"Gentlemen, ladies, we must firmly believe that the tyrants of Hanover will be driven out of England, and the Stuart family will come back to Britain!"

On this day, the wind was light and the clouds were light, the birds and flowers were singing. The nobles and wealthy businessmen in Edinburgh were still smiling, with a happy expression, no matter what they were in their hearts.

His Highness, the young prince, commanded the soldiers to carry wealth and weapons from the palace, while giving speeches to the nobles and wealthy businessmen who were sending off.

Balabara said it all, and the final central idea was one sentence:

Be sure to believe me, I will definitely hit London.

In response to this, the nobles were full of expressions of agreement, and their acting skills seemed to be natural.

Even though I hated him to death, I still smiled and responded with cooperation from time to time, fully satisfying Charlie's vanity.

"Goodbye, everyone, I'm waiting for you in London!" Charlie jumped gently, sat on his own horse, waved at the looking nobles, his face full of reluctance.

Dada dada...

As the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away and the departure of thousands of troops, the nobles of Edinburgh all breathed a sigh of relief.

"This damn Charlie, I lost a thousand pounds!" Earl Argail looked at Charlie's departure and said furiously.

"So too, I spent a thousand pounds to redeem it!"

"I'm two thousand pounds!"

"I'm three thousand!"

With everyone's approval, everyone realized that they had paid the ransom. The higher the title, the less the ransom. People with the lower title could only endure the blood and lick the wound silently.

"Go around and head northwest!" After walking for a few miles, the direction of the army changed from south to northwest, which was the direction of the highland.

"Your Highness, why do you even take away those oil paintings?"

When the vampire Anderson looked at the car behind, especially the brightly colored oil painting, his eyes lit up. He watched carefully for a few minutes before asking curiously.

"These are all mine and cannot be left to those Englishmen!" Charlie looked at the endless grassland ahead, his vision and mind couldn't help but open up, with a smile on his face.

"Besides, my Count, I am short of money, a lot of money!"

Facing the vampire Anderson in a cloak, Charlie did not hide anything, but answered seriously.

"Your Highness, if you are short of money, I can help you get it from the nobles and wealthy merchants for you, so there is no need to be too troublesome!"

Anderson shook his head, glanced at the bright oil painting, and then said softly.

"With my strength, it is hard for the nobles to stop them!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Charlie said coldly at the vampire.

Vampires are elusive every day, have a very weak sense of existence, and can also turn into bats. Stealing some money is like taking a picture for them.

Moreover, with the strength of Earl Anderson, there are probably few people in the entire Edinburgh that can stop him from stealing.

When he thought of this, Charlie immediately felt that boxes of gold flew directly past his eyes, and he was still stupid and didn't know.

"Sorry, Your Highness! However, I can help you identify those oil paintings and mark them with real value, and you will never lose money!"

Anderson glanced at Charlie's ugly face and said with a pity, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Go, go!" Charlie sat on the horse weakly, his energy just now disappeared without a trace.

The loss of more than 100,000 pounds made the prince, who had always been sunny, feel so sad that he lost his energy.

"Edinburgh, I'm leaving!" Charlie's lips raised slightly toward the city where the outline was gradually blurring, and finally waved his hand.

"Gather—" Moving forward, Charlie came to the leader of the MacDonald tribe who was known as the "King of the North" and said softly:

"When I arrive in Glasgow, and have a rest, I need to disband those useless soldiers!"

"I understand what you mean, Your Highness!" Leader MacDonald nodded to show that he understood.

"Yeah!" After giving this order, Charlie returned to the central army.

"It seems that the Stuart family has failed again!" The leader of the Cameron tribe on the side looked at Prince Charlie who was leaving, then turned his head and said to the tall Chief MacDonald.

"Yes, this time it failed again, and next time, it may be even harder!" Leader MacDonald nodded and glanced at the distant back.

Of course, this uprising by Charlie is not the first time. His father James III also came to Scotland to lead the uprising, which ended in failure.

Of course, he did not consider his tribe retreating as an important factor in his failure.

"The Stuart family has become a thing of the past, and now we should pay attention to the attitude of the English!"

Back to his army and staring at the lazy soldier, Charlie suddenly felt angry, but when he thought of his about to disband, the angry came and went in a hurry.

At night, the army suddenly came to Glasgow, which surprised the merchants and nobles of the city.

The next day, Charlie disbanded the troops who had followed him for half a year on the spot, leaving less than 500 elite troops and twenty-four bronze cannons, and left directly.

Of course, there are more than two thousand prisoners.

Each soldier had a dissolution fee of ten pounds, and Charlie directly dispersed tens of thousands of pounds.

And those prisoners, Charlie had long left them to the nobles of Edinburgh, and asked them to give them as gifts to the English!

Leaving Glasgow, Scotland's largest city, not only did he lose money, but his wallet rose to 200,000 pounds. The vampire Anderson and the naughty Princess Mary made an indelible contribution.

“Is this the highland?”

What appeared before Charlie was the grassland that was no longer green. When you saw the undulating mountains everywhere.

Perhaps it was the love of the Creator or the bias of nature, the mountains here were more or less strange.

The appearance of the mountain is plain and simple, mostly with smooth and round curves, with little ups and downs, without any sharp or abrupt momentum.

They mostly sit in the shape of a rough steamed bun, in groups of three or three, scattered on this lonely plateau. The large wasteland under the corners of the mountain are scattered with huge round stones, covered with black moss marks, presenting a polar landform.

Desolate, steep, and uninhabited.

Charlie thought of this adjective.

At night, a bonfire was set up, and Charlie sat around with the guards and the sadly selected soldiers.

"Don't worry, no matter what, you will never be worse than before. Marrying a wife and having children is a slightest idea!" Charlie silently brainwashed the soldiers.

"Ba"

There was a sound, and three men in cape suddenly appeared in front of Charlie.

"Who are you?" Charlie asked sternly.
Chapter completed!