The Great War Against Greece
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The beach was too soft. I ran up and down, and the sand poured into my shoes. Moreover, I didn't know what these shoes were made of, but they were rubbing against my skin. I complained as I ran. If only I had a horse.

Just as I was thinking about this, a small group of warriors rushed out of the camp to participate in the battle. I thought to myself, Today, my wish really came true.

So, he leaped forward and pushed the leading armored warrior off his horse. The other party was obviously caught off guard and fell to the ground with a thud. It was probably quite painful. If it were me, I would have long howled like a pig being slaughtered.

I hurriedly apologized and said that I had an urgent matter to attend to, so I borrowed the horse first. After saying that, I turned around and ran.

He heard an exasperated shout behind him."Patroclus, you motherf * cker! I'll beat you up later!”

Beat me up, beat me up. I have Achilles protecting me anyway. I don't believe you can do anything to me?

Fortunately, that bastard Pierre forced him to learn how to ride a horse. When he was forced to ride a horse, he even scolded him in embarrassment,"You son of a bitch!"

You can't blame me. That day, after riding the horse, I lay in bed for two months. I broke my left leg and had a cast on it. I lay in bed like a mummy. Pierre even said that I would get hurt the first time and that I would be fine after riding a few more times.

No problem my ass! I immediately grabbed the infusion bottle by the bed and threw it at him. In the end, I didn't hit him, but my right hand was fractured. Sigh, I'm so unlucky!

I was like a beach prince riding a horse on the beach. It was so cool and elegant, with a unique feeling. It was a Greek style. I was so intoxicated by myself that I almost forgot what I was doing. When I saw Achilles from afar, I waved at him and shouted,"The war has begun, Achilles, they want you to go back quickly.”

King Telefoss had just sailed away, and Lone Sail could no longer be seen on the sea.

I was so focused on shouting at Achilles that I forgot to hold on to the reins. Damn it, the wild horse broke free and rolled over. Both the man and the horse were swept into the sea. The warriors around Achilles shouted.

Fortunately, he was not stepped on by the horse. If he had been stepped on, he would probably have been crippled. He would only be entangled by the seaweed that had washed up on the beach. The horse would also be neighing beside him and would not be able to struggle.

Achilles pulled out his sword and helped me cut the seaweed off my body. I was so tired that I was out of breath. I grabbed his hand and said intermittently,"War, war, fight, fight. It's all the way to our doorstep. They told me to inform you. Quick, go!”I'm as tired as a horse. No, let me catch my breath first. My mouth is full of bitter seawater.

Achilles, however, looked very calm. He bent down and picked me up. Carry him!

I looked left and right. Those followers had the same expression as usual, but I had never seen them before. It was broad daylight. No matter what, I was still a man. In the modern world, I usually tried my best to distance myself from Pierre. I didn't expect this place to be so civilized.

She twisted her body uncomfortably and said to Achilles with a red face,""Um, I'm not injured and can walk on my own. You can put me down.”

"It's faster this way." The answer was crisp and straightforward. Achilles was just a strong man carrying me and running as if he was flying.

I thought to myself, Achilles is just a cow, and I'm just a feather. Otherwise, why would I have no weight at all? Look at how relaxed he is. I, I feel inferior. I sigh that I'm inferior!

After returning to the barracks, the soldiers who had been trained immediately gathered at Achilles 'call. They wore armor, held shields, swords, and javelins. They were all ready to fight.

There weren't many Thesari soldiers gathered at the last minute. There were only about a hundred or twenty of them in total, but they were all experienced executioners who had killed countless people on the battlefield. Just by looking at the wounds on their faces and necks, which were their medals, one could tell that these people were real killers and meat grinders on the battlefield.

Achilles was giving a speech. This was a common practice for the Greek players before they went to battle. It was like the ancient times of the Chinese Dynasty where they would use up all their strength and then use up all their strength.

I don't know how I put the helmet on my head, but I couldn't put on the armor no matter how hard I tried, and my hands were worn out. The armor was as heavy as a cow and as hard as steel. After fiddling with it for a long time, there was really no way. The things were wrapped around his body and could not be untied. He could only hang the pile of broken things outside for help.

I didn't know what I looked like at that time, but the moment the soldiers saw me, they laughed so hard that they bent over and threw away their shields and javelins.

I walked up to Achilles, feeling wronged. I looked at him with an extremely innocent and naive gaze.

Achilles smiled helplessly and reached out to take off his helmet. I took a deep breath. I was really suffocating. Just as I heaved a sigh of relief, he said something that almost scared me to death. He asked,"Didn't you practice before? Have you forgotten?”

I immediately froze. Creak, Creak, I turned my head and smiled at him foolishly, then nodded.

Achilles might have sensed something. Although he didn't say anything, he kept staring at my eyes throughout the entire process of helping me put on my clothes. I looked up at the sky to escape.

Achilles finished dressing me and leaned over to whisper in my ear,""Follow behind me later. Don't show off.”

What can I do? I can't wait! I hurriedly nodded obediently. Achilles smiled, causing my eyes to blur. I almost lost my balance and fell.

The neighing of war horses shook the sky, the war drums thundered, and the bugle horn sounded. The beach was dark, and the tens of thousands of troops on both sides were fighting. It was impossible to see the difference in strength between the enemy and the enemy.

I was already so tired that I couldn't find my way to the battlefield. The battlefield was on the beach. When the scattered soldiers in front saw Achilles, they raised their hands and shouted as if they had seen their own parents. The morale of the enemy immediately plummeted. The Greek soldiers counterattacked and the situation reversed.

I held onto my shield and struggled to follow behind Achilles. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and broken corpses were everywhere. The light of swords blurred my vision. To be honest, I was afraid. Damn it, it was too disgusting. Just looking at the Trojans who had lost an eye and exposed their intestines was enough. I forcefully endured the convulsions in my stomach. Before the battle even started, my face was already covered in cold sweat.

Achilles was charging left and right in front of me. That was called sweeping away a thousand troops! What do you mean by a thousand troops avoiding the enemy? If you hide behind him like me, you'll know.

Fireflies flew everywhere, and I evaded them without a care in the world. I carried the shield on my head to block the blood that sprayed onto my body. From time to time, a hand, a leg, or a head would fall under my feet. My legs would go weak, and soon I couldn't keep up with Achilles. I immediately met my opponent, who held a shield and picked up a spear to attack me.

I couldn't even hold my sword properly and stumbled onto the corpse. I just happened to dodge the enemy's spear that was aimed at my abdomen. I was so scared that I broke out in cold sweat. Just as I got up, another injured enemy soldier fell towards me. I instinctively reached out to help him up and even smiled kindly at him. I nodded."Be careful!"

I must be crazy. Not only did I think that way, but the other party also thought that way. Therefore, he was stunned for a moment before he swung his sword over. I was dumbfounded and didn't even know how to dodge. I stared blankly at him, whose face was covered in blood, as he smiled hideously and wanted to split me in half.

At this moment, a sword blocked in time and knocked the man to the ground. A burly armored warrior stood in front of me and roared at me," Are you an idiot?”

I wasn't a fool, so after I reacted, I raised my shield and knocked down the opponent who had climbed up again. He spun on the spot and fell down. The man who saved me ended him with a slash. I screamed and fell to the ground with blood spurting out of my face. I looked at the corpse in fear and at the same time, I became wary of the person standing in front of me. I panicked and fumbled around on the ground. I grabbed something and took a look. It was a human arm. My mouth ached and I immediately bent over and vomited.

I forcefully pulled that person up." Where did this little brat come from? Haven't you seen a dead person before?”

F * ck, why haven't I seen her before? I was only six years old when my grandmother died, and I stayed under the coffin all night. But I have never killed anyone before, and I have never seen so many people killed without blinking!

I was thrown into the chariot and my head hurt badly. I heard someone shout,"Kovirodes, send him down!”

The warhorse let out a long cry and rushed back to the rear of the battlefield. I grabbed the railing and looked up. I saw the majestic walls of Troy standing on the beach above the tens of thousands of soldiers. The archers on the walls were firing their crossbows at us. Only the city gate in the center was open, and reinforcements kept pouring out.

The walls of Troy! I jumped up excitedly and grabbed the driver."That's the walls of Troy, isn't it, isn't it?”Wow, the ancient Greek holy city that was as famous as Thebes, the solid walls built by Apollo and Poseidon, so dazzling and shining in front of me. How could I not be excited?

Kovirodes looked at me in shock and said with his dry and wooden mouth,""Yes, since you're not injured, you should follow me back to the battlefield. Otherwise, your country will be ashamed of you.”

I, I really want to faint on the spot. No, I'd better die! But we can't lose the face of the People's Republic of China. So I bravely hugged my shield to my chest and made a charging posture." Alright, let's go back!”Achilles, where are you? I'm about to be dismembered. As I wailed in my heart, I giggled at Kovirodes.

It was easier and safer to charge while standing on the chariot. It was easier to defend as long as I raised my sword to kill. However, I only held my shield and didn't move. Kovirodes 'eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he watched from the side." Kill! Where's your sword? Why are you standing there like a fool?”

With great difficulty, I took out a sword from my waist and showed it to him. Kovirodes 'expression was as if I was an idiot who came to watch a show. He was so angry that he stomped his feet and pulled out my sword. He handed the whip to me." I'll kill him. You drive!"”

I-I don't know how to drive a carriage either, boss!

In one go, I whipped the car to the place where the battle was the fiercest. The people who were fighting around were knocked over. Some people got up and spat at us." Damn it, which bastard is courting death? How dare you hit me!"”

"Your grandmother, where did this lunatic come from?”

"Ah, my gun! You brat, get back here!”

I turned around and gave them a victory kiss. The more I drove, the more excited I became. I used all my strength to whip the carriage. Kovirodes had no time to kill his enemies, so he rolled off the carriage after a few swings. This was exactly what I wanted. The chariot rushed into the place where the fighting was the fiercest. That was the world of Achilles and the other Greek warrior. The people fighting against them did not seem to be weak either. The two armies were facing each other, each setting up a shield defense formation and fighting carefully, step by step.

With my charge, the battle formations on both sides were smashed into pieces. Many people fell on all fours, shouting and killing in panic. I turned around and saw Achilles. I gave him a brilliant smile like a superstar and waved like a great man. Achilles shouted something at me in exasperation. I didn't hear it clearly. When I turned around to drive the carriage, a javelin passed by and pierced through the shoulder of a soldier behind me.

My heart turned cold. I let go of the reins and allowed the warhorses to pull me into the enemy camp. The enemies swarmed towards me.

Another spear came at me. I was so scared that I bent over and hid in the chariot. I used my shield to cover my head. The shadow of death swept over me and enveloped my heart. I was so afraid that I trembled. My legs went weak and I sat in the chariot.

I closed my eyes and prayed. Grandma Buddha, please bless me. I have never killed or harmed anyone since I was a freshman. I am a pure and innocent young man. Although I secretly sold my neighbor's puppy when I was twelve, it was not something that violated the heavens. Yes, yes, I have never been a vegetarian. However, on the account that my grandmother has been fasting and chanting Buddha all her life, can't you bless her descendants? Please show mercy.

The warhorse was dismembered, and the chariot instantly shattered into pieces. I thought I was done for, completely done for. I had just been reborn, and I hadn't even had the chance to enjoy the sea breeze of Greece before I died for no reason.

"Boom!" Dust hit my face, my armor sank into my flesh, and my shield flew out of my hand. I lay on the ground and resigned myself to fate. Before the surrounding Trojans could return their spears, they all retreated uneasily. The screams behind me became louder and louder. I fell weakly and couldn't breathe. My shoulder was in extreme pain. F * ck, what kind of clothes are these? I'm about to die.

At that moment, he looked helplessly into the depths of the crowd. Was there still hope for help?

Achilles charged into the encirclement with unstoppable force, and the soldiers of Troy scattered like the autumn wind.

Just as I thought I was going to die to my enemy, I was helped up and pushed back for a long time before I came back to my senses. With tears in my eyes, I turned my head and saw Achilles 'bloody face. It was extremely gloomy, and dark clouds were gathering.

However, even so, his image in my eyes was unprecedentedly lofty and noble, so I leaned on his chest and fainted peacefully.

The first battle ended at noon. The sun was high in the sky, and the warm and comfortable sea breeze made me feel lazy. I leaned against the door of the barracks with my head drooped and my eyes half-closed.

Antilox told me that Achilles had gone to a special pre-military summit meeting and told me to eat something first. However, when I saw the red roasted beef, I thought of the bloody corpse in the morning. When I saw the milk, I thought of the white brain matter. I immediately vomited. Although the wound on my shoulder was bandaged and Mahawn came to take a look, it still hurt badly. It was burning as if there were thousands of ants gnawing on my flesh.

Looking listlessly at the white sand under my palm, I squeezed it in my palm. The sound of sharpening knives around the camp could be heard, and the sound of piling continued. The trenches had not been repaired yet. Some soldiers were sitting at the entrance of the barracks like me, but they were all holding broken armor in their hands and repairing it. Although I knew the cruelty of war, it was my first time facing it, and I was still terrified. No, I couldn't kill anyone. Although I wasn't an absolute peace-loving or benevolent person, I couldn't kill people like these people. Absolutely not!

The moment I closed my eyes, I saw corpses with their eyes wide open and blood flying everywhere. I was disgusted to the extreme, and my body was trembling from the cold. I hugged myself tightly and fell asleep.

Seeing Achilles 'furious eyes, I was so weak that I didn't even have the strength to shout. I only leaned back and fell to the ground weakly. I didn't know what had provoked him. Anyway, I still didn't understand his temper and couldn't be bothered. I curled up my body and couldn't be bothered to get up. I just lay on the ground and continued to sleep.

Achilles strode into the room, took off his armor, and changed into a light blue sackcloth. He went out, turned, and stood at the door of the barracks with his hands on his hips." Come out, Patroclus. Don't hide in there like a woman."”

I don't know what happened, but I got up and walked out. I staggered in front of him. Achilles frowned in dissatisfaction, shook off his golden hair, and bent over." Come here, flip me to the ground. What happened on the battlefield today? You don't know how to use a sword?"”

I looked at him at a loss. If he wanted me to overturn him, wasn't he asking me, a light feather, to overturn Mount Tai? Wasn't he asking me, an ant, to fight against a big tree? How could that be? I forced a smile and said,"I'm not feeling well. I haven't recovered from the cold from a few days ago.”

" A Greek warrior will not be defeated by a cold. Patroclus pounced on me and attacked me like before. Didn't you always want to defeat me?”It seemed that there was no point in saying anything. Achilles had already assumed the pose of a gladiator, and the surrounding soldiers had surrounded him.

I looked at them and walked into the arena. Taking a deep breath, I mimicked Achilles and got into a stance. I stretched my hand forward and tried to attack him like a gladiator on TV, but it was useless. Achilles easily dodged it. If he wanted to, he could flip me to the ground and easily win. I knew he was testing me, but I was too weak. In the end, I hugged him tightly like a boxer and neither attacked nor made him move. I really want to faint.

I looked up and saw the white sunlight. I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth to endure the pain in my shoulder. Achilles was furious at my powerless entanglement. His rigid arm clamped, and there was a sharp pain in my waist. I shouted, and in the next second, I was lying on my back on the beach. My clothes were torn, but Achilles did not let me go. He grabbed my hair and slammed me back, shouting," What's going on, Patroclus? Get up and fight me again. Why are you like a woman who hasn't eaten?"”

I allowed him to bury his face in the sand without saying a word. What could I say? On the ancient battlefield, those who didn't know how to kill their enemies were like trash. They were despised and despised by others. They were even worse than slaves.

My lack of resistance made Achilles even angrier. He punched and kicked me, wanting me to stand up and fight back, but I f * cking made up my mind not to move. Blood gushed out of my mouth, and I blocked it with sand.

The crowd around me started to stir. Antirocus and four others worked together to pull the furious Achilles away. I was already half dead. My whole body was numb from the pain and I couldn't move.

"Antirocus, what happened? What happened to Achilles?”Two generals appeared at the entrance of our barracks with a small group of followers. The leader had brown hair, small eyes, a big nose, and a full beard. He was lean and strong, and had the typical figure of a battlefield killer. The one behind him was tall and sturdy. He was handsome, gentle, and approachable. He wore a flaxen coat that fluttered in the wind. His three followers held weapons in their hands and looked majestic.

Achilles was so angry that he couldn't stand still. He pointed at me and shouted," He doesn't know how to use a gun, a sword, or even a gladiator. What use do you think such a person is, Ajax? He'll still be killed on the battlefield."”

I got up, grabbed the post of the barrack, and spat out a mouthful of sand. I felt a lump in my chest, and a large mouthful of blood fell on the back of my hand. I looked up at Achilles, and suddenly there were no more tears. The tears that had been in the corners of my eyes had somehow retreated. I looked at him dryly and said,"I won't kill anyone."

I probably looked terrible and couldn't stop bleeding. Achilles and the others all changed their expressions. He pushed the crowd aside and ran over to support me. I grabbed his shirt and looked into his blue eyes. I apologized softly," I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I'm not, not your-"

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