The archery competition continues to be held in full swing.
In another group, Prince Hector is bending his bow and nocking an arrow, concentrating on aiming at the bull's-eye in the distance.
"Ten rings."
"The second arrow is still ten rings."
The surrounding crowd cheered for the prince. Although the atmosphere in Pei Ziyun's group was very lively, it was still far inferior to that of Hector.
Prince Hector has always been excellent and is a legitimate heir. With such a hero, the city-state can continue to survive and develop, so the crowd cheered
As for Pei Ziyun, who is just a shepherd, his achievements of ten arrows and ten rings are very shocking, but he is just a dark horse and cannot be compared with the prince's admirers.
"In the archery preliminaries, the shepherd Paris and Prince Hector tied for first place!" This news made the atmosphere in the audience reach a peak.
The whole crowd cheered for Hector and Paris.
News from the conference was delivered the fastest. This time, the news that Paris and Hector tied for first place in the archery preliminaries spread quickly throughout the city like wings.
The troubadour was still singing beautiful songs as usual and wandering down the street step by step.
"You know, Shepherd Paris won first place in the two-hundred-meter run." A vendor told a vendor the news.
"Oh, I said your news was out of date a long time ago. The latest news I got is that Paris and Prince Hector tied for first place in the archery preliminaries." The merchant who was informed of the news couldn't help but show off that he learned from a customer. Latest news to arrive.
When the troubadour heard the conversation between the two traders, he couldn't help but pause slightly. He raised the sheepskin bag in his hand, took a sip of wine, and said to himself: "It seems that I really want to give this shepherd favored by the gods." Write a poem. Forget it, this time I will use my true skills to let the lucky shepherd know that choosing to cooperate with me is his wisest decision."
The troubadour gradually moved away with his sheepskin bag filled with wine.
Temple of Zeus
This magnificent temple has a tall hall, and the afternoon sunlight illuminates the murals, which depict stories praising Zeus. The gods surround him, holding golden cups in their hands, drinking the wine in them.
Numerous bronze and marble sculptures stand, mostly naked men and women, holding silver candlesticks. The floor is inlaid with precious wood. Farther away is an orchard with a spring flowing through it.
Priest Kassandra came here for inspection, and suddenly on a whim, she turned around and came to the archery competition venue. At this moment, the archery finals also kicked off amidst the roar of the crowd.
The archery finals will be decided in one round, with the ten players drawing lots to determine the order of appearance.
This time Pei Ziyun was lucky and was placed in the sixth spot, while Prince Hector got the third pick.
The strength of the first two players cannot be underestimated. Although they are not particularly amazing, almost every arrow has a nine-ring score, which is enough to show that they are the best in the field of archery.
Soon it was Hector's turn. He drew an arrow from the quiver, bent his bow, and shot one arrow, hitting the target. Then he drew a second arrow, and shot another arrow, again the same result. For a score of ten rings, Hector fired nine arrows in one go, all of which were ten rings.
"Hector, Hector!"
The atmosphere in the arena was instantly brought to a climax, and the crowd cheered and shouted for the prince. They were proud to have such a sharp archer prince.
When Hector shot the last arrow, Pei Ziyun clearly felt a change. This was the priest's sense he had obtained, telling himself, but what exactly had changed, Pei Ziyun couldn't figure out for a while.
Cassandra, who was watching, covered her mouth. She saw the shadow of God.
Amidst the sharp whistling of "poof", the last arrow shot towards the target, but it seemed to have encountered a bit of wind, so the final result was deviated.
"Nine rings" the commander shouted.
Hector's last arrow made a mistake and only hit nine rings. The crowd in the arena sighed and felt pity for the prince, but Hector's result was already the first in the finals.
"Hector will never come first in this competition, because Paris must be first introduced to the king. This is the fate determined by God!" Pei Ziyun thought to himself, in the original Battle of Troy, Paris also won the first place in this archery competition, so even without Pei Ziyun's participation, it is inevitable that Paris will win the first place.
What made Pei Ziyun sigh was that it was difficult to forcefully change the things decided by the gods. Even if he was as powerful as Hector, he had to accept the arrangement of fate.
Pei Ziyun no longer paid attention to the changes on the field, but concentrated on preparing for this archery competition, and won the championship in this archery competition in one fell swoop.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was Pei Ziyun's turn to play. I saw Pei Ziyun slowly walking into the arena with a bow and arrow and an quiver.
Although they knew that all the results of the Trojan War were already determined, the gods carefully prepared the script, and this archery competition was no exception.
But the arrival of Pei Ziyun is destined to break all this. We strive to strive for excellence in all details, hoping to make some changes in the details. In the end, all the subtle changes add up to form a huge change. Even the gods found it difficult to overturn this change, and finally acquiesced in its rationality.
At that moment, Pei Ziyun put aside his distracting thoughts, calmly aimed at the bull's-eye position, and shot the arrow.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
"The first arrow, ten rings"
"Second arrow, ten rings"
"Third arrow, ten rings"
Although they knew it was best to be quiet during the arrow contest, the crowd couldn't help but cheer every time an arrow was hit, and quickly fell silent. By the time the last few arrows were shot, the king, queen and all the princes held their breath, fearing that they would miss even a single shot. .
Prince Iphobus picked up the spear and gestured, as if he could pierce Pei Ziyun with the spear in order to calm his anger and restore his dignity.
Pei Ziyun didn't have time to pay attention at this moment, and he shot again.
"Ten Rings"
A series of ten rings, the final result is ten arrows and ten rings.
"Paris"
"Paris"
The entire audience shouted Paris' name, and the atmosphere reached the climax of the conference.
"Paris became the champion of running and archery!"
For a time, the news of Paris spread throughout the city, and people all over the city cheered and were happy that the shepherd could achieve such outstanding results.
The most important thing is that the shepherd has a low status, and everyone feels happy, as if it is not Pei Ziyun who wins the game but them.
"What an amazing archer." After competing with the prince and still winning under heavy pressure, King Priam changed his mind again and felt that a man as good as Paris could be a captain, not just a soldier. .
When Prince Iphobus watched Pei Ziyun win the archery competition, he instantly lit up a powder keg, and his whole face turned red with anger.
"It's enough to defeat me. You, a lowly shepherd, dare to defeat my brother, the future king Hector?"
If Paris had a higher status, perhaps Prince Iphobus would not be so angry, but what Prince Iphobus could not accept was that Paris was a humble shepherd, and he actually lost to a shepherd and even surpassed himself. Great brother!
Prince Iphobus was so angry that he no longer cared about the public view, or even the eyes of the gods. He shouted and rushed towards Pei Ziyun with his spear. He had only one thought in his mind: "Kill this humble shepherd." .”
"coming!"
After the game, Pei Ziyun has been paying attention to Prince Iphobus. Because he knows the key historical points, he knows what he will face if he wins the game.
At this moment, Pei Ziyun saw Prince Ifobus rushing over with a stern look on his face.
In the original historical line, Paris won the archery competition and suddenly saw Prince Iphobus coming towards him with a spear. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he rolled and crawled away towards the altar.
Although Paris escaped with his life, he lost his dignity.
From then on, everyone despised him. Few people were willing to treat him as a friend, and not many people took refuge in him!
Changing history has to start here, starting from this small detail that no one pays attention to. Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun didn't retreat at all and seemed to be petrified.
"Stop!" King Priam roared. Killing a shepherd was not a big deal, but this was a competition, in full view of the city's citizens, and an occasion where all the gods might look at it.
But the shout was a little late, and the distance between the two people quickly approached. As soon as they got closer, Prince Iphobus stabbed Pei Ziyun in the chest with a spear, and the first strike was fatal.
Pei Ziyun turned sideways slightly and dodged the spear. In a flash, he approached Prince Iphobus and punched Prince Iphobus hard on the nose with his right hand.
"Ah!" Blood gushed out from Prince Iphobus's nose, and his face was covered in a moment. However, the prince ignored it, shouted fiercely, and rushed towards Pei Ziyun again.
"Bang" Pei Ziyun grabbed the spear and struck it with his backhand. The spear body hit Prince Iphobus hard and knocked him out hard.
"Poof" a mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of Prince Iphobus.
Pei Ziyun almost didn't hold anything back. On the premise of ensuring that he would not be beaten to death, he tried his best to injure Prince Ifobus as much as possible and suffer a lot.
Prince Iphobus was knocked to the ground and shouted: "Come on, kill this despicable shepherd."
Several soldiers obeyed the order, shouted and rushed towards Pei Ziyun.
"Bang, bang, bang"
There was a series of falling sounds, and within a few breaths, Prince Iphobus's soldiers were all knocked down by Pei Ziyun.
The competition scene was in chaos, and most people didn't understand what was going on. They could only hear the sounds of shouting and fighting, and the scene was chaotic. Some were crying for their fathers and mothers, some were calling for servants to protect them, and some were calling for blessings from the gods.
"It's done. I can outshoot Hector in archery and defeat Iphobus head-on. As long as I am recognized by the king and become a prince, I will immediately become the second among the Trojan princes!"
"Not to mention this rumor, it is much better than the archery champion. How much reputation will I gain?" Pei Ziyun thought secretly.
(End of chapter)