39 The two armies once again faced each other to the death

"Be of good cheer, Son of God, I am your right-hand man as always." Said the head of a small island nation with a thomp.

"You just go to another war zone, my men and horses are feasting on the battle meal, and immediately form a battle lineup. You go to another war zone and tell them to quickly prepare for battle, and my troops can rest assured. Pre-war encouragement is a necessary thing, and you don't have to take on the precious time in our war zone with which we have diplomatic relations for many years. Another sycophant said.

Agamenliu continued to patrol in chariots, some forming formations, others heading to the front.

The cross-section of the battle line was very large, and it was formed along the coastline, which was hundreds of miles long. The ships on the shore of the sea, black and overwhelming, like a whole celestial body gathering all the dark clouds together, heralded the imminent arrival of a very strong storm.

Each island nation and each small tribe has its own battle lineup with its own troops of soldiers and horses. A tribe formed a column of its own, facing the armies of the Trojans.

It consists of three chariots forming a front row, with the main general in the center and the deputy general on the left and right sides. The generals standing on the car are all at the level of the royal nobles, brave and good at fighting, and well-armed. Show the style of wealth and glory.

It was followed by the second row of the lineup, most of whom were afraid of the dead, and putting them in the middle was a strategic tactic and a common tactic of the soldiers. If such people put them at the back of the ranks, once they retreat, the whole army will be affected, and there will be a whole army that will cause self-defeat without a fight. Put them in the middle of the charge, so that the idea of retreating is suppressed, and they are forced to rush forward. Behind it is the third group of the entire lineup, which is also the most solid backing, composed of ordinary soldiers and special soldiers, some holding copper spears and copper shields, and the soldiers of the lower level can only hold wooden guns and wooden shields.

This is naturally a weak little soldier. This kind of person is on the battlefield, and most of them are selling noise, shouting loudly, "rush, kill," and this is naturally a fighting force that cannot be ignored.

There are also three major things that they must do when they go to the front. One, it is to send to death. Second, it is to collect the corpse. Third, it is to rob the corpse.

If you encounter your own battle and will be killed by the enemy, hurry up and grab the corpse back. You can usually grab it. Because the ancients were very reasonable, although snatching the corpse can remove the golden turtle and golden armor from the deceased, but if you kill a small soldier indiscriminately, it is a shame to be called a general. There is also an unwritten rule that the top does not kill the horse.

You are a horse general, and if you kill one of the opposing horseback generals in front of the two armies, you have completed your own mission, and the rest should be left to someone else.

Fighting a war is also a kind of division of labor, you are a general, in front of the two armies, your task is to kill the enemy's general. If you still have time to snatch the corpse, you should kill the enemy more violently, kill the enemy like a bird, and fly back into the battlefield, defeated 3,000 miles away.

It was the Trojans who opened the gates of the city first, opening the battle between the two sides.

The Achaean front-line sentinels saw the Trojan doors wide open, and the soldiers poured out of the city in a tidal wave. This is very important news for the frontline sentinels. The front-line sentinels saw that some troops in Trojan were in a state of darkness, and quickly spread their legs and complained to the headquarters.

Only then did the commander Agamen Liu quickly start to do a pre-war mobilization meeting, and quickly organized the army to face the battle head-on.

By noon, the opposing sides were approaching.

Without any dialogue and conditions, the two armies went straight into the battlefield, shouting, shouting, the cries of the miserable death of the slain.

The chariots and horses trampled to death and the chariots were crushed to death, which was enough to feed the bald birds thousands of miles away for a long time.

Yes, our beautiful Helen, the bald birds sang in the distance, singing Helen's beauty while smelling the blood star air of the fallen warriors, and slowly soaring, because it was too fast to eat. You don't know, it has to wait for the sun to roast them and stink before they taste, that is, when they are cooked, they can be eaten.

Some use copper spears to pierce the opponent's head, making the eyes of the victim dark, as if a black cloth suddenly covered the eyes, and then suddenly fell to the ground, crying for his life.

Some were taken out of their stomachs by guns and fell to the ground in the screams of wawa.

Some of them had their feet broken by their chariots, crawled back from the battlefield to the tents, and eventually died outside the tents.

It was a very fierce battle, with a very large number of soldiers on both sides killed, and the battle was under normal circumstances, and the troops were collected before the sun set, and the corpses of the famous generals were gathered up in the last bit of daylight.

This is the royal family and the nobles, but those ordinary soldiers will be left on the battlefield and given to the bald birds as a labor and reward for the battlefield cleaners.

Yes, for nearly ten years, the protracted war, if it were not for those battlefield cleaners, bald birds, so many dead soldiers, would have piled up the battlefield into a mountain.

Those soldiers are used to shouting, as soon as the opposing sides exchange fire, they will naturally utter this regular cry from their mouths: Kill you, the bald bird, I will kill you, the bald bird, and I will stab you, the bald bird......

Their lives are not meant to live at all, just to feed the bald birds when they are in the prime of life.

The manipulators of this war are the gods who have nothing to do after eating, and they are all shouting good cards for their bets.

Before the war, there were gods on both sides who were agitating, promising to protect the bravest generals, and those soldiers and soldiers who did not receive the promise were casually kept in the dark and died in a nonsense, losing only their lives, but ** could be used to feed the bald birds.

It has always been true that any famous warrior will never go into battle without the promise of the gods, even if it is only a god with the least prestige, his promise will never fail. This is God, whether you are the bravest warrior or the highest level of war, you are under God's control.

Whether ancient or modern, low-level people are playthings in the hands of high-level people. And in "Homer's Epic", the high-ranking people are the playthings in the hands of the gods.

War is cruel and merciless, and there is no one in the world who is not afraid of death. If everyone in the world is afraid of death, why should they create a cruel war? Is it really just for fun? Definitely.

That's because the authorities who make wars, they are like the gods in this "Homer Epic", they just compare the level of magic between gods and gods, and as for the dead people, they don't care at all, they don't care, they don't die on their heads anyway. You know.