Time: 2007-12-418:02:00 Words: 4046
Achilles wanted me to drive, but Austin stopped him. I wasn't the only one who was surprised. Everyone had been busy for a month or two just to wait for this day to come. Besides, I'm still rubbing my fists and getting ready to show off my skills!
"Patroclus is observing the battle from the Calicoro Hills. I have a feeling that this will not be the last battle.”Austin didn't ignore Achilles 'dissatisfaction. He frowned but didn't say anything. I knew that he was determined to win this battle.
Hearing Austin's words, everyone looked at each other hesitantly. No one doubted Austin's wisdom, but everyone was looking forward to ending the war and returning home as soon as possible. The atmosphere in the room froze.
When Agamemnon's herald came to inform the commanders of the various countries to attend the sacrificial ceremony at the seaside altar, Achilles finally nodded and asked me to withdraw from the battle. I didn't object. The Troy War would last for ten years, and I couldn't rewrite history by myself. I remembered that Xantos hadn't finished talking to me in Troy. What were the conditions for the end of Troy? I'll ask him when I have time. Otherwise, I can ask that crazy prophet called Karkas.
In ancient Greek society, the king usually held the position of priest, which was the integration of politics and religion. Therefore, Agamemnon was also responsible for pre-war sacrifices to the gods of Olympus.
As soon as he sprinkled the flour on the killed cow and lit the firewood, an eagle flew over from the sky. Calcus raised his scepter and looked up, shouting," The messenger of Zeus has brought us the news of victory. Look! The proud eagle held a cunning venomous snake in its claws and tore it apart. Warriors, the gods are on our side! Don't worry and fight. The horn of victory will eventually sound!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a pool of blood fell from the sky and scattered on the gravel on the beach. The entire army cheered. The morale of the Greek army instantly soared, and the tide surged, as if it was also in line with Karkas 'words.
I couldn't help but doubt it. It can't be such a coincidence, right? There were eagles and venomous snakes in this barren land. Austin smiled and said,"" This is the will of the Father of Gods."
I couldn't help but want to kneel down and beg him to find me a good job. Life on the battlefield was tough!
The Greek side gathered 50,000 troops and marched toward the gates of Troy. The mountains and plains flooded out from all directions of the Skonmantel Plains. The sound of iron shields and swords clashing shook the earth and mountains. The murderous aura swept across the sea breeze of Misia Bay, and the dark crowd slowly moved forward.
But…
When I saw them appear in Gao Gang's field of vision like a plate of loose sand, and compared them to the orderly formation of the Iron Blood Warriors of Troy in front of the gates of Troy, I knew that Austin was right. This time, the Greek army had no chance of winning. Although there were not many soldiers in front of the gates of Troy, they were well-equipped and united. They shared a common hatred for the enemy. More importantly, they were disciplined. The most important thing in an army was not the number of soldiers, but the fact that the soldiers could act in unison, follow orders, and advance and retreat appropriately. This was especially true for a face-to-face battle on the plains.
Achilles sent three followers to me, Almedon, Bisandre, and Automedon. When I chose him, he stared at me for ten minutes in a rebellious manner. He was unwilling to give up. I smiled at him proudly and said,"I haven't settled the score with you for throwing me into the fence with Momenem last time. If you have the energy, spend it sparingly, or you won't have the energy to deal with it.”
Otto Medon's expression changed immediately.
At this moment, I was riding a horse and looking up at the battlefield.
Achilles rode his carriage forward with the other kings. He had an imposing and awe-inspiring appearance, and his god-like appearance was proud of the heroes. I couldn't help but feel a little smug. I guess I was too infatuated with him. Otomedon couldn't take it anymore and bumped into my stomach. He glared at me. I lowered my head to look at Little Nine in my arms. He lazily looked at me and scolded,"Idiot!"
After both sides lined up, the commanders of their respective armies stood up and gave a speech.
Speaking of which, this man was really not a book by its cover. Although Agamemnon looked annoying, he did not expect to be so eloquent. He spoke so passionately that his saliva flew out, scolding Prince Paris, who stole women. Finally, he pretended to raise his scepter and shouted at the king of Troy sitting behind the battlements on the wall of Troy," We have given the Trojans a chance to atone for their sins. Return Helen and all the stolen Spartan treasures, and the Greek army will withdraw. Now, I still warn you in the name of the Greek commander, arrogant Trojans, return the property of the women you don't deserve, and don't try to fight against the powerful Greek. The Greek will treat your old people, women, and children with mercy.”
After saying that, he looked arrogantly at the unyielding and humble héctor in front of the army. With a contemptuous look in his eyes and his long tassel fluttering, héctor rode his horse forward and bowed sincerely, saying,""Although it's too late to say anything now, I still want to apologize to the Greek heroes for my brother's reckless behavior. At this point, no matter what I do, I can't make up for the mistake of forcing you to leave your homes. Helen has requested the protection of the city of Troy. Please forgive us for not agreeing to your request. In this city, the men of Troy will use their bodies to protect their wives, children, and homes. In that case, there's no need to say any more high-sounding words. Your Majesty, please send out the bravest warriors in your army to have a showdown with our warriors!”
After saying that, he bowed his head apologetically again and then rode back to the army.
I turned to Otto Medon."Who do you think Agamemnon will send?”
"Who else but Achilles?”Otto Medon looked at me and said with certainty.
I couldn't help but take two steps forward worriedly. Two people beside me pulled the reins and warned me not to be too impulsive.
If Agamemnon really sent Achilles out to fight, it was probably to give the Trojans a show of strength. The reputation of the number one warrior in Greece was not undeserved.
" Let's go!" He waved his hand and sent one of his generals to fight. He was tall and sturdy, two meters tall, and had a terrifying scar on his face. He carried a round shield and a bronze javelin and walked to the center of the arena. He slammed the shield and turned around to wave at the enemy troops with a tiger roar.
The soldiers of the Trojans also raised their shields and javelins and shouted.
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
I wasn't in the mood to watch them play. My heart was in my throat. I saw Achilles get out of the car and hand the scepter to the charioteer. After tidying up his helmet, he bent down and tightened the rope on his shin armor. Then, he walked over with his shield and spear.
Compared to the tens of thousands of soldiers in the vast plains, Achilles 'tall and mighty body seemed small and small. He was even half a head shorter when standing in front of the two-meter-tall man.
A cold wind blew from the plains, and the yellow sand was everywhere. The lonely crow immediately closed its mouth after a caw. The mount under me raised its head and neighed uneasily. I flipped over and landed, hugging Little Nine tightly. I ran to the edge of the hill, wanting to see more clearly.
"I'm Apisaon, the commander of the left wing army of Troy. What's your name?”Apisaon actually dared to pat his chest and speak to Achilles. He was quite bold!
Achilles seemed to smile and said lightly,""My name is Achilles. The first warrior to fight me will be lucky enough to keep his body intact and not be stripped of his armor. Do you hear me, soldiers behind?”He suddenly raised his voice and roared at the soldiers behind him. His voice shook the mountains and swallowed the mountains and rivers. The few cavalrymen who were close to him rolled off their horses, and the entire army was shocked! The soldiers of Troy were shocked.
" I heard it!"
After knocking on the shields in unison, they stopped and quietly looked at the two people in the middle of the arena.
The cold wind swept past once again. I stuck my head out and almost rolled down the Calicoro hills. Bisandre and Almedon grabbed my collar and lifted me up at the same time. Otomedon simply carried me on his shoulder and let me sit on his shoulder.
I saw a woman in white and a golden crown behind the battlements. I couldn't see her clearly, but she seemed to be of a high status. She was sitting beside the old King Priam and wasn't in the mood to look at them. I shifted my gaze to Achilles.
Apisaon threw the javelin first, piercing Achilles 'cowhide shield. It was unknown if he was injured, but Achilles crouched down and pulled out the javelin. Without hesitation, he threw out his silver spearhead javelin. The opponent did not have time to raise his shield to protect himself, and the javelin directly pierced through his neck. He was thrown dozens of meters away by the force and fell in front of the horse.
The cheers of the Greek army were deafening, and then Achilles pounced on the Trojans like a soaring falcon. The Greek army heard the wind and moved, shouting from all directions.
Although the Trojans had been disrupted by Achilles, the situation did not change for the worse. Instead, he calmly commanded the heavy armor and formed a defensive formation to resist the first wave of the Greek army's strongest attack. The archers on the city walls raised their bows and arrows, and the Greek soldiers within the range of the arrows fell in large numbers. Most of them were light infantry in the middle of the team.
The heavily armored soldiers at the front forced their way into the midst of the Trojans to fight. The enemy camp's defense collapsed for the first time. The light cavalry at the back rushed forward and blocked the thousands of Greek bronze warriors at the outermost perimeter, forcing them to give up the attack and retreat.
The worst part was that the Greek soldiers were busy stripping the armor off the corpses and were eager to collect private property. Many soldiers died as a result. Although Achilles led a team of soldiers to quickly advance inside, they gradually fell into a situation where they fought alone. Outside, the troops of the great and small Ajax were blocked by hécor. Austin was also wandering in the same place. Agamemnon roared and killed the enemies bravely in the chaotic army. Antirocus and his old and strong father, Nestors, stood on the chariot and fought hard. Diomedes was brave and invincible, charging on foot. Palamedes was not in a bad situation either. He did not expect that his usual literary skills were also good at using the spear. For a moment, he was invincible.
The battle situation gradually became chaotic. The two armies fought on the plains, and blood flowed like a river. Corpses were everywhere. The archery on the city walls had stopped, and the gates of Troy were closed. More and more wounded people were dragged off the battlefield by chariots.
I couldn't see Achilles 'figure, so I was so anxious that I kept hitting something under my hand. When I realized it, I looked down and saw Otomedon gritting his teeth and enduring my inhuman abuse. It was really difficult for him to not make a sound. Just now, when I saw Achilles fighting, I grabbed a handful of hair. At that time, I thought it was strange that it didn't hurt at all. Now that I think about it, it should be his hair.
She hurriedly thanked him for his help and climbed down to say that she could sit down and drink after watching the whole thing.
Everyone looked at me in confusion. I pointed to the battlefield below and said,"It's a stalemate. I reckon we'll only retreat in the evening. I'm hungry.”
Bisander took out a bag and threw it to me."Who do you think will win this battle?"
"Win?" I smiled and said," It's good enough that we have fewer casualties. The reinforcements from Troy will not come out again, and we will not be able to go back to meet the enemy and gather our troops. In the end, whoever can stabilize their position will win. Either Héctor will lead his troops to close the gates of Troy, or Agamemnon will withdraw his troops as soon as possible. There's no point in fighting like this.”
I untied the wine bag at my waist and broke off a hard pancake to stuff it into my mouth. I also gave 991 a little. The kid leaned over to drink, but I gave him a chestnut." How old are you? Drink, go away!"”
Nine-Nine meowed and scratched my hand. This child's temper is getting worse.
As expected, Victor did not go deep into the Greek army. After killing the soldiers who had gone deep into the enemy's line, they quickly formed a defensive formation again. This time, they could not break through. The Greek army was in a mess and exhausted. They fought from early morning to dusk. As the sun set, both sides reached an agreement to withdraw their troops and clean up the battlefield.
Agamemnon was unwilling to leave with the troops. He waited for the Greek army to leave the plains before he ordered the city gates to be opened. If my prediction was correct, if the two sides continued to fight, the Greek army would suffer a terrible defeat. This was because the soldiers of Troy had never been in chaos from the beginning to the end. Whether it was the general or the ordinary soldiers, they were all calmly facing the enemy. Compared to the Greek army's eagerness for quick success and instant benefits, they fought too steadily. It was impossible for such an army to be defeated in a short period of time. Especially when there was such a wise and astute commander like him.
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