Hector's attack on the camp of the Greeks began, and it has been a long time since he fought until now, and he was really tired from fighting powerful heroes such as Ajax and Patroclus.

Hector also knew that the Greeks were as strong as a cloud, and if they continued to fight, Ajax and Diomedes were both strong enemies, and they might not be able to hold on, and a truce at this time was also a good way for him.

It's just that Hector hesitated a little.

"Brother, don't worry, there will be no problem with my Highness. Pei Ziyun continued: "If I really encounter a strong enemy, I will retreat immediately." ”

Pei Ziyun was carrying a spear, exuding confidence all over his body, and his confident appearance also infected Hector, Paris has always performed well, which can make people have confidence in him.

Hector nodded, Patroclus had been killed by him, and there was no one on the battlefield to threaten his brother Paris for the time being, so he could relax and go back to Troy City to rest.

He stepped forward and put the body of Patroclus on the chariot, and wanted to lend Achilles to Patroclus's god horse, but they were all immortal and divine horses that could speak, and when he saw Patroclus dead, he began to weep with tears in his eyes.

Zeus was very sympathetic when he saw this: "Poor horse, why do we give you the immortal and divine you to Peleus the mortal? Is it that you too may suffer the same sorrow as the unfortunate human beings? As for Hector, he will not try to tame you, nor will he try to drive you in front of his chariot, and I will not allow that. ”

Zeus gave the horses courage and strength, and the two horses immediately shook off the dust from their manes and dragged the chariot away.

Hector still wanted to chase after him, but Pei Ziyun intercepted him: "Brother, these gods and horses are not something that mortals can capture, don't chase them, there are big and small Ajax, and Diomedes are waiting for you." ”

"You've won now, you deserve a good rest. Hector listened, and hesitated, and Apollo made him agree, jumped into his chariot, and headed for the city of Troy.

Before leaving, Hector turned to Pei Ziyun and instructed, "Paris, be careful." ”

Pei Ziyun nodded, showed a smile at Hector, and watched Hector go away. =

As soon as Hector left, the king of Sparta, Menelaus, pounced not far away, and before he could get close, he threw his spear at Pei Ziyun.

"When. Although Pei Ziyun has been looking at Hector, Menelaus wants to sneak attack, but it is unlikely, he is just raising his shield at the moment.

The tip of the spear hit Pei Ziyun raised his shield, making a crashing sound, and the entire tip of the spear became a little bent due to the strong force.

Menelaus's strength was limited and he could not pierce the shield, and the spear fell to the ground after striking the shield, but to no avail.

Pei Ziyun was not ready to kill the hero anymore, he was really a little conspicuous, picked up a stone on the ground, aimed at Menelaus in the distance and threw it.

"Whoosh. The stone struck the opponent like a meteor, and Menelaus was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground.

At this time, if Pei Ziyun made up a spear, Menelaus would not be spared, and the grievances between Pei Ziyun and Menelaus would be settled.

Pei Ziyun didn't take the opportunity to step forward, but just said: "King of Sparta, we have a deep hatred, but let's strike now, we have all died too many heroes and citizens, and there should be a truce between the two sides, so that we can collect the corpses, bury the dead, and sacrifice to the gods." ”

Pei Ziyun's words were reasonable, and even the gods of Mount Olympus couldn't help but nod when they saw it, thinking that Paris's approach was very correct.

Pei Ziyun paused, and said to Menelaus, who fell to the ground: "As for our grievances, we will settle them next time." ”

Menelaus looked at the corpses all over the ground and got up, he was not grateful to Dade for Pei Ziyun's forgiveness, and instantly wanted to call more Greeks to see if the heroes of the Greeks could hear the shouts and besiege Paris together.

It was only the dignity of the king, especially the fact that many Greek heroes were wounded, that made him swallow back these words: "I agree, a temporary truce." ”

"Truce. ”

"Truce. ”

The voices of the king and the prince soon spread throughout the battlefield, both of them had a significant position in their own camp, and this fierce battle lasted almost the whole day, and both sides were exhausted when they heard this, and they responded.

The warring sides stopped, slowly retreated, all the Greeks and Trojans stopped, and the battlefield calmed down.

With Pei Ziyun and Menelaus' orders, everyone checked each other's corpses on the battlefield and moved their own corpses back one by one.

During this process, everyone was silent, and they did not say anything when they encountered each other's enemies, and many people watched their former companions become cold corpses, and did not feel much during the battle, and at this time they stopped fighting, but fell into deep sadness.

Corpses were carried onto the chariots, and armor and weapons were packed up by the soldiers.

Some of these weapons and armor are intact and ready to be used, while others are damaged and must be reforged to reflect their value.

Cleaning the battlefield was boring, Pei Ziyun felt that the eyes of the gods were gradually retracting, after all, there was nothing to see in tidying up the battlefield.

The gods like to pay attention to some important things, or fight scenes, and all the gods have lost patience with cleaning the battlefield and no longer pay attention.

The distance from the eyes of the gods undoubtedly gave Pei Ziyun a chance.

The priest's feeling has long felt the tears of Zeus, but the gods have been staring at the battlefield and are not very easy to act - if the gods know about it, they will be in great trouble, so they hold their hearts.

At this time, cleaning the battlefield, passing by a place, which was the place of Sarpedon's death, a tear of Zeus, was slowly dissipating.

If nothing else, if no one collects it, this tear will soon disappear from heaven and earth.

"System, collection. ”

Just shouted, the tears disappeared out of thin air, and then the system shook slightly, Pei Ziyun did not stay, but continued to inspect, during which he did not attract anyone's attention, but the system had a prompt.

A plum quickly appeared in front of him, and quickly enlarged, turning into a transparent data frame with a faint sense of light, with text displayed on it.

"Mission: Answer the call of the Phantom Lady, obtain three drops of divine blood, and go on your next destiny journey (1/3)"

"It turns out that tears are also the blood of God. Pei Ziyun thought secretly.

He had always thought that the gods had to be wounded on the battlefield in order to collect the blood of the gods, only to realize that this was misleading.

This tear also has the effect of the blood of the gods, and one drop has been collected, and it is two drops away from collecting three.

After collecting this tear, he did not linger too much on the battlefield so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion among the gods.

After carefully observing the battlefield, and seeing that everyone was carrying corpses, weapons, and armor in an orderly manner, Pei Ziyun put his mind at ease and quickly got into the chariot, and the chariot headed towards the city.

The emperor drove the chariot all the way away, broke away from the battlefield, and soon arrived at the city gate, which was wide open, and many soldiers were strictly guarded, carefully checking the people who were going to enter the city.

Pei Ziyun's chariot did not linger in the slightest, rushed through the city gate, and arrived in the city.

The city was again in the city, and some people rejoiced, because of the achievements of their families, and because the defeat of the Greeks was imminent, and everyone saw the hope of victory.

There were those who were sad and sad, and although they were about to defeat the Greeks, there were also many people who died, heroes and princes, and many ordinary soldiers, who were the families of the dead.

Of course, the Greeks had more heroes and princes dead, and the populace had already lined the streets to welcome these heroes and soldiers who had returned triumphantly.

The crowd shouted, cheered, and jumped.

The Greeks had besieged the city for so long, and the common people were terrified, and now that they were finally defeated, everyone had reason to rejoice in celebration of the Trojan victory.

Pei Ziyun's chariot slowly headed towards the palace, and the people on the road called out their names.

"Prince Paris. ”

"Prince Paris. ”

There was a loud cheer from the crowd, calling the name of Prince Paris, and Paris's bravery spread not only among the heroes and princes, but also among the common people.

"Poor Trojans, who have only only reached the peak until now, are far from victory. Pei Ziyun waved his hand to the people, and the chariot soon came to the gate of the palace, Pei Ziyun got out of the car and headed towards the palace.

In the palace, Hector, who had returned in triumph, brought back Patroclus' body, and by this time he had stripped Patroclus of the armor that belonged to Achilles.

This armor was originally given to Peleus as a wedding gift to the goddess of the sea Thetis when they were married, and Peleus later passed it on to his son Achilles.

Hector was so proud that he couldn't wait to put the stripped armor on his body.

Zeus saw that Hector was wearing the armor of Achilles, his face sank, he shook his head solemnly, and said in his heart: "Hector, you don't know yet, the god of death is already standing beside you. You killed Achilles' close comrade-in-arms, stripped off his armor, and now you put on the armor of the Son of the Goddess, and you will never be able to return to the city next time. ”

Zeus directly sentenced Hector to death, which made Pei Ziyun, who had just come in, startled.

For a moment, the priest's feeling made him see a scene—the sun in the sky had extinguished its brightness, plunging the surroundings into darkness, Hector's eyes were full of tears, his body was stained with blood, and all around, the ghosts of the underworld were floating.

Pei Ziyun was terrified, and after looking at it again, everything returned to normal, and the sunset sun shone on the hearty Hector, but he knew that it was not an illusion.

"Hector is dead this time, Zeus is so ruthless, this is for him to avenge the murder of his son. ”nt

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