My British Empire

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The sparse green grass ahead can cover Lewis' knees, and under the green grass are pieces of gravel. From a distance, such a vast grassland is boundless.

And when the sun came here, he was also a little groggy. The sun shone on his body, but Lewis couldn't feel the warmth. Instead, even his skin conveyed to him a cold foreboding.

Looking up at the dim sun in front of him, Lewis thought for a while, turned around, and suggested: "Everyone should wear furs. This place is different from the lowlands, but there should be no accidents at this time!"

After finishing speaking, he opened his horse's camel backpack, pulled out a woolen coat, put it on the outermost layer, and made his whole body look bigger.

Since their boss had already worn them, their subordinates also took out their coats from their backpacks one by one and wrapped them outside.

Simply here in Scotland, there is a shortage of everything, that is, there is no shortage of sheep, and basically everyone has a wool coat.

Looking at the bloated caravan members, Lewis led the team forward slowly.

It was true that Wangshan ran a dead horse. From a distance, they saw that the distance was only a few miles. After they walked for an hour, the route still remained the same.

Fortunately, they rode horses and walked for about four hours. The sun's rays became weaker and weaker, and they couldn't feel the warmth at all, and the temperature dropped sharply. Lewis found that they could all see the hot air they exhaled.

When they came to the MacDonald tribe, which was full of bonfires, it was completely dark, and the whole plateau was completely dark, and they could even hear a few howling wolves.

You know, in the highlands where the land is sparsely populated, the animals are the masters of the highlands. The population of the MacDonald tribe is only over a thousand, while the largest wolf pack on the highlands is almost a thousand. When the two work together, humans It's totally hopeless.

And these dozens of them are definitely the best food for the wolves at night in the highlands.

"Logan, go and say hello, be careful!" Lewis and the others were a mile away from the MacDonald tribe, carefully observing the patrolling riders, turned their heads, and said to the cowering guide on the side.

The reason why Lewis looked for this skinny old man was not only because he knew the addresses of various tribes in the highland area, but also because he had been traveling with caravans in the highlands for decades, so he was very familiar with the leaders and people of each tribe. It will prevent them from being persecuted innocently.

"Okay, let's see mine!" The old man named Logan agreed confidently, "I basically know all the warriors here, so nothing will happen!"

With that said, Logan picked up a torch, rode on a horse, gave Lewis a reassuring look, and walked slowly over.

Seeing Logan walking past slowly on horseback made Lewis and the others anxious, feeling speechless at this speed.

And outside the fence of the MacDonald tribe, the cavalry guarding the patrol saw a man riding a horse walking over slowly holding a torch in the distance, and doubts arose in his heart for a moment.

"Go and call the leader, just say that there are suspicious people coming!"

During the patrol, a man with engraved patterns on his body, wearing a Scottish tartan skirt unique to the MacDonald tribe, and a circle stronger than the others around him held a torch and said to the patrol soldiers on the side.

"En!" The patrolman nodded without retorting, and then rode to find the leader.

Afterwards, the tall Scottish warrior frowned and stared at Logan who was approaching gradually.

"Hi! Is that Adair in front? I'm Logan! Merchant Logan."

Slowly approaching the fence of the MacDonald tribe, Logan quickly dismounted, raised his hands, and saw the highlanders raising their bows and arrows and preparing to shoot with horror.

And he happened to see the majestic figure in front of him, felt a little familiar, and then shouted loudly.

"Wait a minute!" Adair felt that the voice was a little familiar, and with the man calling his name, he hesitated to make people stop shooting.

After listening carefully for a while, and the distance getting closer, Adair recognized Logan in front of him based on the somewhat blurred face and voice.

"Oh! So it's Logan! Didn't you say you're going home to retire? Why are you back this time!"

Knowing that this was someone he knew, Adair asked Logan loudly, apparently he still had some doubts.

"Adair, you know, I can't afford to get up early, this time there is a big deal, so I can only get out of bed!"

Logan slowly led the horse to Adair, but said with a smile in his mouth.

In less than a minute, Logan had arrived in front of Adair, bent slightly, with a hippie smile on his face.

"You really want money and life!" Adair admired the old man in front of him, patted his shoulder, and sighed softly.

I remember that when he was a child, Logan appeared in his memory, and every year he would bring a large amount of scarce goods to exchange items with their tribe, and this time was the happiest time for these children.

"Hehe!" Logan was patted on the shoulder by Adair, and he felt as if a big stone was thrown at him, and there was an extra pain.

"Adair, your strength is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that you are almost the number one warrior in the tribe!" Logan said with trembling voice, his eyelids trembling.

"Who is the number one warrior!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud roar from a distance, like thunder, rang in Logan's ear.

I saw a middle-aged man with thick hair, rough skin, and a burly figure who was as tall as Adair walking towards him.

The most striking of these are the three scars on his face, one of which almost scratched his eye.

Logan's eyes lit up, and he quickly bent down to greet him, "Chief Ronald, long time no see!"

"Oh! So it's Logan! Why are you here at night!"

Ronald glanced at Logan, then patted him on the shoulder and asked curiously.

"Father!" Adair on the side also shouted loudly at this time.

"En!" Ronald glanced at his son, and then turned his gaze to Logan.

"Haha! Chief Ronald, I am here to bring you a big business!"

Logan smiled when he heard the words, and said loudly, "Some of my companions are still outside, when they come, I will talk to you carefully!"

"Okay! I'm here to see what the big business you're talking about is like!"

Immediately, Logan stood at the fence, waving the torch in his hand towards the distance, and then Ronald and the others waited for a while, and saw a caravan of more than fifty people coming.

The eyes of Ronald and other highlanders were about to pop out. This was almost half a year's worth of supplies exchanged by their tribe.

"Big boss! I'm here this time to bring a big deal to your tribe!"

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