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And when you return home, will you take a wife, have sons?
Up on the hill!
nor shared your fate.
There is a legend that fallen knights return as great horses.
Except what you and your knights have done.
The world isn't a perfect place,
Let's get a hurry on, else we're all dead!
From the inside.
and royal ass-kisser. Won't you, Dag?
What was it all for, if not for the reward of freedom?
Then get them home.
They are pagans. Hm?
Rome has issued a final order for you and your men.
Light Roman infantry
Where do you belong, Arthur?
So you would just leave the land to the Woads.
Your own father married a Briton.
- No, no. - Sing! Sing!
- The Saxons are here. - Make way! Make way!
To defeat the Saxon we need a master of war.
You have your deeds.
Yes.
Arthur.
Arthur.
King Arthur!
Those unable shall come with us.
Very kind of Arthur to give up his room.
If you were so determined to leave us to slaughter, why did you save so many?
Who are these defiIers of the Lord's tempIe?
- Bors. - What a bloody mess.
Everywhere.
For Dagonet.
I heard your voice in the dark.
There's one thing you must do, and that's get back to Rome.
Did they die in vain?
No! No!
Your men want to go home,
Final order?
King Brian, you DEFILER!!!
- Woads? - British rebels who hate Rome.
And it would be good for you to mark my face, Saxon,
- And the monks? - Put them back where you found them.
And his famiIy?
We will go home across the mountains
I'm just saying what you're all thinking!
teaching that all men are free, equal.
I have the boy!
l neither took you off this island,
Is this how he answers your prayers?
l suppose the Saxons will claim it soon.
You must not fear me.
He's our village elder.
l now know that all the blood l have shed, all the lives l have taken
Out of the way.
My lord! O, my lord!
l was such a son.
Rome is most indebted to you noble knights.
Alecto, let me see you.
lf your men are truly the knights of legend, perhaps some will survive.