The army of ten thousand people marched slowly.
The reason why we say slow is only relative.
The number of ten thousand is too much. This army is already well-trained. If it were replaced by tribes that have not experienced war with distant tribes, I am afraid that the marching speed will only be slower.
As a general, Tver was riding on his horse. Even if he noticed that the soldiers around him were a little undisciplined, he had no intention of scolding them.
There was no fear or nervousness on anyone's face. It was not like the expressions of the warriors who were about to engage in a fight to the death.
Think about it too.
They are Saxons, a Germanic people.
In order to survive, they migrated across the ocean to the British Isles, seeking the possibility of continuation and territorial expansion. Then, a fight broke out. Facts have proved that they succeeded, and now you can say that you have a firm foothold in Britain. The British have nothing to do with them and will eventually be dominated by them.
Because they have experienced hundreds of battles and are extremely powerful.
Even if it is still resisted by the northern kings, it is only temporary.
Just as their king said, one day they will hold the entire British Isle firmly in their hands and dominate it absolutely.
Good times will come, no need to fear the cold winter, no need to worry about food, the Saxons will only become stronger and stronger.
In comparison, what is Camelot doing this time?
Since Uther's defeat ten years ago, Camelot has retreated to the safest and most prosperous location in the land, indulgently singing the praises of false peace.
No, even far away from the center of the conflict, the people of Camelot should know that Saxon's power is far beyond what they can resist. In the past ten years, the people of Camelot may have been trembling with fear that the future would come when they would eventually be dominated by the Saxons.
Therefore, Camelot, which had been at ease for so long without a war for ten years, had only one outcome against them.
"We can win, we will win."
All Saxons thought so.
And of course, so did Tver.
Therefore, there is no fear or tension. It is natural to want to fight and to witness the fruits of victory after the battle.
"It went really well. This attack operation. The kings of the tribes who have been blocking us may have thought that no matter what kind of losses Camelot suffered, we would die here. Maybe they are still happy about it now. Bah, they are really a bunch of naive guys," Tver said with emotion.
I really don't know how a guy like that became a king.
All I can say is that bloodline and birth are really important in this era.
"Haha, that's not it." The deputy also showed contempt and said mockingly, "And the new king of Camelot is so anxious to be crowned that he has forgotten even the most basic etiquette. Not only did he not invite those northern kings, those guys watching the ceremony even boasted that they would be crowned king today. No wonder those guys in the north agreed to our conditions. "
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the opponent is the king who was predicted by the great magician Merlin to defeat them.
With such a legendary background, he will definitely be dazzled by the glory at the first time. He will disdain joining forces with the British kings. At the same time, he will vigorously promote his own glory and constantly build momentum. This is in line with the style of a legendary king.
The legends circulating in the world were created in this way.
It's a pity that the other party didn't understand the truth. Only success is a legend. Failure too early can only become a laughing stock.
"That said, it's all thanks to you this time. If you hadn't provided accurate information, made this plan, even arranged the retreat route, and reached a deal with the northern kings, our operation would not have gone smoothly." Tver looked at his deputy with admiration.
The location of Camelot is so good that there is no chance to attack at all on weekdays.
Although he believed in the power of the humble king and was not afraid of Camelot, he was also afraid of Merlin's prophecy.
After all, he is the greatest magician that has ever appeared in the British Isles. Just as Merlin predicted that the Red Dragon and the White Dragon would fight on the land of Britain, who would have thought at that time that Uther's brother Vortigern would one day turn into a White Dragon and bring destruction to Britain?
"These... these... are all what I should do." The deputy made a humble gesture in a daze.
The credit Tver said had little to do with him.
He just happened to hear the rumors.
Moreover, the rumors that Arthur was crowned king were extremely accurate and had spread throughout Britain. It was not difficult to know.
As for other battle plans and retreat routes, they were all suggestions from his subordinates. However, in order to take all the credit, he reported it in his own name, and before coming, he deployed those subordinates to other positions to ensure nothing went wrong.
At least he thought he didn't know Camelot well enough to even remember that kind of cliff.
"Haha, there is no need to be modest. After you go back this time, you will definitely let the king know your contribution, and you will definitely be awarded a title."
Tver didn't care at all about his deputy's unusual reaction.
In other words, he has done similar things before.
If he hadn't already reached the top, Tver would have done the same thing as his deputy.
While chatting, the atmosphere in the entire team seemed extremely relaxed.
Walking along this road, they soon saw the Camelot army coming from the distance.
Tver calmed down and focused on the blond boy leading the team, the smile in his eyes becoming more obvious.
"I didn't expect that the new King of Camelot would be such a thin boy. It seems that Merlin's prophecy is not very reliable. When we win this time, we will capture the 'Incarnation of the Red Dragon,' give him mercy and spare his life."
Arthur's appearance was so handsome that the first sight of him dispelled the murderous intention in Tver's heart.
The target originally killed was changed to a prisoner. Of course, whether he can survive or not will be decided by King Vortigern later.
But on the way back, Tver thought he might be able to enjoy it.
Hearing Tver's words, the soldiers couldn't help laughing.
However, the next moment, a clear voice came over, making everyone's smiles freeze.
"Oh? It turns out that there is a kind-hearted guy like you among the foreigners. Then, I will spare your life later."
"!!!"
It is impossible for sound to be transmitted over such a long distance. In other words, magic?
The great magician Merlin also came?
Probably.
Although Merlin was not afraid of directly destroying their entire army, assassinating a high-ranking general like himself might happen.
Tver suddenly became alert.
However, after waiting for a long time, the expected weird magic did not come, and he was not killed by the curse. Tver quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he's just an ordinary magician, and he's too preoccupied.