Damas knew very well that Nodas would rather mutiny, and would rather die himself than be humiliated and handed over to the other side, so he stopped talking, and the others were silent. Everyone was deep in thought, but they couldn't think of a good plan, and suddenly, news came from outside that Memnon had arrived with his troops. The people of the eastern city were like sailors who had seen the twinkling stars after a storm at sea, and King Lamech was even more glad because he was sure that the army of reinforcements would defeat the enemy and burn their ships.

When Memnon, who was under the protection of the Dawn Envoy, and his army came to the eastern city, King Lamech entertained them with a feast and gave them many precious gifts.

Now the mood of the people of the East City was lightened again, and they spoke with respect of the deeds of the heroes of the fallen East City, and Memnon told the story of his adventures on the road when he had arrived here from the coast to the East City, and the old king listened with great interest and laughed from time to time, and he shook Memnon's hand warmly and kindly, and said, "How I thank Memnon, the Mighty of God, for giving me glory in the palace to receive the wind for you!" Thou art more like an angel than all mortals, and therefore I am sure that thou shalt destroy our enemies!" said the king, raising his glass to the new allies.

Memnon admired this precious cup, the work of the great angel Stos, and became the heirloom of the royal family of the eastern city, and Memnon looked at it for a moment, and then replied: "I do not want to make a big talk at the banquet, to make a promise, that a man can only show his heroic qualities on the battlefield, but now let us go to bed and rest, for a fierce battle awaits us tomorrow." With that, the steady Mennon stood up. Lamech did not force him to stay, and the other guests withdrew with him.

When the night covered the earth and the people were asleep, and the angels on Mount Catherine were still feasting and discussing the battle in the eastern city, the boss Satan, the leader of the fallen angels who seemed to be able to foresee the future as well as the present, was the first to say: " Some of you care about the people of Xicheng, and some of you care about the people of Dongcheng, in fact, it is all in vain, there are countless horses and soldiers on both sides who will die on the battlefield, and you are worried about the safety of some people, but you should not have any illusions that you can intercede with me for their lives, because the angel of fate is as merciless to me as he is to you. ”

Some of these angels, though they were very powerful, did not dare to disobey the will of Satan, the elder, and they all left the table in silence, and went back to their rooms, where they lay down in bed in sorrow, and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, the envoy reluctantly rose into the sky, for he had heard the words of Satan, the boss, and knew what fate would befall the Memnon he had protected; Memnon woke up early, rubbed his eyes, and jumped out of bed; he was ready to fight to the death for his friend and enemy today; and the people of the eastern city also tightened their armor and formed a battle team with the men brought by Memnon, and rushed out of the city gate with confidence, and rushed out of the city gate with confidence, and rushed out of the vast battlefield.

The people of the western city were all astonished when they saw them coming, and hurried to take up their arms and rush out of the barracks, and Nodin, whom they trusted so much, was standing tall in their chariots, and the Memnon of the eastern army was equally imposing, like the god of war, and the soldiers were gathered around him with high spirits.

The two teams were like two oceans, stirring up a great tide and surging against each other; spears flew, and the sound of killing shook the sky; soon the people of the East City were killed by Nodin's guns; but Memnon also killed and wounded many of the people of the West City, and two of Stoll's comrades had died at his hands; Memnon gradually approached the old man Stoll, because the old man's horse was shot by an arrow from the archer, and the chariot suddenly stopped with a clatter.

The old man was taken aback and called out to his son Rokos to come to his rescue, and the son Rokos came as fast as he could, shielded his father with his body, and threw his spear at King Memnon, who dodged sideways and struck his friend, the son of Soth, and Memnon, furious, pounced on Rokos and struck him in the heart. Rokos sacrificed himself to save his father.

The people of the West City were deeply grieved to see Rokos fall to the ground and die, especially his father Stoll, who had died for him, and had seen him slain by the enemy, but he was still able to calmly call for another son, Modus, to come to the rescue and protect Rokos's body, and Mordes, hearing his father's cries in the midst of the noise, rushed with Phares, ready to fight against Memnon and defeat his arrogance.

Memnon, however, was full of confidence, and kept them close, skilfully dodging the spears that were thrown by the other side, some of which hit his armor, but were all bounced off, because his armor had angels who had used magical spells on it, and when they fought again, Memnon began to strip Rokos of his armor, and the people of Westside could not stop him.

When Stoll saw this, he cried out loudly and called for his friends to come to his rescue, and he himself jumped from his chariot to fight with Mennon with his small strength for his son's body, but Mennon was in awe of him when he approached, and quickly retreated to the side.

"Old man," said Memnon, "it is unjustifiable for me to fight you. In the distance, I thought you were a young warrior, so I aimed at you, but now I can see that you are an old man, and I can leave the battlefield, I can't bear to kill you. ”

Stoll took a few steps back, and saw his son lying in the dust, helpless, and Modus and Phereus followed him, and Memnon and his men took the opportunity to advance, and the people of Westtown fled in terror.

Stoll had no choice but to ask Nodin, "O protector of the people of the Westside, my son has been slain and lies there; Memnon has stripped off his armor and taken away his weapon, and his body is about to be dragged to feed the dogs; go and save him, only true friends dare to protect the corpses of their comrades!"

When Nodin heard this, he immediately rushed towards Memnon, who saw him coming, and quickly picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at him, but the stone touched Achilles' armor and was bounced off; Nodin jumped out of his chariot and attacked Memnon on foot, stabbing him in the shoulder with a spear; Memnon, despite his injuries, threw himself at Nodin, and stabbed him in the arm with his spear, and the blood immediately flowed out and dripped to the ground.

"Poor fellow," exclaimed Memnon excitedly, "Poor fellow, standing before you is a warrior of angelic suke! You are no match for him, for it is the angel of the dawn who protects me, and he is the great angel who dwells on Mount Catherine, ten times better than the angel of the sea who protects you!"

Nodin smiled and replied, "The final outcome will tell you which of us is of the noblest birth!Whose protector angel is the wiser!Now I will avenge the young hero Rokos, just as I avenged my dead friend Nokos on Noc." ”

As he spoke, Nodin's spear was clenched in both hands, and Memnon was holding his spear as well, and they rushed face to face. The Almighty One also made them stronger and more powerful at this time, ten times better than usual.

As a result, the two men held each other, and neither of them hurt the other, and they sought an opportunity to kill each other's legs or abdomen, but to no avail, and the two men approached each other so that the armoured men rang out, and the men of Memnon, the people of Dongcheng, and the people of Xicheng, all shouted with a loud voice, and the earth shook the earth, and the dust flew under their feet, and the battlefield was foggy, and the ranks of both sides were inseparable.

The angels on Mount Catherine looked down on the battle and rejoiced, when Satan the Elder summoned two angels of destiny and commanded the angels of dark destiny to descend on Memnon and the angels of radiant destiny to descend on Nodin, and the angels cried out loudly, some with joy and some with sorrow.

The two heroes of the earth were still fighting fiercely, not feeling that the Angel of Destiny had approached them; Mennon and Nodin's spears, swords, and even stones attacked each other, as firm as rocks, and did not give in to each other; the soldiers on both sides were also killed together, and they were inseparable, with blood and sweat flowing together, and the ground was full of corpses; the Angel of Fate finally intervened in the battle; Nodin fought hard and stabbed Memnon in the chest, the tip of the spear peeked through his back, and Memnon fell to his death on the battlefield.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people of the eastern city turned and fled, and Nodin pursued and slew them like a whirlwind of clouds, and the angel of the dawn let out a lament in the sky, and hid in the dark clouds, and the earth was suddenly darkened, and he ordered his men, the angels who were in charge of the wind, to sweep to the earth, and take the body back from the hands of the enemy, and flew into the sky with it, and the blood dripped on the ground, and then the blood became a red river, which meandered through the foothills of Mount Sinai and into the Red Sea, and this red water had a strong putrid smell in it, and the angels of the wind carried the corpse very close to the ground, and the army of Memnon could not bear to let their king go, so he wept and chased after the corpse, until he could no longer see the corpse.

The windy angels carried Memnon's body to a large river in the distance, and the angels in charge of the area built a tomb for him in the sacred forest.

The angel descended from the sky, and many of his friends descended with him, all mourning King Memnon with tears and sorrows.

Although the people of the eastern city who retreated into the city did not know where Memnon's body had been blown by the wind, they also mourned the heroic Memnon very deeply.

Because they remembered Memnon, there arose a saying among them that Memnon's comrades-in-arms had become birds, and flew to the cemetery every year to mourn their king;

Later, in the place where Memnon was buried, a huge stone pillar was erected, on which was carved a seated image of a king, and that sitting statue was Memnon, which made a wonderful sound before sunrise, and it was said that Memnon was cheering and blessing his protector, the Angel of Dawn, who saw that Memnon was still alive, and tears could not help but burst out of his eyes, dripping on the flowers and trees, forming a crystal morning dew.

The next morning, the people of Stoll carried the body of their king's son Rokos back to the ship and buried him on the shores of the Red Sea.

As soon as dawn broke, he struck at the people of the east and slew the people of the east city, who, though they were afraid of Nodin, but still thirsted for battle, rushed out from behind the walls and stopped him and his men, and soon a fierce battle began between the two sides, and Nodin slew countless enemies and drove the people of the east to the gates, and he was convinced of his superhuman strength, and was about to tear down the gates, break the pillars, and let the people of the west pour into the gates of Lamech.

At this time, Apollo, the angel of war of the king of the silver bow, was very angry when he saw the corpses of the city of Dongcheng strewn all over the field and rivers of blood on Mount Catherine, and he rose from his throne and walked towards Nodin, carrying on his back a quiver full of hundreds of arrows, and he threatened him with a thunderous voice, "Nodin! Let go of the people of Dongcheng! Beware, or an angry angel will kill you!"

Nodin could hear it as an angel's voice, but he was undaunted. Ignoring the warning, he replied in a loud voice: "Why do you always protect the people of Dongcheng, do you want to force me to fight against the angels? I am angry at the last time you helped Nob escape death and caused the death of my best military companion, and now I advise you to go back to the place where the angels stayed, or my spear will surely stab you, even if you are an angel!"

So saying, Nodin turned away from Apollo and went in pursuit of his enemy, and the angry angel with the silver bow hid in the mist, drew his bow and arrow, and was about to shoot an arrow at Nodin's vulnerable heel, when he was about to fire an arrow, when suddenly he stopped again.

He was reckless, but at least he was an angel, and that's when he started scheming.

That Nodin, but a reckless man, how noble I am, how can I deserve to kill him with my own hands.

It's still the old convention, the common trick of our angels, it's good to borrow a knife to kill people.

So, Apollo found a man who was hiding there to watch the battle, not going to the battlefield, but secretly watching the changes in the battlefield to see if there was a chance to find something to take advantage of.

This person is none other than the one who made a bet with someone and didn't fulfill his promise after losing.

Apollo secretly rejoiced in his heart, wouldn't it be wonderful for this man to go to my sword that borrowed a knife to kill people?

First, this person likes to take advantage of the most, and today this advantage is definitely very big, and there is simply no other bigger one.

Second, this person's archery skills are strong, almost every shot, and he is an extremely suitable person, as long as he is slightly guided, he can complete this murder with a knife.

Third, what Nuo Ding is most afraid of is also this Nuo Ding, because Nuo Ding is here, he will seek revenge on him, because the death of Nuo Ding is directly and indirectly related to him, as long as Nuo Ding does not die for a day, then, he will definitely die, and sooner or later he will find his head.

The Silver Bow Angel has made up his mind, it's up to you!

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