With the help of one soldier, the two men pulled the rattan much faster, but in the end, only Gore and the other soldier got up.

Gordon tried to drop the rattan, but Gore shook his head to stop him.

"There's no one left, I'm the last one. ”

Gordon's movements stopped, and the squad of nine people, now only four people remained, and without the rattan he had put down, no soldier would have been able to climb up.

Gore was a little silent, just looking out into the jungle as far as the eye could see, and then smiled.

"Haha, El Dorado, what a beautiful thing, haha......"

He laughed as he fell onto the rock, never wanting to get up again.

He is not afraid of curses, nor is he afraid of death, he is loyal to the kingdom, but some cannot accept this kind of nothing, they have given so much, but they have found nothing.

"Where's El Dorado?" he shouted, his laughter ending abruptly, his tone full of anger!

No one answered, and the atmosphere was silent.

Gordon just sat silently against the tree, the rattan still casually on his lap, and then pulled out a cigar from his bosom, the only one he had left.

But after touching it for a long time, I couldn't touch the match, so I could only smile bitterly and take the cigar off my mouth and put it back into my arms.

Watching the sun set, they spent almost the whole afternoon climbing this time, and the sun turned orange and sprinkled everything with gold on the horizon.

This reminded Gordon of Serena, a woman who loved to see the scenery so much, and perhaps only pure-minded, carefree people would enjoy this gift of nature.

"Gordon, why are you looking for El Dorado? ”

Gore, still lying on the stone, asked with his eyes closed.

"None of us even know if this kind of thing really exists, just relying on that secret phrase to get to the present, we have our own mission, so what about you? What sustains you. ”

Gordon cracked his mouth open, then said with a smile, "Adjutant, I do know that El Dorado does exist, so I can keep going." ”

"Why are you so sure?"

Gore looked helplessly at the blind optimist.

"Because you forgot one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'm Captain Gordon!haha...... Haha......"

Gordon laughed a little breathlessly, as if he had made a bad joke, and when he saw Gore, who had a serious face, he instantly rolled his eyes, and his mood was much better.

He looked at the golden sunset and seemed to think of something, gold, maybe it meant sunshine.

He got up from under the tree, and then walked to the rushing river, watching the water cascade down.

"Where are you going, sir?"

A soldier watched Gordon's dangerous movements, fearing that the man would make some dangerous moves, after all, it was not surprising for anyone to go insane at such times.

"Relax soldier, I'm just trying to find our way back. ”

The soldier looked at the rushing water, as well as the surrounding cliffs, and continued to lie down.

When they came up, they were carried away by their sense of mission, and they didn't think about anything at all, and now they are extremely distressed.

"How's it going to go down, unless you jump from here!"

Gore mocked loudly, as if he had given up all hope and just lay down.

But Gordon didn't have the opportunity to say these words, and just walked to the river, trying to find gold in the water.

He looked upstream along the river and found nothing, no gold at all.

"Gore, aren't you curious where the gold below comes from?"

But Gore closed his eyes and didn't speak at all, he didn't want to pay attention to this anymore, there may be a El Dorado, but that was hundreds of years ago, maybe now there is only that terrible gold left?

"I don't see a shred of gold here. ”

"So, Captain Gordon, could it be that the gold came out of mid-air? Maybe the whole El Dorado was left with only that gold, and it was all washed into the water. ”

"No, adjutant, you forgot that when we were down there, it was because of the gold rushing down that we boarded. ”

After making sure that there was no gold upstream, Gordon walked back to the edge of the waterfall, stood on a protruding rock on the side, and looked down.

The golden light sprinkled on the waterfall, and for a moment, a mirage-like illusion appeared in the waterfall's current, about half a height away.

Golden palace buildings, so splendid.

"Adjutant Gore, do you still have an angel with you?"

"Here. ”

Gore took the canvas-wrapped angel from the cloth pocket on his waist and held it in his hand.

"Do you remember what the secret language says?" Gordon walked over, then took the angel from his hand and smiled eerily.

Gore struggled to open his eyes, looking at the man in front of him, and a lot of hope suddenly flashed in his heart.

"In the fall of the angels, I saw the kingdom of gold. Did you find anything?"

Gordon slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, and the phantom below was already a little unrecognizable, for the gold cast by the sun was getting dimmer and dimmer.

"The fall of the angel, Adjutant Gore. ”

Gordon laughed as he repeated the phrase before tossing it away.

"No!"

Gore didn't care about what Gordon said, guessing that he only knew that the angel was the most important thing for them to find the El Dorado, which the general solemnly handed him and warned him that this thing was more important than his life.

He never expected Gordon to do such a thing, and all he could do at this point was chase the angel and jump.

So unhesitating, this is his mission, to do whatever it takes, to catch the angel, even if it is broken to pieces.

"Gore ......"

Gordon tried to stop his impulse, but it was too late.

At this moment, he could only hope that his guess was correct, if the El Dorado was really there, in that strange space where time flashed, and someone had been there, then he would definitely survive.

"Sir!"

Seeing such a frightening scene, the two soldiers also rushed to the edge of the cliff, looked at Gore who was constantly falling, and then angrily grabbed Gordon by the collar.

"Why did you do such a thing!"

The soldier roared loudly, full of anger and helplessness.

"We've killed enough people, you're murder!"

But Gordon didn't answer, just staring at the waterfall, and the falling Gore, he wanted to catch the angel, but it was clear that it was simply impossible.

The hurricane from the fall blew away the canvas that wrapped the angel, revealing its truest face in the air.

The last rays of the setting sun shone on it, and instead it emitted a blinding golden thread, shooting away the phantom, and a world began to unfold before my eyes.