Chapter 159: The Curse Emerges

Of course, Gordon couldn't do the act of scolding a woman, if it was his own sailor, he would have kicked it with both feet, but Serena couldn't, one of which was that Gordon couldn't beat it at all.

Serena's power to manipulate people's hearts is defenseless, and it may even be Gordon himself who makes a fool of himself in the end, so he just gave a verbal lesson.

This dinner was probably the best they had since entering the jungle, with fresh ingredients, hope for the future, and everything seemed to be moving in the direction of hope.

Of course, only the most core people can grasp the real situation, and the situation is not as easy as imagined.

This night, the howls of the beasts around him were much less, and the soldiers on duty were much more relaxed, waiting for tomorrow's journey.

During the hunt, they had stored enough food, and there was nothing to delay on the way, and Burton, in order to get rid of the Spaniards who did not know where, kept urging the procession forward for the next three days, and finally on the fourth day the soldiers saw what could be called a spectacle.

"Great Falls!"

One of the soldiers first noticed this, and they walked into a place worthy of a valley, the source of the legend, but scattered around it were high cliffs, and those were not mountains, but plateaus.

And the Great Waterfall, right at the source of this river, cascades down from the cliff face of the plateau, splashing loudly.

"My God, this is definitely the biggest waterfall I've ever seen!"

One of the soldiers took off his hat, a little stunned, the waterfall in front of him was simply a miracle of nature, and maybe even the masterpiece of God, just by sight, he could preliminarily measure this waterfall about 3,000 feet.

"Let's go!"

Burton gave the order for the soldiers to step on the rocky banks and shallow waters, and towards that position, more than a hundred people stretched out the whole riverbank, there was no decent road in this place, the river was very shallow, but it was very turbulent in the river, and the flow of water from such a magnificent waterfall was not large, but it only moistened the river.

Gordon tread the water with his sailors, his shoes soaking in the water, but all his attention was drawn to the waterfall in front of him, even though he knew that it might be El Doradora, the cursed place.

A sailor scooped up a piece of gold in the river, no, it should be said that it was a gold brick, with elaborate carvings on it, and this was a work of art, and not natural gold, which greatly boosted morale, and the El Dorado, which was at hand.

It was noon, and at the height of the sun, the water was glistening, and it was a lot of gold.

Many soldiers scooped up the gold from the water, and the joy was indescribable, many of whom had never seen so much gold in their lives.

"Exercise restraint, gentlemen, you are soldiers of the British Royal Navy. ”

Gore reminded loudly that in order to maintain his appearance, he followed Burton's side, of course, he did not put down his identity to fish for the gold, and if he found El Dorado, these things would only be sprinkled with water.

One of the soldiers became more and more excited, and then shouted:

"Haha, these things are mine, mine!"

He was a little mad, and rushed straight into the river, towards the largest gold brick, and then was swept down by the current, and his forehead hit the craggy strange rock, and blood flowed.

"Someone overboard!"

The two soldiers saw this and tried to pull it up, but the blood flowed down the river, and the fallen soldier had become a dead body, smashed on the stone beyond recognition.

The situation is already getting a little out of control.

More and more people rushed into the water and fell to their deaths on top of the gold, their expressions crazy, one second they were normal, but the next they were crazy and plunged into the water.

"Stay away from the river, don't look at the gold!"

Burton shouted anxiously.

"Commander's order, everyone stay away from the river!"

The soldier in charge of the herald passed this order to everyone.

The ecstasy on the soldiers' faces had turned into panic, and the soldiers left the river as if fleeing the plague.

But even then, the bodies of fifteen soldiers have already been dropped in the river.

"It's a curse!"

A soldier shouted, his eyes closed, stumbling through the rocks by groping, not wanting to open his eyes, just wanting to escape.

Then he tripped over a stone and touched something round, and the more he touched it, the more familiar it became.

"Stop!"

The soldier on the side stopped him: "Don't open your eyes!"

What the soldier was touching in his hand was a skull, so pure white and beautiful, but the soldier was already a little frightened, and at this time he knew that touching the skull might really be frightened.

The soldiers on the side pulled him up and dragged him away from the place towards the slope.

"What was that? Tell me, what is that? Are we all going to die here!"

"It's nothing, it's just a stone, we'll get out of here safely. ”

Burton just stared ahead, not looking at the miserable sights, these soldiers didn't know about the curse, and they didn't have any mental preparation, in their minds, all they needed was to defeat the Spaniards, get the gold, and get out of here.

But the reality is far from what they know, and the beautiful scenes are always full of crises, and those seemingly beautiful gold can actually bring death.

The curse is more feared than witches and goblins, because it is invisible, without warning, and without resistance.

"Brigadier General, what shall we do?"

Burton gritted his teeth, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all extremely annoyed, he never thought that he would lose so many men in this outermost place alone.

"Let's get out of here! Get out of here and camp outside. ”

"Everybody, get out of here!

Gore shouted loudly that there was a small grove on the shore to the north that could serve as a reluctant garrison.

At this time, the soldiers seemed to be fleeing, and at this time they could no longer care about the formation, and ran outside one after another.

"Stay calm! Calm the soldiers!"

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"All sailors, stay calm, follow me, there is no problem, we only need to take two more steps to get out of this area!"

Gordon gave the order loudly, gathered his sailors around him, and retreated in an orderly manner.

Of all the people, only Gordon's sailors seemed to be much calmer, after all, the Jackdaw was a magical ship, not to mention a witch among them.

"Serena, can you detect what kind of curse this is?"

Gordon asked in a whisper as he helped Serena, the only lady, to walk quickly.

"No, it's not a curse at all, it's just amplifying the greed of the human heart, and falling into the river!"