"Charge forward." Pei Ziyun ordered, and the chariot driver rushed into the battlefield.
The phantom lady asked him to return to the battlefield in Troy to look for the blood of God. As soon as he arrived in Troy, he used his priestly sense to feel the surroundings to determine the location of the blood of God as soon as possible.
In an instant, various visible and invisible scenes on the battlefield were imprinted in Pei Ziyun's mind.
"Hector advanced, charging swiftly against the enemy's defenses, while Apollo loomed above him, holding a terrible shield, guiding Hector's charge."
"This is a god entering battle!" Pei Ziyun immediately saw all kinds of strange things on the battlefield, including mortals and gods, but he could not find the blood of the gods he needed.
"Maybe the time has not come yet." Pei Ziyun thought to himself. In front of him, the Greeks and Trojans were shouting and fighting fiercely. The heroes of both sides threw their spears at each other from time to time.
Spears and arrows are flying on the battlefield. If you are not careful, you may be stabbed by spears flying from a distance. There are also bowstrings ringing from time to time. This is the archer aiming at the enemy and waiting for an opportunity to attack.
In this war, both sides used everything they could to win.
Pei Ziyun's chariot did not go deeper. The main purpose was to search for the blood of God on the battlefield.
At this time, there was no chance to obtain the blood of the gods. Pei Ziyun could use this chaotic opportunity to harvest some Greek heroes. He picked up a bow on the chariot, put the quiver on his left shoulder, and glanced at it.
"Yes!" Not far away, a Greek hero shot a spear, and a Trojan soldier fell down in response. He killed one and did not stop, laughing continuously and chopped down another one.
There were no Trojan heroes around. It was difficult for ordinary soldiers to resist. There was already a partial rout. Pei Ziyun took a closer look and said, "It's Alcesilaos, a friend of King Menastheus of Athens."
"When I went to Athens, we had a drink together. It's a pity that now I have no choice but to take your life." Pei Ziyun took advantage of Alcesilaos's unpreparedness, bent his bow and arrow, and shot it.
"puff."
The arrow passed through and accurately hit Alcesilaos' head, piercing deeply and killing him immediately. The heavy body fell to the ground, splashing some dust.
Alcesilaos's charioteers and guards immediately made a fuss. Looking in the direction, they saw a young man with a sharp gaze, unfurling his bow and arrows.
"It's Prince Paris, he killed Alcesilaos." Several people rushed forward in grief and anger.
"Puff puff puff!" Pei Ziyun, who was standing on the chariot, shot three more arrows in a row. The bow string vibrated and made a sound. The arrows came instantly, killing three more people without any suspense.
Pei Ziyun shook his hand, feeling a little sore in his arm, but the will of this Greek team had collapsed and they retreated continuously, trying to get out of the shooting range.
"Trojans, kill them."
"Yes, Prince Paris." The Trojan soldiers, already impressed by Prince Paris' stunning performance, cheered, pounced on them, and hacked to death the remaining Greeks.
"Continue to rush in." Pei Ziyun ordered. He thought: "I feel that the arrows are all fired. This is Apollo blessing me. He is the god of long-range shooting."
Although Apollo has been following Hector, Paris has also been paying attention to the movements. When he saw Paris picking up a bow and arrow to kill the Greeks, he blessed Pei Ziyun's bow without hesitation.
Pei Ziyun's archery skills were already superb, and with the blessing of Apollo, he was as strong as Alcesilaus, who had no defense against an arrow and killed him instantly.
After killing a Greek hero, Pei Ziyun once again looked for a Greek hero to hunt on the battlefield.
After a while, he saw a Greek hero not far away. This hero kept killing Trojan soldiers, which attracted Pei Ziyun's attention.
At the moment when the hero stabbed a Trojan captain to death with his spear, Pei Ziyun seized the flaw, took aim with his bow, and shot two consecutive arrows.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
The two feather arrows, like lightning, arrived in front of the hero one after the other.
"when."
This hero deserves to be a hero who has been famous for many years. He was able to react when he was attacked by a sneak attack. He raised his spear to block an arrow, but the second arrow that followed immediately, he could only watch helplessly as it pierced his chest. .
"Pfft." The bow and arrow were so powerful that the arrow almost penetrated half of his chest. The hero staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with a muffled "bang" sound.
"Deiochus is dead," someone shouted.
The death of this hero named Deiokos caused the nearby Greeks to no longer be able to withstand the Trojan attack. They were quickly defeated and fled desperately towards the warship, as if there could be a respite for them.
While Pei Ziyun killed the two Greek heroes with his bow and arrow, Hector was showing off his might and fighting against Stychios, king of the Beyotians.
King Stychios was also a hero. When facing Hector, he was able to withstand Hector for a while without being defeated quickly.
But King Stychios did not have the strength and youth of Hector. After fighting for a while, he gradually showed signs of decline and was no longer handy.
When King Stychios showed a flaw, Hector seized this fleeting opportunity. The spear in his hand flashed through King Stychios's blockage, and the tip of the spear pierced his heart. .
"Poof." Blood splashed everywhere, King Stychios's movements were frozen at the last moment, and his body fell down with a "bang".
On the other hand, Aeneas had just killed the Athenian Aeasus with a spear, and was eyeing Medon, the half-brother of the Locrian Ajax, who was not far from him.
Medon was leading the Greeks to resist the tide of Trojans, and a spear came out of the thrust. When he looked closely, he found that it was Aeneas.
Aeneas didn't give him much time to think. Just as Medon dodged the spear, Aeneas' next attack arrived.
Medon was in danger under Aeneas's continuous attacks. In less than a moment, he only heard a scream and was stabbed to death by Aeneas's spear.
After these Greek heroes were killed, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically. The Greeks soon suffered a large-scale rout. They retreated to the warships, while the Trojans clung to them and followed them towards the battle. Boat.
The defeat of the Greeks was undoubtedly good news for the Trojans. Hector encouraged them loudly: "Put down your armored bodies and quickly seize the warships."
Some Trojan soldiers would groping for belongings on the corpse before the battle was over, or simply peeling off valuables from the corpse. There might be better things on the warship.
When Hector said this, all the Trojan soldiers who picked up the corpses suddenly realized and rushed towards the direction of the warship.
If the Greek warships were seized by the Trojans, the Greeks would have no way out but to suffer death. Hector therefore shouted and drove his chariot towards the ditch.
The other heroes of Troy also followed Hector and ran to the trench, and the soldiers followed him like a tide.
"There is a trench in front of us, what should we do?" The heroes rushed to the front, but found that there was an obstacle. The trench was very deep and wide. People could climb over it, but tanks could not pass through. It was impossible to cross such a wide trench.
At this time, Apollo appeared. He stood in the middle of the trench, raised his foot and stepped hard.
"Wow." A huge amount of soil collapsed, filling up the trench and paving a passage for the chariots to pass through.
"Praise the gods." Hector shouted. The chariot did not slow down and rushed over with all its strength. The chariots and soldiers of other Trojan heroes also rushed through the ditch and rushed towards the warship.
"The gods really cheated!" Pei Ziyun, who was following behind, saw everything clearly and couldn't help but shake his head.
Without the support of gods, no walls or trenches can stop the enemy, and arrows and spears are flying across the field. Pei Ziyun has seen Apollo deflect the weapons fired at Hector many times.
"No matter how good your martial arts skills are and how strong your Taoism is, you will die immediately if you encounter this kind of cheating."
Now without the direct support of the gods, the Greeks' defeat was a foregone conclusion. Without Achilles' participation in the battle, there would be no chance of a turnaround.
"Follow and charge forward." Pei Ziyun ordered. This was the time to harvest the heroes.
Warship Camp·Tent
There was some darkness in the tent. Patroclus sat in the tent and washed the wound of Euryparus with strong wine. Euryparus had just been stabbed by the Trojan hero on the battle line.
"Hector rushes forward."
"Help!"
When Patroclus heard the screams of the Trojans and the terrifying cries for help as the Greeks fled, he was stabbed hard in his heart.
When Patroclus returned from Nestor and told his good friend Achilles what he had seen and heard, although Achilles remained indifferent, he couldn't bear the defeat of the Greeks.
Even when Achilles was not participating in the battle, Patroclus frequently bandaged the wounds of various injured heroes and soldiers.
Patroclus slapped his thigh and said painfully: "Eurypalus, although I want to continue to heal you, I can't stay here for long now."
"The sound of killing outside is so loud that I really can't sit still. I have to go find Achilles and hope that with the blessing of God, I can persuade him to rejoin the battle."
After saying that, Patroclus immediately got up and left the tent, heading towards Achilles. At this moment, he suddenly heard a "boom". When he looked back, he saw that the camp wall swayed and collapsed.
In an instant, Patroclus turned pale, which meant that the last line of defense of the Greeks had been breached by the Trojans.
"Kill, kill all the Greeks."
"Burn their ships and bury all the Greeks here."
The warship was the last retreat for the Greeks, but it was the last target for the Trojans to attack. No one on either side would back down. For a while, even the wounded on the ship took up weapons and fought with the Trojans.
Hector was the first to jump into the warship, and he was met by Ajax. The two had always been equally matched, and now they started fighting fiercely.
Ajax's companion Lycopheon saw that Ajax could not take down Hector for a while, so he came to help in the battle.
"Whoops." An arrow was unexpectedly shot from the side, and with a "pop" sound, the arrow pierced Lycophion's neck. He tried his best to cover it with his hands, but blood still spattered along his fingers.
"Uh..." Lycopheus opened his mouth, his mouth full of blood foam, and couldn't say a word. He fell down with a "bang" and fell on the boat.
"Lycophion." Ajax cried out in pain when he saw his companion had suffered an accident. The Greeks around him also shouted his name, but Lycophion could no longer hear it.
"It's Paris, this despicable man is shooting cold arrows again." This was the mood of Ajax, but almost at the same time, Hector cheered loudly: "Well done, Paris!"
"The third hero." Pei Ziyun slowly put away his bow. He keenly felt that the god had paid attention to him, and quickly put his hand away.
(End of chapter)