'But if I slay your master and his fellow-rebels, whose lands are those the pagans overrun?'
'Yours, lord, of a truth, if you can dash the pagans from them.'
'If I and my host have swept these rebel kings from before me, think you I cannot sweep the Saxons from the land?'
'I trow you could, sir king, for on my way hither I have heard of the marvellous deeds this day of yourself and your knights. But, lord, I see the press of knights about my dear lord. Ah, that I might strike a blow for him before I die!'
'Thou shalt strike a-many yet,' said Arthur, and Sir Eliot marvelled.
Arthur commanded his trumpets to blow the retreat, and the knights, wondering and half unbelieving, withdrew them from about the eleven kings.
Then, surrounded by his chief lords, Arthur rode to the group of wearied kings, who, with dented and broken harness, from which the blood oozed in many places, still kept their seats with undaunted mien.
At King Arthur's command Sir Eliot told his news to King Uriens.
'Now this I have to say to ye,' said Arthur, lifting his vizor and showing a stern countenance. 'Ye are in my hands, to slay or spare as I choose. But ye have fought like brave men, and I would that, for your prowess, ye were my friends rather than mine enemies. Now this I have to offer ye. Swear here and now to be my lieges, as ye were to King Uther before me, and I will aid thee to thrust the pagans from your land, and thenceforth we will aid and cherish each other as true subjects and true lords should do. But if ye refuse, then your folly be on your own heads, for then I take your lives and your lands both.'
With that King Uriens threw down his sword and put up his vizor, and turning to the others, said: