Troy
Early the next morning, the king convened in the People's Square and was busy preparing sacrifices to Zeus, Poseidon, and Apollo.
The priest brought the cow. It had smooth hair and strong muscles. Anyone who saw it would keep praising it: "What a cow, what a cow!"
But it seemed to have a premonition, its eyes looked suspiciously, and it hissed from time to time.
The priest held up the pottery, sprinkled the altar, the attendees, and the ox with water bombs, and then stretched out his arms toward the sky.
“O great and cunning Zeus, son of Cronus and Rhea, father of the gods, supreme ruler of all things on earth, Lord of Olympus, God of the gods, please accept this humble mortal sacrifice! "
There was silence all around, and everyone prayed seriously. Then the priest slaughtered the cow, and the blood flowed on the altar. The priest removed the internal organs and bones piece by piece, and sorted the meat for the offering.
Pei Ziyun was of low status and could only watch from a distance. Then, something that would never happen in a godless world happened.
On the altar, the most delicious piece of the cow disappeared.
The priest praised and declared: "The effect of the sacrifice is good, God has accepted the sacrifice."
The parts that God does not need will be divided one by one, and a grand banquet will be held at the same time. Of course, this banquet cannot be participated by ordinary people.
In the real history of Greece, cattle, sheep, and pigs were also slaughtered. Only the offal and bones that were not eaten were used for sacrifices, and the rest were divided. In fact, this was just the meaning.
On important occasions, meat would be burned to show piety. However, in a world where there is a real god, it turns out that the god will take the portion that the god likes to eat, and the rest that the god does not like to eat can be shared by mortals.
"It seems that the last sacrifice did not attract the attention of the gods."
At the gate of the tower, a shepherd came over from the crowd and said excitedly: "Paris, this year's prize for the 200-meter race is a sheep, and the champion of the archery competition will not only get a cow, but also an extra pair of armor. Maybe even represent Troy at the Games in Olympia!”
Ta Men, whose face was flushed, waved his fists excitedly to express his excitement.
"Olympics!" Pei Ziyun was speechless, but he examined his plan more carefully in his heart. The scene just now gave him a big impact.
"This is a world where gods come and interfere from time to time."
"The relationship between gods and humans cannot be guessed based on the original world. Fortunately, for the sake of caution, I did not have an in-depth conversation with Gesner. I only asked him to compile the words he said when the gods came into poetry into a poem."
"According to my estimate, this can reduce my responsibility by 70 to 80%."
"It's not that there are no further plans. I would also like to say that Paris expressed his love to Oenone in front of the gods. He never touched the maid given by the king. His love has been tested. Perhaps only the goddess's bow and arrow can shoot it. Only by touching his heart will he change his mind. After all, mortals cannot resist God - this passage is sung in advance, which is completely irresponsible."
"Now that I think about it, this is really a way to die."
"To completely throw the blame on God and reveal the plan in advance will lead to Zeus' murderous intention. Zeus will kill Paris and choose a new lead to trigger the plot."
"Don't attach too much importance to the value of mortals in the world of gods—because even gods' biological sons are disposable props on the stage!"
"Simply speaking, Paris expressed his love to Oenone in front of the gods, maybe it's okay."
Thinking this way, Pei Ziyun ran over. There were wrestling, long jump, running, and archery competitions. Many young nobles competed, including the king's son.
Now, the first race of the day finally begins.
Standing on the starting line, both sides of the track were crowded with cheering people. Some people even fought to get a favorable viewing position. The scene on the first day of the conference competition was evident.
In Pei Ziyun's original world, without the blessing of Taoism, it was purely physical. Pei Ziyun could guarantee that no one could outrun him.
In this world, there are children of God everywhere, relying on physical strength to win the game. Pei Ziyun is not absolutely sure in his heart, but he will go all out.
"Paris, come on." Tamen cheered for Paris.
"Paris, I've staked all my money on you, you have to win." This was the cry of a gambler in Paris's memory.
With the referee's order, the preliminaries of the two-hundred-meter race began quickly.
The moment the racers rushed out, Pei Ziyun ran lightly at the front and kept leading despite the cheers and cheers. Finally, he crossed the finish line with a gap of two body lengths ahead of the second place, and received hoarse applause from the audience.
Although Paris is a shepherd, this does not affect the shouts of the enthusiastic audience. They cheered and danced. The moment Pei Ziyun crossed the finish line, the atmosphere reached an unprecedented climax. Some people were so excited that their voices became hoarse.
This is the enthusiasm of ordinary people for sports in the ancient Greek era. It is impossible to understand the ancient Greeks' fanatical pursuit of sports without seeing this scene with your own eyes.
Most of the people were eliminated in the preliminaries, and only the best in each group could participate. Then came the official competition, which will determine the first place in the 200-meter race.
Pei Ziyun was sitting and resting when suddenly a man came over, followed by two guards, both holding spears, staring at him fiercely on the way, which made him slightly surprised.
Pei Ziyun patted the tower door, pointed at the person staring at him and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"
"Prince Deiphobus," Tower Gate answered.
"It turns out to be Prince Deiphobus." Pei Ziyun sneered slightly. This man was Paris's younger brother. Paris originally won the archery competition, but Deiphobus became angry, brandished his spear, and rushed towards Paris to stab him to death. .
Paris fled to the altar of Zeus in panic, and met the princess Cassandra. She was a prophet, and he was spared the chance to recognize her. However, Paris was timid and was known by everyone, and was labeled a coward and a coward.
Originally, I wanted to change this. Because of this reputation, Paris was destined to have no future in this world - who would follow a coward
Now it seems that Deiphobus is very cooperative!
The finals started soon.
"Hurry!" After giving the order, Pei Ziyun ran out in an instant. There was a hint of wind around him, and the surrounding audience screamed and cheered.
The distance of just two hundred meters is just a short distance. In just a few breaths, Pei Ziyun surpassed Prince Iphobus and other competitors. At the final finish line, Pei Ziyun won the first place in the two hundred meters race with a far lead. name.
Everyone cheered, jumped for joy, and applauded.
Most people were happy, but some were furious. Prince Iphobus was livid at the moment. He had already secured the first place in the 200-meter race, but he didn't expect a shepherd to come out halfway!
If it weren't for the game and the whole city wasn't watching, he would definitely give this shepherd a lesson and let him know what nobility and meanness are!
"when"
A gong rang and someone shouted: "The next game is archery."
Unlike racing, what is valued in the world is force. Archery is the most important martial skill. It is a competition that almost all princes will participate in. There are many princes with superb archery skills. If Pei Ziyun wants to get the first place in the archery competition, Name, the difficulty is much higher than 200 meters.
According to the original history, Paris stood out, gained the recognition of the king, became a prince again, and triggered the war, but it is not clear whether this had the secret help of the gods.
Pei Ziyun looked at Prince Ifobus and smiled secretly in his heart.
At this time, a bull was brought to the arena. This bull was shiny and shiny. It was a bull brought from the herds of Mount Ida. This bull happened to be raised and loved by Paris, but there was no way to prevent the owner and the king from taking it away. Now, just in time to get it back.
Don’t underestimate the value of a cow. Even if a king sacrifices to a god, he usually only has one cow. The little god can only enjoy the treatment of a sheep and a pig. Some weak city-states will even have conflicts over a bull!
This is the prize of the competition, which is very generous and can stimulate the performance of the players to the greatest extent, making the competition enter a fierce stage at the beginning.
At this time, Prince Iphobus, who was in the same group as Pei Ziyun, lowered his voice and said, "You lowly shepherd, why do you dare to stand with me?"
Pei Ziyun pointed at the newly put on laurel and olive branches garland, and said slowly: "Because the gods like the first place, and I am the first place in the race!"
Prince Iphobus blushed and touched the bow unconsciously. At this moment, the tall and strong Hector came over, causing everyone to cheer.
"Hector, Hector!"
Hector was the bravest, most powerful, and best archer among all the sons of King Priam. Through his past experiences, Hector proved to everyone that he was a worthy hero.
Pei Ziyun looked over, and after just one glance, his heart sank.
The Hector in front of him was as tall as a giant. Not to mention, the blood rolling inside seemed to flow like mercury. The flow of huge power gave Pei Ziyun a heavy sense of oppression.
"Is this the bloodline of God? It is simply stronger than a Taoist who has been practicing for a lifetime. I have no match now." Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "However, I will win because God does not allow Paris to fail."
The archery competition soon started.
Compared with the 200-meter race, which is a feast for common people, archery is undoubtedly more popular with nobles. This sport can also be regarded as an aristocratic sport in this era. It is impossible for ordinary people to have the financial resources to train excellent archers.
At this time, the entire archery competition venue was packed. Even the king and queen came to the competition site and sat down on the high platform.
Pei Ziyun glanced at the king and queen on the high platform, and already had a calculation in his heart.
Seeing Pei Ziyun calm and calm, a familiar feeling suddenly hit his heart. Paris was originally an excellent archer, but now he has inherited all the memories, coupled with his understanding of bows and arrows, he strives for excellence, and his archery skills have improved to a higher level.
"Shoot—start!" said the commander.
"Puff, puff, puff." Prince Iphobus opened his bow and shot arrows one after another without any stagnation. This was obviously the result of long-term training.
"Seven rings!"
"Eight rings!"
Shooting ten arrows in a row, the score is seven or eight. This is already a very good result. It is usually enough to beat many excellent archers. You know, the results of modern Olympic archers are no more than this. They are selected from 7 billion people!
Prince Iphobus was obviously very proud of his achievements.
Pei Ziyun sneered, drew out the arrow, bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and shot the arrow out. Hearing a sharp whistling, the arrow flew towards the target.
"Ten rings."
Before anyone could react, Pei Ziyun took the second arrow and shot it up. In an instant, it flew past and all of them were shot out.
"Ten rings."
"Ten rings again."
"It's incredible."
Pei Ziyun shot ten arrows and ten rings. Everyone in the arena stood up and applauded Paris. Even King Priam stood up and asked, "Who is this?"
"Your Majesty, this is the son of your loyal servant Agelaos." Someone reported.
"Just the son of Aglaos?" The king was a little disappointed.
"Yes, Your Majesty, he has now inherited Agerlas' profession and become a shepherd, grazing cattle and sheep for you." the soldier replied.
"The status is too low!" The king originally wanted to recruit Pei Ziyun as a captain, but now after thinking about it, he decided to temporarily recruit Pei Ziyun as his own soldier.
"After all, he is just the son of a palace servant. Although his archery skills are good, his knowledge and vision are not enough to make him a captain. Maybe if he trains hard, he can be promoted to a captain in the future." The king secretly thought, even if there is no divine metaphor, The king is still very aware of his country's situation.
Troy itself is fertile, rich in gold, and controls the Dardanelles Strait, which has a very important transportation location and connects the Aegean Sea and the Black Sea.
This era is the Bronze Age, but one drawback of bronze is that it rusts easily. This problem can be solved by plating a layer of tin on the bronze surface!
Therefore, tin is very important in this era and is an indispensable strategic material. Whoever lacks it will be unable to work and fight.
However, tin needed to be brought over in ships in the Black Sea and had to pass through the Dardanelles. Troy, who controlled the Dardanelles, could sit on the ground and divide the money. This aroused the envy and jealousy of many Greeks.
"I need more warriors to deal with the situation." The king thought gloomily. In order to maintain the prosperity of the kingdom, more warriors were needed, so the king took a fancy to this shepherd at first sight!
Not to mention, King Priam was not stupid, he also smelled bad smells from the gods!
At this time, the first round of the archery competition was coming to an end, but Prince Iphobus did not understand the king's mood. Another defeat made his face even more ugly. He glared at Pei Ziyun fiercely. Seeing Pei Ziyun's smile, he wanted to beat him cruelly. He stepped hard under his feet: "This despicable shepherd dared to sneak into the princes and compete, and even won a match."
The servants were all cautious at this time, fearing that they would lose the game and take it out on themselves. Prince Iphobus was almost ready to take action, but when he looked around the arena, he found that it was surrounded by people, all citizens and nobles. Looking towards the high platform, he found that The king and queen were also present.
The furious Prince Iphobus slowly retracted his hand, but his eyes became even more gloomy.
(End of chapter)