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59 Cheng Bites the Battle of Gold

"Helen!"

"Helen!"

"Helen!"

Hector had already fallen and had to rest for a longer period of time, and when he slowly regained a little strength, he got up and walked forward.

In fact, he was beginning to see nothing clearly, but he assumed that he was following Helen's footsteps. His eyes and his heart were darkened with tears, but he thought he was moving forward in the light, just like the war in his youth.

His heart returned to the battlefield of the past. One day when his younger brother was about to go to war, he stepped forward and said, "You can't go, it's not as simple as playing with girls, you still take care of Helen at home." Menelaos is Helen's ex-husband, Menelaos's elder brother Agamenliu personally took charge for his younger brother to grab the beauty, and I kept the beauty for my younger brother, this is a relative response, how can my brother afford to lose this face. ”

Hector thought of sadness and ridiculousness, and as soon as Helen was tricked into coming home by Paris, Hector was salivating at first sight. That's what beauty is, he thought.

If Helen wasn't so beautiful, and a little bad, ...... else, Hector thought. If I don't get the slightest benefit, what else will make me insist that Helen stay and fight a battle for beauty that has never been seen in human history. At that time, if I was not greedy, I said that I would return Helen to others, and my brother would have to obey.

First, the younger brother's behavior was completely unreasonable. Second, the younger brother does not have the rank of a general, and he uses the measure of playing a woman to fight in front of the two armies, which is not 100% death.

For various reasons, without the support of his brother Hector, Paris would not have been able to keep Helen. If Hector had the slightest intention of letting Helen go, as long as he said half a sentence, the whole city would spit on Paris for doing such a hurtful thing.

Hector was selfish, and the ghost didn't know it. He thought that Helen's food was indeed a good dish, and if he didn't taste it, he wouldn't be able to die.

But what to do? Hector was originally a man who loved face, even though he was a family behind closed doors. First, it was brought by my younger brother, and it can be regarded as the owner of Minghua. Second, I didn't show any performance, (if a country woman goes to plant a few acres of land for her, you can play at night, it can be regarded as compensation for men's labor, although it is tired and tired, but men are dog bones.) If you can really fight a battle on the front line, and it's to keep Helen.

With contributions, there is no worry about no remuneration, this is the consensus of mankind. At the end of the day, whether to fight or not to fight depends on the weight of Helen in Hector's heart. Because of Hector's lustful heart, he had a wrong thought in his heart.

He was thinking that he would one day have a good time with Helen, and although they were a family, although they slept in the same room, it was not easy to sleep in the same bed. If the ghost wants him to be a brave and good general, usually God does not give a person a ticket to have two lives at the same time, and if you get on the ship of being a hero, you lose the opportunity to be a rogue.

Our Hector was holding the only ticket in his hand at that time, and it was difficult to be a hero. He gritted his teeth and went into battle with his gun.

Agamenliu's coalition has already set up a formation, and the coach Agamenliu takes the lead, and the horizontal gun is immediately powerful in the center of the lineup. Golden helmets and golden armor that shine brightly in the sun.

Hector gave an order, opened the city gates, and the soldiers and horses poured into the battlefield like a tidal wave.

This was the first battle between the two armies, and it was the consequence of the long time that Agamenliu and Menelaos sent representatives to return to Helen to no avail.

On both sides are their own brothers. It is the honor of the family, the purpose of robbing the city, and it is the Agamenliu who has already had a leg to his brother and daughter-in-law, or covets another leg later. Hells know.

"Kill, rush." The Trojans rushed to the front line, and at the same time kept shouting and shouting to kill, shout to charge.

The two armies are facing each other, tigers and tigers are close to each other, and they bite when they meet. The Trojans only shouted the words "kill and rush". And the Achaeans shouted a word or two: "Rush, kill, kill and go into the city to get our Helen back." Kill, kill into the city to rob the beauty, whoever grabs it will belong to whomever it is. Robbing beauties, fighting for beauties if you are a hero, grabbing beauties is glorious, and not grabbing beauties is a mischief. ”

Soldier to soldier, general to general, commander to commander. Agamen against Hector, with both men sitting in their chariots at first. Chasing back and forth, fighting left and right, and there was no decisive victory for several hours.

Each returned to his camp, took a sip of water, and rested. The respective shrimp soldiers and crab generals are also resting for a while. Later, the little soldiers simply stopped, there was no need to waste their lives, and when the commander won the battle, they would start to see who was rushing to whose position.

Now it's two people single-handedly, both horse-to-horse, spear-to-spear. The spearhead cast in bronze, whoever wounded everyone had to die.

As a general, the most important thing is to defend the horse, and no one will mess around, and no one dares to mess around.

(Our Cheng Yanjin ignores this stubble, you put the tip of the gun to my chest, and I will point the axe at your head, as if two people were firing pistols at the same time.) Therefore, Cheng Yanjin is a lucky general. Wisps of victory, it's not that no one can beat him, but they don't want to fight him, in today's words, it's not interesting.

Others use technical work when they fight, compare tricks, fight if they can fight, and flee if they can't. But he bit the gold to fight, just make his own moves, never take precautions, if you have the ability, you will go and accompany you with your life. Fighting is for the victory of one's own army, not for the sake of death. ）

Hector rode on his horse, holding a spear in one arm, and with a hard grip on his legs, the horse flew over. In the same way, Agamenliu also raised his spear with one arm, held a shield in the other, and the two war horses were close to each other, only to hear the loud sound of two shields, and the two horses staggered away, followed by a circle of plum blossoms.

The minions on both sides were shouting desperately, some of them were bleeding from their throats, and of course, some of them were just shouting to cut their breath.

On the beach in hot weather, there is an incomparably wide sand field, from ten o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, my dear mother, the soldiers who died of thirst because they did not drink water are tens of thousands of corpses.

The horses circled in the plum blossom circle, and the horses and generals were all dusty and drowned in the mist of flying sand. In the end, the minions on both sides simply stopped shouting, because the two horses would take turns running to the hostile formation as they circled each other, and then returned the horses to the plum circle.

The two brave and good generals have become the same, that is, the natives.

Finally Agamenliu threw off his shield and clamped his horse between his legs, and the horse galloped towards the enemy like an arrow. This is a trick to take tactics, which is equivalent to a killer move. Beyond the usual distance, he threw a bronze spear and bronze-tipped spear with one arm from a distance, and then quickly hid behind the horse. This is the one who dropped his shield, threw his spear with his bare hands, and hid behind his horse.

This is not a common tactic, either collect the troops or die on the battlefield. This trick is out of a very helpless situation, if you don't turn the opponent over, or die, or seriously injured, you will be in a catastrophe.

Because you have nothing left in your hands, only the war horse that has stepped down, and the only thing left is to flee desperately.