Chapter 452: Chapter 224: Sudden Change! (Thanks to Boss Meng Zesheng for the Alliance Leader reward!!!)_2
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Meanwhile, on the other side.
Thomson and his group, having left Mendisolo Village, were unaware of the conversation at the village entrance, nor did they know someone inside had been missing for half a day.
At this moment, they were racing towards Whitecome Mountain according to their original plan.
Scotland... or the United Kingdom, located on Great Britain, though sizable, is still considered an ’island,’ so there aren’t many tall mountains within its borders.
For example, the highest peak in the entire United Kingdom is Ben Nevis in Scotland.
This mountain is only 4406 feet high, just over 1300 meters.
While domestically there are countless mountains over 1500 meters in altitude, Ben Nevis, if marketed ordinarily, might not even be considered a famous mountain.
The highest peak in England is already so; Whitecome Mountain is even less significant.
The highest peak of Whitecome Mountain is about 570 meters, nearly half the height of the highest peak in Xu Yun’s hometown, Ancient Cliff Tail.
Even from the ground, one can easily... ahem, easily see its summit.
Though Whitecome Mountain is low, its land area is quite substantial.
It resembles a giant east-west wall between Edinburgh and Dumfries Town.
To connect the two, one must pass through this barrier.
If not for this.
Thomson would have chosen to take a detour long ago.
Over an hour after setting off from Mendisolo Village, the carriage arrived at the foot of Whitecome Mountain.
Thomson identified the map, then pointed to a winding mountain road and said:
"We’ll enter the mountain from here; it’s the shortest way across, just crossing over two smaller peaks to reach the other side."
"Our goal today is to cross Whitecome Mountain, rest outside the mountain overnight, and reach the nearest outpost to Dumfries Town tomorrow."
Thomson’s current location is somewhat delicate, at the exact border between England and Scotland, in an absolutely sensitive area.
Although the two sides haven’t officially turned against each other yet, vigilance has become much stricter recently.
Dumfries Town at this time is somewhat akin to the ancient ’marketplace’ in Huaxia; technically a middle zone.
Thus, Scotland has established an outpost between Dumfries Town and Whitecome Mountain, staffed by a squad belonging to the Royal Scottish Border Camp.
Fifty men in the squad, specifically responsible for verifying the identities of passing merchants.
On the other hand.
Further south.
England has also stationed a border patrol squad belonging to the Coldstream Guards First Battalion, fifty men strong.
These two outposts are somewhat like border checkpoints, forming a natural solitary passage with Whitecome Mountain, only avoidable by a detour of hundreds of miles—and taking such a detour might mean encountering other outposts.
Thus, these two outposts are the only gathering points Thomson’s plan passes through.
According to his plan.
After passing the Dumfries Town outpost, he could drop Xu Yun off, allowing him to head to Dumfries Town along the road.
Xu Yun just needs to spend some money to find an English merchant caravan in Dumfries Town for a return trip—after all, these days smuggling inspections target goods, and solo travelers can still get by with some money maneuvering.
Actually.
In the original history.
Three years later.
A massive military conflict between England and Russia would break out at the Dumfries outpost camp in the 19th century.
The conflict would involve over five hundred people, with nearly a hundred deaths.
Don’t be fooled by the seemingly small numbers.
Those familiar with border conflicts know that before official war declarations, border skirmishes don’t allow firearms.
Most fights are close combat, with sticks, at best equipped with crossbow arrows.
Relevant situations can reference the sensitive video of the conflict on June 15, 2020, which won’t be elaborated on here.
In short, in such border conflicts without official warfare, no one dare fire the first shot.
Whoever carries flintlock guns, takes the blame, ancient and modern times, no exception.
Thus, a death toll of ninety is indeed not a small number. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
However, Xu Yun isn’t a history major, so he doesn’t know the historical stories of this area.
At the moment, he’s leisurely sitting in the carriage front, watching as the horse pulls the carriage forward, reminiscent almost of Brother Lv.
"Luo Feng."
After walking for some time.
Will glanced at the carriage, turned sideways, and said:
"I asked Mr. Thomson last night; the Empire indeed hasn’t fought with the dynasties on the Huaxia Land, but..."
Xu Yun looked at him and asked:
"But what?"
"But it’s said that dynasty is very corrupt, seems to be called something... Mongol Invasion?"
Xu Yun was stunned, many thoughts flashed in his mind. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Will’s mention of Mongol Invasion clearly refers to the Qing Dynasty; it’s just a pronunciation discrepancy.
However, the term Mongol Invasion, surprisingly aligns somewhat with historical reality?
Meaning...
The eastern world should be developing normally without the influence of Little Niu’s timeline, nor having any relation to Northern Song Dungeon.
Just that here in Europe due to certain reasons, the initially expected invasions seem delayed?
Thinking of this.
Xu Yun couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.
If the current era’s Great Ming reign were to be, that would be another matter; perhaps he might find some way to prolong it.