Patroclus put on the armor of Achilles, holding a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, and rushed towards the battlefield of the fierce fighting.
"Puff, puff, puff." Patroclus picked several Trojan soldiers with his spear, and all of them were fatally struck. Seeing this, the prince of the Paonians, Pyracmus, rushed over in anger.
"Dang." Prince Pyramus stabbed Patroclus with a spear. Patroklos deflected the spear away, and then stabbed back. The sharp spear tip pierced the right shoulder of Prince Pyramus. , blood dyed the armor red.
Pyrrhaicmus staggered and fell on his back. Patroclus was about to take advantage of the victory and stabbed Pyraicmus to death with a spear.
At this time, Arelycus saw Patroclus stabbing Pyrrhaeus, and he was so worried that he threw his spear at Patroclus.
Patroclus did not dodge, and with one move of his spear, he struck the incoming spear, knocking it off its original trajectory and missing it.
"Kill!" Arelycus rushed over with a long sword in hand, but he underestimated Patroclus's strength. He opened the spear and stabbed him with the spear in his hand.
"Dang." Arelycus blocked the spear with his long sword, but his hands were numb from the shock, which showed how powerful the spear was.
Patroclus's spear blocked him, and he stabbed down.
"Poof." The sharp spear tip pierced Arelycus's chest. As soon as the spear was pulled out, blood spurted out like a fountain.
"Arelycus is dead." Patroclus' performance undoubtedly stimulated the morale of the Greek heroes and soldiers on the battlefield.
At this time, little Ajax also rushed into the Trojans, thrusting his spears at them, causing them to fall wherever they went.
"Run away, Achilles is coming." The wounded Prince Pyramus took the opportunity to escape. Patroclus, who was wearing Achilles' armor, and the Trojans all fled, thinking that Achilles was coming.
"Achilles, you are finally here. Kill, go ahead and kill all the invading Trojans." Ajax looked at Patroclus' performance and thought it was Achilles who took action. Pulling himself together, he forced Hector so that he could not rescue others.
Hector had been on the battlefield for a long time, alert and experienced. When he saw the person suspected of Achilles, he knew that he could not be impulsive until the situation was clear. He simply did not get entangled with Ajax and slowly moved back. retreat.
"Hector has escaped." Someone among the Greeks shouted this sentence, which was even more heartening for the Greeks who were in desperate situation. The Greeks had been suffering from low morale and had an unprecedented improvement, while the Trojans saw that their general had retreated. , morale dropped.
"Hector has escaped." Patroclus raised his spear, and with a "clang" sound, a Trojan centurion's spear shook and broke.
"No..." The centurion's eyes showed despair, and he heard a pop, the spear pierced through the body, and fell down with a muffled sound.
Patroclus lifted the blood-stained spear, listened to the shout, and looked over, and sure enough he saw Hector retreating.
"Kill Hector, the Greeks will not only reverse the defeat, but also win." Patroclus was about to order the chariot to rush forward, but suddenly remembered Achilles' warning, telling him not to face Hector directly. Thor.
"No, I can't be weak, just kill Hector." Patroclus did hesitate, but looking around, he saw the burning camp and warships with thick smoke billowing, and corpses everywhere. His hesitation He immediately became determined.
"Chase, catch up with Hector. He has killed so many heroes like us, and we cannot let him leave alive." Patroclus ordered, and the charioteer listened and chased after him.
"Death!" Along the way, Patroclus showed his invincibility. Some Trojan citizens tried to unite to stop them, but they only saw a spear sweeping across, and heard repeated "Puff" sounds. The passing spear tip swept away, and blood Splashing, several throats were broken.
Then, the chariot continued to chase, and the Trojan citizens along the way were killed by spears one by one.
Prince Palonous saw Patroclus killing multiple Trojan soldiers in succession, and was furious. He saw the man wearing Achilles' armor head-on. He was not Achilles, so he was not Achilles. Feared Patroclus.
"Fake, die." Palonous took advantage of the gap between Palonous killing the Trojan soldiers and threw the spear.
The spear pierced the sky and attacked Patroclus. At this time, the spear had just pierced a Trojan soldier. He seemed unable to resist the incoming spear.
At this moment, the tip of the spear was not raised, but the body of the spear was raised, and the whole person dodged slightly.
"Dang." The incoming spear hit Patroclus's spear, deflected the trajectory, and flew out while grazing his body.
Patroclus looked at Palonous, who was charging towards him with a long sword. He snorted in his heart, pulled out the bloody spear, and threw it in the same direction.
A cold light flashed, and the spear passed through Palonous's defense and pierced the heart.
"Pfft." Blood flowed down the spear to the ground. Palonous opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it. This man was not Achilles. Why was he so powerful
Patroclus, who killed another Trojan hero, pulled out his spear when the chariot swerved, but did not strip the body of its armor.
In this era, a hero's armor is the most valuable, so he killed the enemy princes and heroes, and the first thing was to skin the corpse, but then Patroclus shouted: "Don't worry about the corpse, the Greeks will not rob me of the spoils. Go forward, O chariot, and slay all the Trojans you meet.”
Following the order, the chariot led Patroklos towards the enemy formation, full of evil spirits. Wherever they went, there was only the sound of "ding-dong", some threw short spears, some stabbed with long spears, or used shields to defend against attacks. , in just a moment, one centurion and six tenthions fell down.
"Quickly stop this man." Not far away, Testor and Elylaus rushed towards Patroclus at the same time.
Before anyone could arrive, Testor's spear was thrown out quickly.
"Hey." The spear arrived in front of Patroclus.
"Dang." Patroclus raised his spear and knocked it away from the distance.
Taking advantage of this gap, Erylaus rushed to Patroclus, stabbed Patroclus in the chest with his spear.
"Dang." Patroclus blocked the spear with his shield, and the spear followed the incoming spear body and stabbed straight at Elylaos.
"Poof." The tip of Patroclus's spear pierced Elylaos's chest, and when he stirred hard, blood sprayed all over the ground.
"Bang." Erylaos' heavy body fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
"No, Erylaus!" Testor just rushed over and screamed when he saw this, but then Patroclus grinned and stabbed with his spear, Testor raised his sword to fight, There was only a "pop" sound, the sword broke, and then there was a flash of cold light.
"puff."
A stream of blood arrows shot out from the neck. Testor covered his neck with his hands, but the blood could not be contained, and the body also hit the ground heavily.
Patroclus killed four Trojan princes and heroes in a row, which was a heavy blow to the morale of the Trojans. The battle line had been pushed to the warships, but Patroclus was driven back to the wall.
Sarpedon from a distance saw it, feeling sad and angry in his heart, and intercepted him with a spear.
When Patroclus saw Sarpedon, he immediately recognized Sarpedon, and instantly remembered Alcamon who he had seen died tragically at Sarpedon's hands.
"Sarpedon, your death has come." Patroclus roared angrily and rushed towards Sarpedon, vowing to kill Sarpedon and avenge the death of Alkamon.
Not to be outdone, Sarpedon roared and also rushed over, also wanting to avenge the dead Trojan heroes and warriors.
Temple of Edda
Zeus sat on his marble throne atop Mount Ada, watching the Trojans and Greeks battle below.
When Sarpedon rushed towards Patroclus, Zeus looked at his son sympathetically, because he knew that Sarpedon could not be Patroclus's opponent at this time.
The end result is obvious. Without divine intervention, Sarpedon would have been killed by Patroclus on a spear.
Hera, who rushed here from Mount Olympus, seemed to have seen Zeus's inner thoughts. She was full of sarcasm: "What are you thinking, terrible god?"
"You have demonstrated your authority. The son of Poseidon died, the daughter of Ares died, and many more sons of gods died in battle at your command."
"Even Poseidon didn't dare to openly disobey and could only make small fuss, but the gods were accumulating their anger."
"According to the plan, this fury will be poured out on Achilles, breaking the wings of Achilles' destiny and leading him to death."
"Now, you want to bear the wrath of the gods to save a person who was destined to die long ago?"
Although Hera's words are unpleasant, they make sense. This war was originally led by Zeus. Many sons and daughters of gods died. If Zeus favors his own son, his status as the king of the gods will be greatly questioned. Don't look at it. Zeus preached that "all the gods in heaven and earth combined are no match for me." In fact, Zeus is only half a level behind Hades and Poseidon.
What Zeus relies on is kingship.
And royal power, even the royal power of gods, cannot offend the public.
Hera looked at Zeus's face and softened her words: "Besides, you might as well consider what would happen if all the gods dragged their sons out of the battlefield?"
"Dear God, you'd better follow my advice and let him die on the battlefield. We can hand him over to the God of Sleep and Death, transport him away on the chaotic battlefield, and return him to his hometown for a grand burial."
Zeus hated Hera's heartless words, but he had to admit that what she said was the best way to deal with it. Looking at Sarpedon rushing towards him at the foot of Mount Ada, a tear dropped from his eyes, and the tears rolled down to the ground. It fell in front of Sarpedon.
Almost at the same time, Pei Ziyun was startled. He felt that the system was vibrating.
(End of chapter)