The British fellow and cunning Sir Harry Flashman dreams of a political career. Why not take a cushy seat in the House of Commons? Everyone around convinces old Flashy that this is where he belongs. But the circumstances are so lousy that you need to quickly leave London, England, and indeed Europe in general. The eerie jungles of Africa await Flashman, where wild Amazons are ready to poke a spear in the side of any white man who dreams of black slaves. Flashman the slave trader turns into a slave himself. The black inferno is only a small fraction of the heavenly punishment that awaits the cheerful wretch in his next fight for life. The American South will turn out to be even less hospitable. Fierce planters, secret societies, and even the lanky Mr. Lincoln, who sees right through people, are all unhappy with Flashman, everyone wants something from him. The hunted poor guy changes his identities like gloves, thinking only about one thing - to survive at any cost and return home to take revenge.