Hearing the young king say this, James was stunned for a moment, and then praised Edward, and Edward himself was embarrassed before being stopped.

"My Major, if there is any need to tell me directly, a war cannot be avoided!"

Edward stared directly at Major James with his eyes, was silent for a while, and then said seriously.

"Your Majesty, this is exactly what I asked for!" James quickly got up and bowed to Edward, his face looking like he had been satisfied.

"I need a lot of ships, a lot of gunpowder, and a lot of manpower to build a fortress!"

"These are small things, and I will order the Scottish Privy Council to cooperate with you in the name of the king!"

"In the future, if there is anything missing, report it directly to the Scottish Privy Council, and I don't believe they dare to make a move under my nose."

As Edward spoke, his eyes became more and more fierce, he didn't believe that those Scottish nobles dared to die now, he didn't want to let the Scottish nobles bleed.

When Major James saw the king like this, his heart was reassured, and he immediately saluted and went to work.

Walking out of the Scottish Palace, Major James rode his horse and walked briskly towards the harbor.

Major James knew the French goals very well, and they were ready to use their superiority to destroy the English navy in one fell swoop, or inflict heavy damage on the English navy, so that their army could calmly land in Scotland and drive out the English army.

Therefore, in the face of the current disadvantage, the navy can only take a defensive attack to cope with all changes, as long as the French army is not allowed to land, after a long time, the army convened by Henry II will be reluctantly disbanded, and the operation will end in failure.

After all, these people were hired, and after a long time, Henry II did not have the money to support so many idlers.

And in the final defensiveness, then the port of Edinburgh is very important.

Located at the mouth of the Scottish East Coast, Edinburgh is surrounded by volcanic ash and rocky cliffs, so Edinburgh is almost impossible to conquer without an internal response.

The same is true of the port, the port of Edinburgh is like a low flat hill, half-surrounded by steep rocks, as long as a few forts are built and a few forts are erected, it is difficult for the French army to break their heads and conquer the port.

And why the French army had to conquer Edinburgh was because in the coastal area of Scotland, only the port of Edinburgh was relatively flat, with a deep draft, and could dock cargo ships of hundreds of tons.

While thinking about it, James was very confident that the French would return in vain, and he could even bite a few bites, capture a few warships, and expand the English navy.

At this time, the various tribes of the Scottish Highlands began to act, and the whole Highlands appeared restless.

And the MacDonald tribe, which is the farthest away, has already begun to prepare.

The young and strong warriors fed their close horses and whispered something in their ears from time to time.

The young children also sensibly followed their mother to help pack up their father's and brother's belongings.

Cheese, dried beef, lamb, and precious weapons, bronze swords or stone axes, were the guarantee of the soldiers' survival on the battlefield and had to be taken seriously.

As mentioned earlier, Scotland's lack of mineral resources and poor harvesting and forging skills, not to mention iron, and even bronze are rare weapons.

And for the highlanders, getting a bronze weapon is the best rite of passage.

Although the eighteen-year-old Adair is the son of the chief, he has been on the battlefield since he was fourteen years old, and he has spent almost the past four years on the battlefield.

for food and slaves, fighting with other tribes; for wealth and food, fight with the lowlanders; To protect the family and the tribe, fight with the wolves.

The blood of war was already in his veins, and he wanted to be a warrior like his father all the time.

"Father, why didn't you let me participate this time!" As a well-known warrior in the tribe, Adair couldn't understand why his father didn't let him participate in this raid on the lowlands, so he went straight to his father's tent and asked.

"Am I not brave enough? Am I doing something wrong? It wasn't until the night before he set off that he knew he wasn't in the party, which made him uncomfortable, who had always been conceited.

And Ronald, the leader of the tribe, was very calm in front of his son, wiping a sharp iron sword in his hand over and over again, concentrating.

"Whatever you want to say, I know it, the tribe also needs people to watch the house!"

Ronald gently stroked the iron sword in his hand, which he had paid for twenty wolf skins and which he had always cherished.

He also knew about his son's distress, and when he finished speaking, a sentence that was not salty or light came out.

"But, why am I the housekeeper, I am the most heroic warrior in the tribe, and I am most needed in the team that goes out on the expedition!"

Adair rejected this reason.

"Because you are the number one warrior of the tribe, I let you stay in the tribe to protect your brothers and sisters, as well as your mother!"

"I don't want to let the tribe hear the news of being attacked and suffering heavy losses after the expedition, understand?"

Ronald put down the iron sword in his hand, stared into Adair's eyes and said, with an undoubted message in his eyes.

"Besides, our ancestors told us that there will be no lambs in the world that will automatically run into the sheepfold, and with you, we can rest assured!"

Finally, Ronald patted his son on the shoulder, picked up the iron sword, and walked out of the tent, and Adair opened his mouth, speechless.

After Ronald came out, almost every tent would come out of a warrior, a real highland warrior.

After waiting for about ten minutes, there were already more than 300 people gathered behind Ronald, these were all recognized warriors in the tribe, each of them had at least three scars on their faces or bodies, and the average age was about thirty years old, which was the golden age of men.

Stepping on the horse, Ronald slowly walked out of the camp with more than 300 highland soldiers behind him.

At this time, the Campbell tribe, which had already learned the news in advance, gathered a team of 200 people and had come to the Glasgow area.

"Look, Chief, let's get started! I can't hold back the craving in my heart! ”

The Campbell tribe was lying in ambush outside a village at this time, looking at the village with no lights in front of them and no people patrolling it, and one of the bald warriors said to the tribal leader with a wistful expression.

"Yes! Let's go together! Let's be happy and happy today! ”

The tribal leader also shouted uncontrollably at this time, and the horizontal flesh on his face shook and trembled, which was very scary.

Immediately the village was overwhelmed by more than 200 highland warriors, and the barking of dogs, the cries of babies, and the howls of women resounded in this peaceful village.