That sword you carry is made of iron from this earth, forged in the fires of Britain. It was love of your mother that freed the sword, not hatred of me. Love, Arthur.
And what of the free will of your knights?Did they die in vain?
Donít touch their women. We donít mix with these people. What kind of offspring do you think that would yield? Weak people. Half people. I will not have our Saxon blood watered down by mixing with them.
Are you challenging me? If you want to challenge me, you have to have a sword in your hand. As long as my heart beats, I rule and you hold your tongue. Or Iíll cut it out.
Why should I trust you? Youíre a traitor to your own people.
Attack from the north with the main army. You take your men down here; cut off their retreat to the south. Burn every village, kill everybody. Never leave behind you a man, woman, or child who can ever carry a sword.
They know weíre after them
Take your men east. Hunt them down. Iíll take the main army to the Wall. Bring the family there.
Finally, a man worth killing
He speaks the truth, Father.
We wonít camp. The wall... what troops are stationed there?
Who is this Arthur?
Tell my father of the Roman estate. Speak up!
Father, their ransom could pay for the entire campaign.
Arthur! Arthur Castus. Your fatherís image. I havenít seen you since childhood.
Ancient tricks, for an ancient dog. And these are the brave Sarmatian knights we have heard so much of in Rome. I thought the Woads control the north of Hadrianís Wall.
I have no doubt, commander. No doubt...
I was given to understand that there would be more of you.
Of course. Arthur and his knights have served with courage to maintain the honor of Romeís empire on this last outpost of our glory. Rome is most indebted. To you, noble knights, your final days as servants to the Empire.
The Popeís taken a personal interest in you. He inquires after each of you, and is curious to know if your knights have converted to the word of Our Savior or...-
For our part, the church has deemed such beliefs innocence. But you, Arthur. Your path to God is through Pelagius? I saw his image in your room.
Ah- Rome awaits your arrival with great anticipation! You are a hero. In Rome, you will live out your days in honor. And wealth.
Alas. Alas, we are all but players in an ever-changing world. Barbarians from every corner are almost at Romeís door.
Because of this, Rome, and the Holy Father, has decided to remove ourselves from indefensible outposts, such as Britain.
What will become of Britain is not our concern anymore. I suppose the Saxons will claim it soon.