Die Versunkene Stadt Z - Hunderte von Entdeckern Starben

There are a number of ancient cities that are considered to be myths by most authors, some of whom believe that they existed before history was written on earth in various places. The lost city of Cet is just like Atlantis such a mysterious place. There is an interesting document that is called Manuscript 512 and is located in the Brazilian National Library in Rio de Janeiro. It mentions how a group of discoverers in 1753 came across a destroyed ancient city in eastern Brazil. This great stone city was different from all the cities ever seen, with an architecture reminiscent of early Greece and mysterious writings that are not native to the region. The most famous person who ever looked for this lost city was a man named Scolonel Percy Harrison Fawcett, a well-known discoverer who tried to discover the lost city, which was assumed to be hidden somewhere in the Amazon jungle. According to myths and legends, the lost city of Cet was built in ancient times by the descendants of Atlantis. It is assumed that the Atlanteans, who survived the destruction of their homeland, fled to various regions of the earth and some of them landed in the Amazon, where they settled. Colonel Fawcett undertook eight expeditions and disappeared in the last under strange circumstances. Did he find the lost city of Cet in the Amazon jungle? Could the lost city of Cet be connected to El Dorado and Atlantis? And what exactly happened to Colonel Fawcett on his last expedition? Join us on Universum India and let's dive into this mysterious mystery together. In the age of research, stories about lost mythical cities were very popular. But where do stories about huge cities made of gold come from, inhabited by powerful beings? We can say that part of the stories come from the old continent. Many years after Plato's description of Atlantis, when European explorers began to reach America, the myths and legends of supernatural creatures and pseudo-human tribes slowly fade away. The stories of huge old cities, which were hidden in the heart of the jungle. But what exactly is the reason? Some authors would argue that thanks to the abundance of indigenous communities with whom the Europeans were confronted, their superfluous religious rights fed the European fantasies, which spread quickly. The idea of ​​a great civilization whose wealth is unimaginable was quickly recognized as a common idea. An idea that, according to many authors, was later known as the legend of El Dorado and which also silenced the insane hunger for gold of the first and subsequent visitors to the continent. Legends about such wealthy abandoned cities served thousands of discoverers, conquistadors and settlers as perfect inspiration to fearlessly dive into the unknown. However, this is not the case with the lost city of Zed. What is different about this great city is that, unlike other myths and legends, there is real evidence for its existence. Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett was a British explorer who named the lost city of Zed in 1912 after he had found an old document entitled Manuscript 512, which is now kept in the National Library of Brazil. It is assumed that the document entitled Manuscript 512 was written by a Portuguese Bandeirante. Bandeirantes were Portuguese settlers and lucky knights in Brazil in the 17th century. Although they once aimed to capture and enslave indigenous people, they later began their expeditions to find gold, silver and diamond mines. When they ventured into unknown regions in search of profit and adventure, they expanded the effective borders of the Brazilian colony. One of these Bandeirantes was João da Silva Guimarães, the man who discovered the ruins of a mighty ancient city in the Amazon jungle in 1753, with arches, statues and hieroglyphs-covered temples. The mysterious Manuscript 512 was written by this man, and in it he described the city in great detail, although he did not mention its location. The enigmatic manuscript is completed by curious details, such as the documentation of the discovery of a bag with gold coins, the silhouette of an archer and a crown, or the reproduction of hieroglyphs, which were copied from various corners of the city and of which some say that they show an incredible similarity with Greek and Phoenician letters. These strange characters were engraved into the large stones and sealed the treasury that the Bandeirantes could not open. Access to the original manuscript in the National Library of Brazil is extremely limited, although a digital version of it was available with an update in the library. The fascinating manuscript was discovered many years later and inspired many to look for the lost city. The most prominent of these researchers was the man who discovered the letter, Colonel Percy Fawcett, and was extremely obsessed with it. He was the leader of numerous expeditions. Between 1906 and 1924 he undertook seven expeditions, even returning home to serve in World War I. During his many trips, Fawcett had heard rumors about a secret, ancient underground city that was located somewhere in the jungle of Chile and which, according to stories, legends and reports, consisted of silver-plated streets and golden roofs. After he had discovered the manuscript that confirmed the existence of this mysterious city, Fawcett was sure that it was real and was waiting to be discovered out there in the depths of the jungle. In 1912, Fawcett wrote a letter to his son about the lost city of Zed. I expect that the ruins have a monolithic character, older than the oldest Egyptian finds. According to the inscriptions, which were found in many parts of Brazil, the inhabitants used a writing that is related to many old European and Asian writings. There are also rumors about a strange light source in the buildings, a phenomenon that the indigenous people, who claimed to have seen it, filled with horror. I call the central place Zed. Our main destination is in a valley that is surrounded by high mountains. The valley is about ten miles wide, and the city lies on a hill in the middle, to which you can get through a stone road of the size of a ton. The houses are low and windowless. There is a pyramid-shaped temple. The inhabitants of the place are quite numerous. They keep pets and they have well-developed mines in the surrounding hills. Not far away is a second city, but the people living there are subject to Zed. Further south is another large city, half-buried and completely destroyed. According to this letter, Colonel Fawcett firmly believed in the existence of this city and he was determined to be the man who would discover it. However, a solo attempt to search for Zed ended after he suffered from fever and shot his pack animal. In March 1925, after five years of preparation with the funding of a group of financiers based in London, known as the Glove and the Royal Geographic Society, Fawcett returned with his eldest son Jack and his best long-time friend for an exploration expedition to Brazil to find the lost city of Zed. Fawcett left behind instructions that no rescue expedition should be sent if the expedition did not return, so that the rescuers would not suffer his fate. Fawcett, who had years of travel experience, was very well prepared this time. He had equipment such as cans, milk powder, rifles, light signals, a sextant and a chronometer with him. His travel companions were both chosen due to their health, their abilities and their loyalty to each other. Fawcett chose only two companions to travel easier and with less attention to local tribes, as some outsiders were hostile. He was sure that the discovery of the mythical city would crown his expedition. In May 1925, the expeditions reached the edge of the unknown territory and explored an area that had never been crossed by a foreigner. Fawcett's convictions were strongly influenced by what the natives had told him about allegedly lost cities in the Amazon jungle, even his penultimate letter mentions such a story. In the correspondence of Colonel Fawcett on May 20, 1925, it says, I saw the Indian captain Roberto and had a conversation with him. Under the growing influence of wine, he confirmed everything my Cuyaba friend told me and more. Because of what his grandfather had told him, he always wanted to make a trip to the waterfall, but now he is too old. He is of the opinion that there are numerous evil indigenous people there, but admits to the statement that his ancestors built the old cities. I am inclined to doubt that, because he is, like the Meinaku, of the brown or Polynesian type, and it is the bright or red type that I associate with the cities. The team traveled to areas that no one had ever seen before. They were exposed to many dangers, but they did not give up. Finally, they reached an area called Dead Horse Camp, when Fawcett sent messages for another five months and finally stopped after the fifth. In this Depeche, he wrote a letter to his wife on May 29, 1925. My dear Nina, the attempt to write is associated with many difficulties, thanks to the flock of flies that bother you from morning to evening and sometimes all night long. The worst are the tiny ones, which are smaller than a pinhead, almost invisible, but sting like a mosquito. Clouds of them are always present. Millions of bees contribute to the plague, and other beetles in abundance. Stinging frights that go over your hands. Even the head nets do not keep them away, and as far as mosquito nets are concerned, the plague ghosts fly through. It's pretty crazy. We hope to get through this area in a few days and camp here for a while to arrange the return of the workers who are fed up with coming back. And I can't get enough of them. We go on with eight animals. Three saddle-mouthed animals, four load-mouthed animals. One guide animal that keeps the others together. The guide animal is healthy and fit and gets stronger every day. Although he suffers a bit from the insects, I myself am bitten and stung by ticks and these pythons, as they are called, all over my body. It's Raleigh I'm worried about. He still has a bandage on one leg, but he won't go back. So far we have enough to eat and don't have to walk, but I'm not sure how long this will last. There won't be much to eat for the animals if we keep going in. I can't hope to do better on this trip than Jack or Raleigh. My additional years show it, although I'm doing my best to balance it with enthusiasm. But I had to do this. I expect that in about a week, maybe ten days, I will connect with the Indians, if we are able to reach the much-talked-about waterfall. Here we are in the Dead Horse Camp, 110.43 meters wide and 540.35 meters long, the place where my horse died in 1920. Only his white bones are left. We can take a bath here, but the insects make it a hasty affair. Nevertheless, the season is going well. At night it is very cold and fresh in the morning, but at noon the insects and the heat are in full force. From then until the evening, it is a misery in the camp. You don't have to be afraid of a failure. These were the last words of Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett. Two years have passed and nothing has been heard from him, his son and the men who followed him. One of the most famous explorers in history, along with all the members of his expedition, completely disappeared without a trace. And no one had any idea what happened to them, which led to many expeditions, which were launched to find Fawcett, to experience the same fate. Everyone who followed the traces of Colonel Fawcett completely disappeared or came to life during the experiment. Fawcett's disappearance led to a total of 13 expeditions, in which more than 100 people lost their lives, in the attempt not only to find Fawcett, but also the legendary lost city of Z. No one knows what exactly happened to Fawcett, his expedition and the more than 100 people who were looking for him. Numerous theories have been set up. Some say that Fawcett and his team were killed by an Amazon tribe, while others suspected that they were starved, drunk or suffered from an illness. There are some who say that Fawcett and his team reached the lost city of Z and maybe spent their last days there. Maybe the lost city of Z is still somewhere out there, in the depths of the Amazon jungle. Maybe we will never know his whereabouts. Thank you for watching. If you liked the video, please click on like. If you are new here, please subscribe to the channel and click on the bell to be informed about future notifications.