A battleship was speeding on the sea, heading towards Troy. Pei Ziyun stood on the deck of the battleship, quietly looking into the distance.
It has been a few months since we set off from Ochygia Island. In the past few months, we have been sailing at sea. Except for going ashore when adding fresh water and food, we spent the rest at sea. It was an uneventful journey.
It was winter now, and flakes of snow were falling. After a while, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the deck.
Pei Ziyun stepped on the snow with his feet, walked slowly around the boat, stretched his body again, raised his face and let the snowflakes fall, and felt that his fatigue and boredom were gradually disappearing.
"Sure enough, there is nothing new in this boring sea journey, and none of the gods looked at me." Pei Ziyun understood the gods very well.
The eyes of the gods fall on new and important events. The more critical or exciting they are, the more they watch. But if they are the same, they will become sleepy - this is the same as when I watched live broadcasts before.
But this is a suitable viewing state. I just listen and think to myself: "System!"
I saw a plum appear in front of me, and it quickly enlarged and turned into a translucent information frame with a faint sense of light. There was a status display on the information.
"The Captivity of Calypso, 1/3"
"Level 5 of Heroic Bloodline (131.5%)"
"Look, I've completed one-third of the way, so I can get 1 destiny point?"
"It's enough. There's nothing I can do to finish three."
"After digesting all the monsters, my power can now be upgraded to the sixth level. It feels like each level of upgrade requires more and more power."
After a long time, Pei Ziyun took a deep breath and saw a sailor saying: "Prince Paris, Troy is ahead."
His voice was trembling, indicating that he had been away for so long and was now coming home. He was very excited. Pei Ziyun looked and saw that the continental line appeared in the distance. He nodded, feeling that he missed Troy a little.
As the ship got closer and closer, Pei Ziyun stood on the deck in high spirits and shouted loudly: "Hurry, we will be home soon. Let's work hard to speed up."
Everyone was eager to go home, and under the influence of the sails, they rowed the oars vigorously. The ship was like an arrow off the string, and galloped towards Troy at a faster speed.
"You guys have followed me for so long and suffered a lot. When you get home, I will definitely reward you a lot." Pei Ziyun said while looking at the remaining people.
Before the tornado struck, there were fifty sailors on the ship. After the tornado struck, there were still more than ten sailors. Now, there are only seven of them back home with him. These people have indeed endured a lot of hardships. Now that all the hardships are over, he will not Will treat them badly.
"Thank you, Prince." All seven of them were overjoyed.
After a while, the outline of the land in the distance was looming, and Pei Ziyun ordered the ship to sail to the secret dock of Troy.
Troy's secret dock was in a hidden harbor. Pei Ziyun's battleship slowly approached. Without prior notice, an alarm sounded on the dock. Several battleships came out and approached Pei Ziyun's battleship.
"Who?" someone asked on the battleship coming out of Troy.
Pei Ziyun walked out of the room and said, "It's me."
The centurion on the battleship took a look and couldn't recognize it at first. After a closer look, he discovered that it was Prince Paris who had been missing for a long time. He was pleasantly surprised: "Prince Paris, you are finally back. King Priam misses you very much!" "
Pei Ziyun smiled slightly. Of course he knew that Priam missed him. Without him in the Trojan War, it seemed as if his arm had been cut off.
The warship slowly docked. When it got off the ship, the wind blew up the snow, which became heavier and heavier. Pei Ziyun looked up at the dim sky and asked, "How long is the road to Troy?"
"It's half a day's journey, with such heavy snow, Prince Paris, please rest before going back." The centurion said immediately.
The reason is very simple. The ports that are easy to find have long been occupied or supervised by the Greeks. The secret ports that are difficult to find are naturally far away. And although it is morning, the snow is indeed heavy. Pei Ziyun looked at himself and he became a They looked like savages, and several sailors were exhausted and smiled: "Then take a rest and go back tomorrow."
The residence in the secret port is actually very simple, except for a pig pen surrounded by stones. There are several pigs in the pen and two fierce dogs guarding it. The dogs discovered Pei Ziyun and barked at him.
The centurion at the port shouted quickly. Pei Ziyun looked at it and said, "Kill two pigs and let us have a happy meal. I will pay for it."
"Also, prepare some hot water and new clothes."
The centurion was immediately overjoyed and agreed loudly. Although there were pigs, they could not slaughter them casually, which would give them an advantage. Soon, pigs screamed and reported: "Prince Paris, the water has been boiled. "
Pei Ziyun nodded slightly. After sailing on the sea for so long, he had never taken a hot bath. He couldn't bear it at this time and hurriedly went.
Although the conditions were simple and wooden, I still had a comfortable bath, washed away all the fatigue of the past few months, trimmed my beard with a dagger, and changed into new clothes.
When he came out, he was a handsome and beautiful prince again.
When they arrived at the hall, the fire was burning brightly. Pei Ziyun had a wooden pillar, while others had spread dry grass and branches on the ground, and only put a rough sheepskin on top. However, this was the normal state of the world, and no one thought that this was the normal state of the world. Yi, staring at the fire.
Someone had killed two pigs, cut the meat into slices, put it on an iron spit and roasted it on the fire. The centurion poured the sweet wine from the jar into a bowl, put it in front of the prince, and said: "Prince , please enjoy!”
But Pei Ziyun walked out of the door first, raised his glass and poured wine on the ground, and performed a pouring ceremony to the gods. Then he went back to devour half of it. When the centurion poured himself another glass of wine, he said: "Give it to me." Tell me more about Troy!"
"Yes, Prince." The centurion, who was full of food, replied: "It has been almost a year since you left. Half of the dozen or so city-states around us have been destroyed, and half have joined us."
"Mysia, Lyrnassus, Thebes, Amazons, we Trojans are getting stronger and stronger."
As he spoke, dark clouds covered the sky, the wind howled in the sky, and the snow became heavier and heavier. The centurion quickly added matches. Pei Ziyun sat leaning against the fire and listened carefully to the centurion's report on the information during this period. , and found that the situation was still normal. During this year, few heroes died in battle, but many soldiers died.
"Prince Paris, Queen Penthesilea of the Amazons, has come to Troy, and besides her also the kings and princes of Lyrnassus and Thebes."
"Hmph, now our people are not far behind the hateful Greeks. The time to counterattack is coming, and we will definitely defeat the Greeks."
Pei Ziyun pondered slightly. He didn't care too much when the king and prince came, but Penthesilea of Amazon...
"How long has it been since Queen Penthesilea came?" Pei Ziyun asked.
"Prince Paris, she has been here for half a year. She is worthy of being the daughter of Ares. She has charged and killed many times on the battlefield, severely dampening the morale of the Greeks."
"Is Princess Hippolyta of the Amazon here too?" Pei Ziyun asked.
The centurion was startled and didn't know why Prince Paris paid attention to this, but he continued: "It is said that he stayed in the country."
"Oh, not dead?" Pei Ziyun secretly thought. Historically, Penthesilea came to Troy to fight, but she came to atone for her sins after killing her sister Hippolyta.
"Could it be because of his own reasons that the result was changed again?" Pei Ziyun thought, feeling relieved, and continued to ask: "Is there anything else important?"
"Prince Paris, not long ago, I heard that a prince named Achilles came over with fifty warships. He first attacked Mysia, plundered a large amount of wealth, and also robbed Apollo's priest Cleome. Chryseis, the beautiful daughter of Seth, to prove his prowess to the Greeks.”
"This was a big setback. Queen Penthesilea said she would kill him with her own hands."
"What?" Pei Ziyun was shocked. He didn't expect that after saving Missier last time, Achilles would defeat him this time according to fate. And Queen Penthesilea went to kill Achilles, just like a meat bun beating a dog. There was no return, so he quickly asked: "When did this happen?"
"Not long ago, it was only two days since I was transferred to the dock to change the guard." The centurion said.
Pei Ziyun stood up immediately. Almost at the same time, the firewood exploded in the fire. The centurion's mouth was full of oil and he looked at it in surprise: "Prince, what's wrong with you?"
"Quick, prepare the car immediately and rush to Troy immediately." Seeing the centurion standing there, Pei Ziyun said in a cold tone: "Centurion, you obey the order."
The centurion finally came to his senses and looked at the snow outside. He swallowed what he wanted to say and just jumped out and shouted: "Quick, prepare the car."
Pei Ziyun quickly put on a white tunic, a bronze belt, and a long sword hanging on his waist, and hurried out.
At the door, a chariot was ready. Pei Ziyun got on the chariot and ordered: "Quick, go directly to the battlefield outside the city."
The centurion did not dare to neglect, nodded, flicked his whip, "pop, pop", the whip exploded twice in a row, and the chariot sped towards the city of Troy.
The chariot traveled very quickly, but it was almost noon before it arrived outside the city. However, the city gate was closed tightly, and people were seen fighting on the battlefield in the distance.
Pei Ziyun was anxious. If he delayed for another minute, Queen Penthesilea would be in more danger. He quickly ordered: "rush to the battlefield."
The centurion was a soldier, and without any hesitation at this time, the chariot raced towards the fighting battlefield without slowing down at all.
The Greeks on the battlefield were shocked. They did not expect that a chariot would rush over from the side and attack them.
After the initial panic among the Greeks, someone blocked the chariot and said, "I am Morion, who are you?"
Pei Ziyun was anxious in his heart. How could he talk nonsense with him? He held a spear in his hand and stabbed Morion fiercely without saying a word.
The spear was like a bolt of lightning, and Morion, who was so fast, couldn't react at all, and was stabbed in the chest to the point of being heartbroken.
Pei Ziyun pulled out the spear, and blood spurted out from the open wound of Morion like a fountain. The man fell heavily, spitting blood from his mouth, and it seemed that he would not survive.
The surrounding Greek soldiers were shocked. They did not expect that anyone could kill Morion at once. Pei Ziyun held up his spear and ordered the chariot: "Continue to charge inside."
The chariots rolled over and immediately killed anyone who resisted. Dozens of people were killed in a row, suddenly breaking through the front line and exposing the battle in the middle.
I saw a young man shouting: "Woman, how dare you fight against the most powerful hero in the world? Didn't you see Hector trembling in front of me? Your end has come."
After saying that, he threw the spear in his hand towards Queen Penthesilea with great force.
"Hey." The spear was like a meteor, piercing the sky and throwing it at Queen Penthesilea.
Facing this spear that was as fast as a meteor, Penthesilea was unable to dodge at all. She could only raise her shield to block it. With a "pop" sound, the spear passed through the shield and penetrated her body without losing any momentum.
(End of chapter)