My British Empire

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Highlanders? The old-fashioned Scott, the brave Nigel and several other people called out in surprise, and the surprised expressions on their faces were wonderful.

What they call Highlanders is not what we call Highlanders.

The Scottish Highlands traditionally refer to the area north-west of the Dumbarton-Stonehaven line, including the Hebrides, parts of Perthshire and Buteshire, where the true Highlanders lived.

The coastal lowlands including Orkney Islands, Shetland Islands, Nairn County, Mary County, Banff County, and most of East Aberdeenshire belong to the highlands in the eyes of the English, but in Scotland In the eyes of people, it is not a real highland.

Although these areas are also different from the lowlands in terms of altitude and terrain, they are also different from the real highlands. They are in the same position. They are basically obedient highlanders who are not as wild and bloody as real highlanders.

There are big differences between the Scottish Highlands and the Scottish Lowlands, such as population structure.

The lowlands are basically English and Celtic, while the highlands are basically Celtic aborigines.

And the language is also different. The language in the lowlands is basically not much different from English, while Gaelic is prevalent in the highlands.

More importantly, the degree of social evolution is different. The lowland area is currently a feudal society, while the highland area is a tribal alliance-style clan society.

The Scottish Highlanders have always been indifferent to Edinburgh's orders, and sometimes even rebelled when they got hotheaded, which caused the nobles of Edinburgh a headache.

For example, the last time the nobles summoned the highlanders to join the battle, all the tribes who were close to the lowland areas came, but the real barbarian warriors of the tribe were nowhere to be seen.

Therefore, none of the people who fought the English last time were real highland warriors, and their wildness has degraded a lot.

Mr. Russell, are you joking? One of the fatter congressmen frowned and said seriously, Even if these highlanders are invited, we may not be able to control them. For us lowlanders I'm afraid it will be another disaster!

Scots in the Lowlands have always had mixed feelings about the Highlanders. On the one hand, when the English invaded, they basically relied on them to drive away the English; on the other hand, once the highlanders were short of food, the lowland areas were their first target. They would not buy with money, but with their own Hand to grab.

Just like this, they have been falling in love and killing each other, hundreds of people have always been like this.

Yes, after the English leave, I'm afraid the lowlands will suffer heavy losses!

Donald thought the same in his heart, and sighed with an unbearable expression on his face.

Hehe! I can't control that much anymore, as long as the English can be driven out, no matter how high the price is!

The old-fashioned Scott had a sneer on his face at this time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked a bit cruel.

Besides, no matter how they make trouble, they can't get on us. Some common people are just dead. It's no big deal!

Yes! As long as we have nothing to do, it's for Scotland anyway, so it's worth sacrificing a little bit!

On the side, Nigel said with a straight and majestic body.

It's possible that those barbarians and the English will lose both. This is a real joy!

As he said that, Nigel seemed to think of a happy ending, grinning happily and giggling.

That's really God's blessing, we can live a peaceful life for a few days!

But the expected echo did not come to mind, instead everyone was silent.

Donald and the others are certainly not as naive as Nigel, and there is nothing so perfect in the world.

After all, such a chance is too slim. The biggest possibility is that the English will defeat the Highlanders. According to their thinking, they still have to invite the French to defeat the exhausted English and return Scotland to the Scots.

Of course, these people acquiesced from the bottom of their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud.

Next, everyone began to discuss specific actions, and the liaison work was handed over to Russell. He often sold food to the highlanders and had a wide network of contacts.

Then everyone discussed again, contacting close businessmen or nobles who were dissatisfied with the council's decision, and pooling money together for action.

This discussion continued until the evening. Looking at the darkening sky, Donald remembered an important matter.

Oh! Everyone, let's leave! The little king of England is holding a banquet tonight, and the nobles and MPs in Edinburgh have basically received invitations!

Let's pack up quickly, don't be late!

While speaking, Donald hurriedly called the servants and began to prepare clothes and carriages.

Oh, really, let's go back quickly, or we will be late, and the king who doesn't look like a good stubble is not easy to mess with!

Russell and the others also thought of this for a moment, hurriedly walked out, and got into their own carriage.

And Nigel, who was disapproving at first, seemed to think of the poor figure of the nobleman who was buried alive yesterday when he heard Russell's words, and trembled all over his body.

It is not worthwhile to offend the king for such a trivial matter. Thinking, Nigel ran out in a hurry, stepped into the carriage with a brisk stride, and hurriedly ordered the groom to go home.

Tonight, Linlith Castle was extremely lively. The beautifully dressed maids ran back and forth, carefully delivering trays of food to the long table on the grass.

And under the moonlight that was slightly covered by clouds, the guards stood upright one by one, holding their spears, or resting their right hands on the long sword at their waists, staring straight ahead.

This time, Edward held an outdoor banquet. After all, there were hundreds of people, and the castle hall couldn't accommodate them.

First of all, a huge tent needs to be set up. The tent is not closed, but transparent on all sides, which only serves as a shelter from the wind and sun.

Thick dining tables and chairs were placed under the tents, with tablecloths on the tables and small napkins on them, and numbered table knives and spoons on top of the napkins. It was not until the 16th century that table forks began to be commonly used.

The maids put plates of food on the long table, while Kong Wu's powerful servants brought barrels of wine from the cellar of the castle. It is conservatively estimated that the cellar has been emptied.

It seems that the Scottish royal family is really poor! Just a few barrels.

Edward looked at the neatly arranged wines in front of him and couldn't help shaking his head.

Lucy, take half of the fire wine on the navy ship, anyway, they won't travel far, so they won't need much!

Edward ordered Lucy, the little maid beside him.

On the other side, Major James, who arrived early, always felt a little uneasy.

Since fresh water cannot be kept for a long time during sea voyages, and rum has not been invented, until Edward distills it with grain and can preserve it for a long time, the entire market is in short supply for strong wine.

The English Navy is even more exaggerated that each ship keeps more than five barrels of strong wine, ranking first in the world.

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