All you have to do, if you wish to conquer a continent, is walk in front of a posh audience (queens, TV cameras, whatever) and produce a box of gold (can be yours, doesn’t matter, can be your mother’s) and a strong, hot BROWN person dressed in nothing but feathers and a strange haircut – can be anybody, your neighbor, your florist, your son’s gym teacher. If you say you’ve just returned from a newly discovered land with riches and healthy slaves, you will inspire generations, hundreds of THOUSANDS of bandeirantes whose JOB will be to rob, rape, slaughter and enslave everyone they meet and call it adventure in the name of their government. That’s how you get then Brazil and suchlike.