At this moment, people from the palace came to report and said happily: "Prince Paris, King Memnon of Ethiopia is here."
"Oh, is Memnon here?" Pei Ziyun said in surprise.
Memnon is here, which means that the war is coming to an end.
"You go back and report it, and I will come right away."
The servant bowed his head and retired, returning to the palace to resume his duties.
Everyone looked at Pei Ziyun, waiting for him to make up his mind. Someone asked, "Prince Paris, do you want to continue to execute the order?"
Pei Ziyun did not want his plan to be interrupted by Memnon's arrival, and Memnon's arrival would not change Troy's fate at all. He said resolutely: "Immediately execute the plan."
Now that Pei Ziyun has made up his mind, he can only resolutely implement it.
Pei Ziyun led everyone out of the mansion. There were many chariots ready to go outside. Oenone and Helen got on the chariots, and basically all the things that needed to be prepared were loaded on the chariots.
"My dear, you must take care of yourself." Ononi said to Pei Ziyun.
"Paris, take care." Helen said goodbye to Pei Ziyun.
Pei Ziyun nodded and watched the chariot slowly drive away. Everyone took advantage of the night to evacuate the city urgently. As soon as they left, watching everyone disappear into the night, Pei Ziyun boarded the chariot and murmured: "Now, I will no longer have any worries in Troy and can give it a try."
With that said, he ordered: "Go to the palace."
Arriving at the palace gate, King Priam was already waiting here.
Many Trojan soldiers stood aside, and a golden chariot was parked nearby.
"Paris, let's go together to greet our respected ally, King Memnon of Ethiopia."
Pei Ziyun nodded and said, "Yes, father."
The team slowly set off towards Troy's secret dock.
Memnon, King of Ethiopia, was the son of Eos, the goddess of the dawn, and Tinothos, the Trojan prince. He set out for Troy very early, but Ethiopia was relatively far away, so he only arrived now.
Everyone rushed to the secret dock, and Pei Ziyun saw a fleet slowly approaching.
The Trojan warriors stood in two columns, with a red carpet spread in the middle, to welcome the allies arriving from afar. After a while, the ship docked, and Memnon and his soldiers stepped off the warship.
"Dear King Memnon of Ethiopia, welcome to your coming from afar." Priam said.
Memnon was a burly man. He also saw Priam greeting him. He smiled and said, "Priam, King of Troy, thank you very much for your warm welcome."
After saying that, the two gave each other a warm hug.
"Dear King Memnon, I am Paris, Prince of Troy. I welcome you very much." Pei Ziyun stepped forward and said that in this situation, those who can support Troy are all die-hard allies who have shed the last drop of blood for Troy.
"Oh, Paris, I have heard of your name a long time ago. You must have kidnapped the queen of the King of Sparta." After saying that, Memnon burst out laughing, and Pei Ziyun was not embarrassed and laughed with him. got up.
After so much time, everyone can take it calmly when talking about this matter.
"King Memnon, we have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you in the palace. Please come with me, distinguished guest." Priam led Memnon into the golden chariot drawn by four horses.
After the king was seated, the driver flicked the horse's reins, and the chariot started slowly, heading towards the palace.
The chariot stopped at the entrance of the palace. The magnificent Troy palace made Memnon say: "Your Troy palace is indeed grander than ours."
King Priam smiled and said nothing, holding Memnon's hand and heading to the palace banquet hall together.
In the banquet hall, the tables were piled with various delicacies, fruits were neatly placed on trays, and sweet wine was filled to the brim with bronze jugs.
A troubadour was singing beautiful poetry, and a group of dancers were dancing in the center of the hall.
Servants filed in, holding trays in their hands, all covered with white silk cloth, making it difficult to see the specific contents on the trays.
"King Memnon, these precious gifts are our thoughts. I hope you can accept them." Priam said.
"King Priam, thank you very much for your warm hospitality, and equally grateful for your generous gift." Memnon said.
"Relative to these gifts, King Memnon, our friendship is the most precious."
"Haha, King Memnon, come and drink this cup for our friendship." Priam picked up the golden cup filled with wine in his hand and drank it all.
Memnon also drank up all the wine in his hand, and even tipped the cup over to show that he had finished it.
"King Memnon, you have had a hard time traveling across mountains and rivers." Priam said.
"King Priam, I can't say it's hard work, but this journey has given us a lot of knowledge. Starting from Ethiopia, my journey..."
Memnon told everyone about the long journey he took from the coast to Mount Ida and the city of Troy after passing through many obstacles. He also told the stories of his adventures on the road, including several dangers Memnon encountered. Let everyone around hear it thrillingly.
Priam listened with great interest and laughed heartily from time to time. The people around him also listened with fascination, as if he was the next Memnon.
He held Memnon's hand warmly and friendly, and said: "Memnon, how grateful I am to God for allowing me to be honored in the palace to receive the wind for you! You are more than any mortal, more like God."
"Therefore, I am sure that you will work with us to destroy our enemies!" With that, King Priam raised his glass again and toasted to this new ally.
Memnon admired the precious goblet in his hand. It was the masterpiece of Hephaestus and became an heirloom of the Trojan royal family. It is now one of the gifts.
Memnon looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and replied: "I don't want to talk big or make promises at the banquet. Only on the battlefield can a man show his true heroic qualities."
"Well said, King Memnon, a true man is a man who performs bravely on the battlefield. No amount of talking in private can prove this." Priam said loudly.
"Yes, respected King of Troy, now, let us go to bed and rest, because there is still a fierce battle waiting for us tomorrow. We must maintain sufficient energy to prepare for tomorrow's battle." As he said, the steady door Nong stood up and was about to say goodbye and leave.
Priam didn't expect Memnon to leave just as he asked, and he didn't force him to stay. After all, there was indeed a battle tomorrow. He said: "King Memnon, then follow my servant to the guest room of the palace. These precious gifts I will also send it to you together."
Memnon nodded and left under the guidance of the palace servants. The other guests also followed Memnon and left the table.
Priam watched Memnon's figure disappearing away, and then glanced at the hall. All the guests were gone, and now only he and Pei Ziyun were left. With a gloomy face, Priam asked Pei Ziyun: "Paris, this Can a powerful hero save us?"
As much as it would be tempting to think that Memnon is the one who saves Troy, he is not, and no one can save Troy.
Pei Ziyun shook his head and said firmly: "No."
"Really?" King Priam was not disappointed. He seemed to have expected this result. He was silent for a long time and said, "Hector was favored by Apollo when he was very young. He also protected his victory many times on the battlefield. Because of this, after Hector died, I understood the fate of Troy."
"Although I had some speculation before, I myself cannot accept this reality. Now even the people who protect the city of Troy have left me. What else can't be accepted?"
"Paris, everything about Troy will be left to you."
Pei Ziyun sighed inwardly, knowing that Priam had lost his former ambition after Hector's death, and now he was like a tiger that had lost its teeth, and its glory was no longer there.
Priam once rebuilt Troy in the ruins, but now he saw that Troy was about to be destroyed. He didn't want his life's hard work to be in vain. He hoped that Paris could take on this responsibility and rebuild Troy at the right opportunity in the future.
Pei Ziyun did not make a promise and said: "Father, I hope you will write an order to ask Andromache to take her son with me. She is a little prejudiced against me."
Priam burst into tears when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Hector, do you hear that? The brother you protect with all your heart is also protecting your son."
"You can leave in peace and don't worry about them on the way. Paris will protect them and he will continue to protect Troy."
Priam's voice gradually became hoarse after speaking, until he could no longer make a sound, but his tears kept flowing. It was obvious that he was thinking of Hector and was also sad for Troy's future. .
"Father, as long as I am in Troy, I will guard it well and not let the enemy trample it easily. In fact, I would rather you retreat with your mother. I will be fine here."
Priam shook his head and said: "Paris, I built Troy from the ruins. Just like you, it is my child. I will not give up my child."
"Even if I can't save it in the end, I will protect it to the death. Your mother has the same idea."
"We are all old and can stay. You are different. The future belongs to you young people. You also have to shoulder the responsibility of rebuilding Troy. So if you can leave early, please leave as early as possible." After that, Priya Moss sighed softly and stopped talking.
He looked up at the starry sky, dazed, as if there was the answer he was looking for.
Pei Ziyun shook his head slightly, turned and left the palace.
(End of chapter)