Chương 11: Triumph of Uther
After the disastrous defeat by King Uther, the surviving remnants of the Saxons scattered in different directions, especially after witnessing their leader, who was at the forefront of the march, being obliterated by Excalibur.
The powerful golden light not only annihilated him but also consumed the majority of their tribesmen.
In their panicked flight, the Saxons were relentlessly pursued by the cavalry forces commanded by King Uther.
These forces skillfully chased down the fleeing Saxons, mercilessly wiping out the main Saxon forces in a brutal pursuit. Not a single Saxon survived the ruthless chase led by King Uther.
Standing beside Uther, Merlin, with deep doubt in his eyes, observed his friend closely.
"I never imagined you were this formidable on the battlefield, my friend. Is there something I've missed?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
"Have you not figured it out yet, Merlin?" Uther replied, his voice brimming with confidence.
"It is a power beyond your comprehension. Whether it's tactical prowess, genius, or anything else you see, it is merely the surface of the true power behind it. Camelot will not fall in my generation. I will lead us through this war until the bloody end," Uther boasted.
None of his men dared to refute him, for their king had indeed delivered total victory with only minimal casualties, while the Saxon forces had been utterly annihilated.
Everyone acknowledged his tactical genius on the battlefield. King Uther was not only a great king but also a brilliant military strategist.
His genius had been clearly demonstrated before their very eyes.
Unlike many cringe MCs in webnovel who boast of their supposed genius without ever showing it, King Uther showcased his genius through his actions on the battlefield.
This is the difference between a true Gigachad MC and a cringeworthy one.
"Now, send them the message," Uther continued, his voice sharp with determination. "This time, if they still refuse to surrender, I will personally march my troops to their strongholds and ensure that none of them will ever see the sun again."
Merlin nodded in agreement and immediately began organizing the messengers to deliver the ultimatum to the various Saxon-held territories, demanding their surrender or face annihilation.
The process went smoothly. Within a span of three months, Uther had reclaimed all of Camelot's lost territories.
Every Saxon occupying the land was driven out by Uther's forces.
Though regrettable, the blood feud between the Celts and the Saxons ran too deep, their animosity so deep that they would kill each other on sight. To maintain stability in his kingdom, Uther could not allow the Saxons to remain within his borders.
True to his word, he expelled the Saxons from Camelot's lands but refrained from attacking them as they retreated. Even his own men were strictly forbidden by Uther to assault the retreating forces.
After all, if Uther betrayed those who surrendered, who would ever yield to him in the future?
They would rather fight to the death than trust a dishonorable ruler who broke his promises.
Thanks to the reclaimed territories, Camelot's weakened strength was gradually restored to its former splendor.
Although it had not yet fully regained its past glory, the kingdom was once again confident enough to contend for dominance in Britannia and to challenge the forces of Vortigern.
In every territory that he reconquered, Uther allowed the Saxons to take only basic necessities, such as enough food for their journey back to their homeland.
Most of their wealth, however, was kept by Uther as a testament to his triumph.
This fortunate turn of events made him very wealthy in an instant, as the spoils of the Saxon conquests were stored within the lands of their former lords, who had been overthrown by him.
Every Saxon who attempted to hide their wealth or secretly take it for themselves met a swift and brutal end at his command, aided by Merlin's unparalleled clairvoyance, which allowed him to see through their deception with ease.
No treasure, no matter how cleverly concealed, could escape his sight.
Whenever they dared to defy him and tried to keep their riches hidden, they were executed on the spot without hesitation.
Rules were rules, and there was no mercy for those who sought to break them.
Even though the Saxons were infuriated by the blatant killings of their compatriots right in front of their eyes, there was nothing they could do. After all, it was their own dishonesty that had brought this fate upon them.
They could only clench their fists in frustration, swallow their pride, and depart in silence, powerless to change the outcome.
With the immense wealth he accumulated, he generously rewarded and promoted everyone who had faithfully followed him throughout the war, recognizing their merits and contributions.
This not only earned him widespread admiration but also solidified his reputation within the army.
His leadership had not only brought them victory, but it had also made them rich, securing their unwavering loyalty and obedience. His reputation as a commander who delivered both glory and prosperity spread far and wide.
The territory of Camelot, once thought to be the poorest of kingdoms, had now been restored to its former glory and beyond.
Overnight, it became a land of immense wealth due to his conquests.
It wasn't just the territories and riches that were gained; Camelot's strength and reputation began to echo across all of Britannia.
With everything accomplished, the time had finally come for him and his men to return home, basking in the triumph of their hard-earned victories.
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