Mount Olympus·Hall
Apollo played the harp, the beautiful goddess Carites danced gracefully, the soft and melodious songs of the Muses intoxicated the gods, and the youth goddess Hebe directed the fairies to hold Nectar in gold cups and pour wine for the gods.
Pei Ziyun was greeting all the gods when he heard a painful prayer that reached his ears. He was startled and continued to read.
Kingdom of Mycenae·Royal Palace
In a bathroom, Agamemnon was naked and trapped in a net. He was extremely embarrassed. This kind of net is specially designed to catch large prey. It is very tough and difficult to break free.
Even if a large beast is restrained by it, it may not be able to break free, let alone a human being.
Agamemnon kept struggling in the net, but to no avail. The net shrank tighter and tighter, and he could no longer move. The pain appeared on his face, which showed how strong the struggle was.
"The drama begins."
"A woman who changes her heart is indeed very vicious." Just one look and combined with the plot, Pei Ziyun immediately understood.
Convinced that his wife would no longer resent him after so many years, Agamemnon returned to Myconenia harbor in a happy mood, where the residents were welcomed by his nephew Aegisthus.
Queen Clytemnestra did not embrace him, but she spoke all the blessings and praises in front of him. Agamemnon had no doubts and returned home excitedly. He asked to take a bath because he was tired from the journey.
Clytemnestra gently told him that warm water had been prepared for him. Agamemnon entered the bathroom without any doubts. Suddenly, Aegisthus and Clytemnestra preset The mechanism was activated, and a huge net caught him.
No matter how powerful Agamemnon was, he was still unprepared for this sudden net.
Clytemnestra and Aegisthus both knew how powerful Agamemnon was, and when they saw the fierce struggle, they were both afraid that Agamemnon would break the net and escape, so they rushed in and the two His face was a little livid.
"Aegisthus, you lead our soldiers to bring Agamemnon back and kill them all!" Clytemnestra said: "As for you, don't kill Agamemnon yourself. Yes, because the Nemesis is not someone to be trifled with."
"I still have to rely on you to rule the kingdom."
Aegisthus listened to Clytemnestra's words, nodded and went out.
Clytemnestra turned around with an indifferent expression. There was no trace of sympathy. Agamemnon asked his wife Clytemnestra painfully: "Why did you betray me?"
Clytemnestra showed a sarcastic smile and said: "Agamemnon, in order to summon the wind of Thrace, you killed your own daughter as a sacrifice just like you slaughtered an animal."
"Do you still have the right to live with such cruelty? Are you still qualified to rule this country?"
"Why can't I? I summoned the wind of Thrace, not for the benefit of the entire Greek people, nor for the smooth departure of the warship." Agamemnon roared.
"Agamemnon, go ahead and deceive those citizens with your words. How can I still understand you? You are just trying to realize your own ambitions, regardless of your daughter's life and death. She is just a tool for you to realize your ambitions. Today I will do it for you." She takes revenge."
"What a cruel person you are, you can even kill your own daughter." Clytemnestra said painfully, her face covered with tears. When she thought of her missing daughter, she felt sad in her heart. sad.
"But isn't our daughter dead? Why are you so cruel?" Agamemnon said angrily.
"Although she is not dead, she disappeared after being taken away by the gods. In my heart, she is already dead, and the fault of all this lies with you."
"Don't you miss the relationship we have had as husband and wife for many years?" Agamemnon asked.
"Emotions, when you tied my daughter to sacrifice, there was no longer any emotion between us."
"Don't worry, your warriors and even your son will die with you." Clytemnestra said.
"How cruel you are, he is also your son!"
"But he speaks for you and only obeys your orders. I have to do this." Clytemnestra said. She never gave Agamemnon a chance to speak. She took a knife and pointed it at Agamemnon. Memnon thrust hard.
"Ah!" Agamemnon screamed.
Bright red blood dripped down the blade. When Clytemnestra pulled it out, the blood spurted out, dyeing Agamemnon and her clothes red.
Agamemnon had never suffered such great pain on the Trojan battlefield. He roared and struggled continuously, but the more he struggled, the more blood he lost, and he gradually felt weak all over his body.
"God, please save me!" Agamemnon prayed to God in pain. Only God could rescue him at this time, but what made him desperate was that no God came to rescue him, and the hand of Clytemnestra The knife stabbed again.
"Behold, there is no god to save thee; this is the second sword, for my husband Tantalus, the son of Thyestes, was slain by thee."
"Poof" blood splashed all over the ground, and Clytemnestra's body and face were also splashed with a lot of blood, but she didn't care and continued to draw her sword and stabbed Agamemnon.
"The third stabbing was for my young son. At that time, you snatched my child from your arms and brutally threw him to death."
"Now, Agamemnon, you cruel king, go to the realm of Hades and never come back."
Inside the city
Aegisthus had led his warriors to blockade the entire city and brutally suppressed all those who supported Agamemnon.
"Bring back Agamemnon and kill all the soldiers. No one will be spared. Their families, the men will be killed, and the women and children will be reduced to slaves." Aegisthus said loudly.
"Yes." The soldier received the order and broke into the homes of every soldier Agamemnon brought back.
Men's screams and women's cries for help continued to be heard, and people continued to be killed, but in the face of these, no one could rescue them.
"Please, let him go, he has put down his weapons and armor." A woman cried and begged for mercy to the soldiers who broke in.
"Pfft." But what greeted her was the stabbing of a cold spear. Blood flowed from her mouth, and her eyes revealed despair.
"Gnesnos, run!"
"Pfft." Another spear penetrated her chest, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Ilsia!"
A man rushed out of the house with a stick in his hand, but his resistance was obviously in vain in the face of the vicious warriors.
"puff."
A spear also pierced the man's body and was quickly pulled out. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the ground red.
"Ilsia..." The man's eyes gradually dimmed, and with a "bang", the heavy body fell to the ground.
Only a few of Agamemnon's soldiers survived the Trojan battlefield. When they returned, they had taken off their armor, laid down their weapons, and scattered throughout the city.
At this time, facing the soldiers led by Aegisthus, they all had no resistance and were killed one by one.
The shouts of killing outside were heard from time to time in the bathroom, and Agamemnon's heart kept twitching. He brought back not many soldiers to begin with, but after he came back, he took off his armor and put down his weapons. Now it is difficult for him to survive.
"Do you hear that? Agamemnon, you will be given a royal burial, and behold, you will be buried with hundreds of warriors." Clytemnestra screamed.
"Clytemnestra, you will regret it!"
"You don't have to be too proud, you are not far from destruction..." Agamemnon said.
"Really? It's a pity that you can't see it, because you are about to die." Clytemnestra said: "And this is God supporting my revenge. Otherwise, how could you be killed by me like this? "
For the world where gods exist, for the descendants of gods, for the king who surrounds the prophet, this kind of assassination cannot succeed as long as any god reminds him, even through the mouth of the prophet.
The current situation can only show that this is God's will.
Agamemnon screamed in pain. Now that he was in this situation, there was no better way to get out. He saw all his strength draining away little by little, knowing that he didn't have much time.
Agamemnon prayed to the gods of Mount Olympus one by one, but none of these gods was willing to come to help or even respond.
Agamemnon gradually despaired. His body became colder and colder, and his eyesight became darker and darker. He spat out a name with blood-filled lips: "Paris, I once promised to build you a temple. If you can save I will fulfill my promise."
The new god Paris, although he and Paris are enemies, now have no choice but to hold on to any hope.
Agamemnon's voice was low, but it reached Pei Ziyun's ears clearly, and Pei Ziyun saw all this.
Pei Ziyun felt moved in his heart as he watched Agamemnon, who was in desperate situation, give up all pride and pray to himself.
Then, Agamemnon, who was in a dying state, suddenly heard a voice: "Agamemnon, you led troops to destroy my city, how can I protect you? However, if for the sake of the descendants of Zeus at the same time, I can protect your son."
Agamemnon's depressed spirit was shaken, and he saw a glimmer of hope in his despair.
"As long as you protect my son, I will promise that my family will build a temple for you, slaughter cattle and sheep for you, and sacrifice to you forever."
Agamemnon was lying on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground, and he was dying.
"Very well, remember your promise, I will help your son Orestes out of trouble."
A king's promise is still very valuable. Pei Ziyun was very satisfied. But Agamemnon heard Pei Ziyun's promise and closed his eyes. A little ghost flew out. He took one last look at his queen Clytemnestra. , leaving only a curse: "Clytemnestra, you will be punished."
Then, it sank into Hades.
A great Greek hero, who led the Greek coalition to attack Troy and captured the city of Troy, was killed by his wife Clytemnestra in a bathroom.
Mount Olympus·Hall
Apollo played the harp, and when the song was finished, all the gods raised their glasses to Apollo, thanking him for his music. No god was moved by Agamemnon's death.
The fate of Agamemnon's death had already been sealed by multiple events.
(End of chapter)