My British Empire

  Chapter 157 MacDonald Tribe

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Although the Duke of Guise is fifty-three years old, as a soldier, he has fought under François I for decades, and abruptly changed from a second son of a duke without a territory to a favorite of the king, becoming the only one who is not A nobleman who was awarded a duke as a member of the royal family, a good body gave him great capital.

   Therefore, among the nobles, he was able to complete the tasks assigned by the king, thus becoming the hottest noble in France.

  He was wearing a black aristocratic costume with lace trim, especially the ruff collar around his neck, which was exactly the same as that of Henry II.

  What is a ruff collar? It is a collar that is shaped like a wheel. The collar is tied high, thick and hard, and is wrapped by a long tube from the entire neck.

  After wearing it around the neck, the head cannot move freely, it is inconvenient to eat and drink, and the neck cannot be crooked or twisted, which brings great troubles to people.

   But it has an advantage, it can force people to show a proud, dignified, and invincible posture.

   And this kind of clothing was spread from France to the world, and it was very popular among nobles. This is also one of the origins of the title of Gallic Chicken.

  So, in the face of Henry II, Guise still feels a sense of arrogance, but Henry II is used to it.

"Your Majesty, according to reports from spies, on May 5th, Major Dio Jean Cousrant captured the gates of Edinburgh, and then united with the English to capture Edinburgh, including Queen Mary and Queen Mary. , all the nobles were captured!"

   "Subsequently, on May 15th, King Edward VI of England led the navy and 7,000 (including 2,000 civilians) troops to station in Edinburgh."

   Lowering his head, the Duke of Guise's deep voice sounded slowly, with a dignified expression on his face.

   "What? It's been more than ten days, why did you only get the news now? Why did you go!"

  After listening to the Duke of Guise's narration, Henry II questioned directly, his whole body was like an erupting volcano, full of burning magma, easily destroying anyone.

  The maids serving on the side were trembling with fright, and their faces turned pale, but the Duke of Guise was not frightened, and the whole person was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

   "My lord, this time it is mainly due to the blockade of the port and Edinburgh by the Earl of Wellington in England, which caused a delay in the news!"

  The Duke of Guise spoke calmly, his eyes calm.

   "Your Majesty, we should think about how to act now!"

   "Are the five thousand soldiers still operating as usual?"

  It turned out that Henry II was worried about the situation in Scotland at the beginning. As early as when Earl Edward invaded Scotland, the French were preparing to increase their troops.

   At that time, not long after Henry II came to the throne, the local nobles were a little ready to move. When Henry II calmed down the domestic nobles, the French Protestants became restless.

   In view of the fact that Scotland is not in danger for a while and remains in a stable state, Henry II first took care of the Protestants before preparing to gather troops to help Scotland.

  Who knows, after all the troops were finally gathered, Henry II also borrowed a lot of money to make up the funds, and Scotland would be finished, which almost made Henry II vomit blood.

   "Pie, recruit another 3,000 people this time, and make up 8,000 people. The English people who must be killed will be bloody. It is best to capture that teenage Edward VI alive!"

  Henry II gritted his teeth, and said viciously, the sharp eyes looked frightening.

   "But, Your Majesty, our navy may not be able to deal with the English!"

  The Duke of Guise was not embarrassed either, and hit Henry II.

   "Recruit me in the Netherlands, or in Denmark, no matter how much you spend, I will annihilate the entire English navy this time!"

  Henry II gritted his teeth and said that he felt that his face had been cut a bit when Edward snatched his daughter-in-law.

   "Yes, Your Majesty, as you wish!" When the war was mentioned, the Duke of Guise was a little excited, especially when facing the old enemy of England, it was even more exciting.

  Unfortunately, I am not suitable for naval warfare. When the English navy is destroyed, I will lead the army to capture Edward VI alive.

  Thinking silently in his heart, the Duke of Guise returned to his mansion and began to complete the tasks assigned by Henry II.

  ……The evil dividing line……

   Clan (Clan), a social group that claims to have a common ancestor. The word is Gaelic and means "offspring" or "child".

  The Scottish Highland clan is almost synonymous with clan.

   They prospered and prospered until 1745, when the Scottish clans failed to revolt in support of the Stuarts' return to the throne, and the powers of the clan chiefs were not abolished since then.

  Each Scottish clan takes an ancestor's name to the family surname, often prefixed with Mac (abbreviated Mc or M\'), meaning "son". Common clan names are McPherson, McDougall, McGregor and Gordon, and each clan wears its own plaid cloak, or tartan.

   And these clans often raided the lowlands of southeastern Scotland by surprise, thus acquiring a reputation for lawlessness.

  Leading the horse and following the caravan, Lewis lightly stepped on the ground covered with moss and gravel, and had to cross the flowing water from time to time, which was very hard work.

   This is a canyon area, the horse cannot carry him walking, he needs to get down by himself.

As the envoy sent by Donald and Russell, Lewis is the leader of the entire caravan. Except for the guide, everyone in the caravan is subordinate to Donald and others. The goods in the caravan are also brought by them. Gifts from various tribes.

   Among them are not only the salt and cloth needed by the highlanders, but also the more precious bronze weapons. There is also the more precious wine, which is a gift to the clan leader.

   This is his last stop. The MacDonald clan is located in the most northwest of Scotland, and it is also one of the best clans in the entire Highlands.

   Throughout the 14th and 15th centuries, the MacDonald clan was the most powerful tribe in Scotland, ruling the entire canyon region of western Scotland and the surrounding islets, known as the "King of the Outer Islands".

   Even now, the MacDonald clan still dominates the highlands together with the Grant, Campbell, Fisher, Cameron and other clans.

  Taking arduous steps, the group of people finally walked out of the canyon and came to the flat plateau. Some figures could be vaguely seen in front of them.

   "Boss, we're here. The Macdonald tribe is ahead. I've been walking for decades, and there's nothing wrong with it!" an old guide who was about to lose his teeth pointed forward and said excitedly, his cloudy eyes shining brightly.

   "Well! It's finally here! I'm exhausted!" Lewis leaned on a tree branch as a crutch, and said loudly to his subordinates.

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