The archery competition continues to be in full swing.

In another group, Prince Hector was bending his bow and arrows, and his eyes were focused on the bullseye in the distance.

"Ten rings. ”

"The second arrow is still the Ten Rings. ”

The surrounding crowd shouted and cheered for the prince, although the atmosphere of Pei Ziyun's group was very warm, but it was still far inferior to Hector.

Prince Hector has always been excellent and is a rightful heir, and the city-state can continue to survive and develop with such a hero, so the crowd cheered

As for Pei Ziyun being just a shepherd, his achievements in ten arrows and ten rings are very shocking, but he is just a dark horse, and he can't be compared with the prince's admirer at all.

"In the archery preliminaries, Shepherd Paris and Prince Hector tied for first place!" This news made the atmosphere of the audience reach a peak at once.

The crowd cheered for Hector and Paris.

News of the tournament was the fastest, and this time the news that Paris and Hector tied for first place in the archery preliminaries had longer wings and spread quickly throughout the city.

The troubadour, as usual, sang beautiful songs and walked down the street step by step.

"Did you know that Paris the Shepherd won first place in the 200-meter run? A vendor told a vendor the news.

"Oh, I said your news is long outdated, and I have the latest news that Paris and Prince Hector are tied for first place in the archery heats. The vendor who was told couldn't help but flaunt the latest news he had learned from a guest.

When the troubadour heard the conversation between the two merchants, he paused slightly, raised the sheepskin bag in his hand, poured a large sip of wine, and said to himself: "It seems that I am indeed going to write a poem to the shepherd whom the gods have favored." Anyway, this time I showed my real skills to show the lucky shepherd that choosing to cooperate with me was his wisest decision. ”

The troubadour drifted away with a parchment bag full of wine.

Temple of Zeus

This magnificent temple, with its tall halls, is illuminated by the afternoon sun, which depicts the praise of Zeus, and the gods surround him, all holding golden cups in their hands, and drinking the wine from them.

Numerous bronze and marble sculptures, mostly naked men and women, hold silver candlesticks, floors inlaid with precious wood, and a little farther away is an orchard through which a spring flows.

The priest Kassandra made her round, and on a whim, she turned around and came to the arena of the archery competition. At this moment, the archery finals also kicked off with the hoarse shouts of the crowd.

The archery finals are decided by one round, and the ten players are drawn to determine the order of appearance.

This time, Pei Ziyun was lucky and was arranged to play in the sixth, while Prince Hector drew the third lot.

The strength of the first two players should not be underestimated, although they are not particularly amazing, but almost every arrow is a nine-ring score, which is enough to show that they are the best in the field of archery.

Soon it was Hector's turn to play, he drew a feather arrow from the quiver, bent his bow and set up an arrow, and shot an arrow, hitting the bull's-eye, and then he drew a second feather arrow, and another arrow was shot, and it was also the result of ten rings, and Hector shot nine arrows in a row, all of which were ten rings.

"Hector, Hector!"

The atmosphere in the arena was instantly brought to a climax, and the crowd cheered for the prince, who was proud to have such a prince of archers.

When Hector shot the last arrow, Pei Ziyun obviously felt a slight change, which was told by the priest's senses, but what exactly had changed, Pei Ziyun couldn't figure it out for a while.

Kassandra, who was watching, covered her mouth and saw the shadow of God.

In the sharp whistle of "poof", the last arrow swooped down on the target, but it seemed to encounter a little wind, so the final result was skewed.

The "Nine Rings" commander shouted.

Hector made a mistake in the last arrow, only hitting the nine rings, and the crowd sighed, feeling sorry for the prince, but Hector's result was the first in the final.

"Hector will definitely not win the first place in this competition, because Paris must get the first introduction to the king, this is the fate determined by God!" Pei Ziyun secretly thought, in the original battle of Troy, Paris also won the first place in this archery competition, so even without Pei Ziyun's participation, it is inevitable that Paris will win the first place.

What made Pei Ziyun sigh was that it was difficult to forcibly change the things decided by the gods, even if it was as strong as Hector, he had to accept the arrangement of fate.

Pei Ziyun did not pay attention to the changes in the field, but concentrated on preparing for this archery and won the championship of this archery competition in one fell swoop.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was Pei Ziyun's turn to play. I saw Pei Ziyun take a bow and arrow and a quiver and slowly walked into the arena.

Although they knew that all the results of the Battle of Troy were already predestined, the gods had carefully prepared the script, and this archery competition was no exception.

But Pei Ziyun's arrival is destined to break all this, and all the details strive to be perfected, in the hope of making some changes in the details, and finally all the subtle changes are superimposed to form a huge change. This kind of change is difficult for even the gods to overturn at once, and finally acquiesce in its rationality.

At that moment, Pei Ziyun got rid of distracting thoughts, calmly aimed at the bull's-eye position, and shot the arrow.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"The First Arrow, the Ten Rings"

"The Second Arrow, the Ten Rings"

"The Third Arrow, Ten Rings"

Knowing that it was best to be quiet than an arrow, the crowd could not help but cheer at each arrow, and quickly fell silent, until the last few arrows came, and the king, queen, and all the princes held their breath for fear of missing a slight.

Prince Ifubos picked up a spear and gestured, as if in this way he could pierce Pei Ziyun with a spear to calm his anger and restore his dignity.

Where is Pei Ziyun paying attention at the moment, and he is shooting again and again.

"Ten Rings"

A series of ten rings, and the final result is ten arrows and ten rings.

"Paris"

"Paris"

The audience shouted Paris's name, and the atmosphere reached the climax of the conference.

"Paris became the champion of racing and archery!"

For a time, the news of Paris spread all over the city, and the people of the city cheered, rejoicing that the shepherd had achieved such a great result.

The most important thing is that the status of the shepherd is low, and everyone has a sense of joy, as if it is not Pei Ziyun who wins the game but them.

"What an amazing archer. "Under pressure, competing with the prince and still winning, King Priam changed his attention again, thinking that a man as good as Paris could be a captain, not just a soldier.

Prince Ifubos watched Pei Ziyun win the archery competition, and instantly ignited a powder keg, and his whole face was flushed with anger.

"Defeat me, you lowly shepherd, and dare to defeat my brother, the future king Hector?"

Paris is a little more noble, maybe Prince Ifubos would not be so angry, but Prince Ifubos can't accept that Paris is a lowly shepherd, he actually lost to a shepherd, and even beat his great brother!

Prince Ifubos rushed to the top in a rage, and could no longer care about the eyes of everyone, even under the eyes of the gods, with a shout, he rushed towards Pei Ziyun with a spear, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Kill this lowly shepherd." ”

"It's coming!"

After the match, Pei Ziyun kept an eye on Prince Ifubos, knowing the key historical points, so he knew what he would face if he won the match.

At this moment, Pei Ziyun saw Prince Ifubos rushing over, with a solemn expression.

In the original historical line, Paris won an archery competition, and suddenly saw Prince Ifubos carrying a spear to kill him, and his face turned pale with fright, and he fled to the altar with a crawl.

Paris escaped with his life, but he lost his dignity.

Since then, everyone has despised him, few people are willing to treat him as a friend, and not many people have taken refuge in him!

Changing history has to start here, starting from this small detail that no one pays attention to, thinking of this, Pei Ziyun didn't retreat at all, and looked stunned.

"Stop!" roared King Priam, killing a shepherd was not a big deal, but it was a contest, a meeting of the city's citizens, and an occasion where the gods could have seen it.

But the shouting was a little late, and the distance between the two approached rapidly, and as soon as they got closer, Prince Ifubos stabbed Pei Ziyun with a spear in the chest, and he killed him as soon as he made a move.

Pei Ziyun turned sideways slightly, flashed the spear, flashed, and approached Prince Ifubos, and hit Prince Ifubos in the nose with a fist with his right hand

"Ah!" blood gushed out of Prince Ifubos's nose, and after a while, his face was confused, but the prince ignored it, shouted fiercely, and pounced on Pei Ziyun again.

"Bang" Pei Ziyun snatched the spear, hit him with a backhand, and the spear body slapped Prince Ifubos, and hit it out hard.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of Prince Ifubos.

Pei Ziyun barely left his hands behind, and on the premise of ensuring that he would not be beaten to death, he did his best to severely damage Prince Ifubos and suffer a lot.

Prince Ifubos was knocked to the ground and cried out: "Give me up, kill this vile shepherd for me." ”

Several soldiers obeyed the order and pounced on Pei Ziyun with a shout.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A series of falling sounds came, and it only took a few breaths before and after, and Prince Ifubos's soldiers were all knocked down by Pei Ziyun.

The scene was chaotic, most people didn't understand what was happening, only heard the sound of shouting and fighting, the scene was chaotic, some cried dad and mother, some called servants to guard, and some called the gods to bless them.

"It is done, archery is better than Hector, defeat Ifubos head-on, as long as I am recognized by the king and become a prince, I will immediately become the second prince of Troy!"

"Not to mention this rumor, it's much stronger than the archery champion, how much prestige will I get?" Pei Ziyun thought secretly.