise people. Old Oro reminded his son.

"China may have been glorious in history, but now it is the 19th century, and it is no longer the age of cold weapons. At present, muskets can hit 1,000 meters, and artillery can fight more than 2,000 meters. The glory of the Chinese had passed, and when his son was studying in France, he heard that the British had only a few dozen ships, and a few thousand men had defeated China with hundreds of thousands of troops, forcing their emperor to sign a customs clearance treaty. Little Oro said disapprerovingly.

"Anyway, it's a wonderful book, and you have time to take a good look at it." Old Oro knew that his son was older and had his own ideas.

Xiao Oro was a little reluctant, but he still put it away, and muttered in his mouth: "This is just a book for the Chinese to fight their hearts, and in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and conspiracy will not work." ”

"Your fifth uncle had an accident in San Martin, and our Oro family has an unshirkable responsibility, this time I called you back, I just notified you in advance, and you will exterminate the troublesome Chinese coolies and avenge your fifth uncle." Old Oro said the reason why he was looking for his son today.

"Father, don't worry, the son will definitely avenge the fifth uncle and destroy those Chinese." Little Oro said confidently.

"You bring all the Ninth Division with you, and I will also give you an artillery reinforcement battalion and a logistics transportation battalion from the next military district. This time you can only win, not lose, and next year will be the stall for the promotion of school officers, and this time it will be a good opportunity for you to strive for promotion to major general and stand out among dozens of colonels. For the sake of his son's future, Old Oro also made full use of the resources in his hands.

"Thank you father, my son can't be defeated, don't worry." Little Oro smiled happily, his subordinates were the most elite division in the Northern Peruvian Military Region, and they were also the old troops of the Oro family, and now they had strengthened an artillery battalion and a logistics transportation battalion for him, and it was difficult for him to lose this battle in his mind.

"In addition, you also took 3,000 French Mini rifles that were imported a few days ago." Old Oro continued.

"Great, those misers have finally figured out that they are going to import the most advanced rifles, and the guns in our hands are all antiques, which are too bad." Little Oro jumped for joy. Peru's finances have been tight, the government is corrupt, and it has been running deficits every year, with the last import of military weapons more than a decade ago.

"Don't be too happy, I borrowed this batch of equipment by using my influence in the army, and you have to return it to me when you run out, this batch of guns is imported for the Southern Military Region." Old Oro's words extinguished little Oro's excitement.

"Southern Military District? Why give it to them? Are we just a head below them? Father, this is not fair, why don't you fight for us. Little Oro turned from joy to anger.

"It's a secret, only the president and a few of our old generals know about it, don't ask." Old Oro waved his hand.

Little Oro is an extremely smart person, thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "I heard that Chile in the south is a little restless, is it going to war?" ”

Old Oro turned his face and said sharply: "Even if you and I are father and son, how can you ask about state secrets at will, why don't you go back quickly, it is your business to fight this battle well!" ”

Seeing that his father was annoyed, Xiao Ao Luo estimated in his heart that he had guessed correctly, but he didn't dare to show it, so he hurriedly took his leave, mobilized the army and went to the Juan mining area to rush to Yang Xiaoshan.