Contrary to the gloomy and misty Greek coalition army, whose morale was outrageously low, the Trojan chariots returned to the royal city against the backdrop of the blazing warships, overflowing with joy and laughter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The only blemish is that the Queen of the Amazon is trapped in the enemy's camp, and she is said to have faced Achilles, the exact outcome of which is not known due to the urgency of the battle. However, according to the previous battle practice of the sons of Thetis, it is very likely that Penthesilea was killed.

It was not long before the Greeks, who had no way out, led by Achilles, with their anger against the Trojans, slightly boosted their morale, and strode through the blood-soaked plains towards the heroic city built by Poseidon, the king of the sea.

The sharp-eyed lookout was the first to spot the enemy's movements, and the black heads of the people poured up from the low beach.

Thousands of Greek warriors, mixed together in a haphazard manner without a clear rank, vowed to do everything in their power until they broke through the royal city of Troy, slaughtered all the warriors inside, robbed them of all their wealth, and reduced the old and weak women and children to slavery.

The leader of Achilles, with his black spear, provoked the golden helmet of the Queen of Amazon, and the white wings were stained with rose gold blood, which was the blood of the demigod of Penthesile, a direct descendant of the god of war Ares, and was now used by the sons of Thetis to provoke the enemy.

Before the Trojans could react, the Amazonian warriors were furious, almost mad, and they stepped on their sturdy horses and ordered the Trojans to open the gates and prepare for war against Achilles, to recover the armor of Penthesile, and possibly even to become the queen of a cold corpse.

For the sake of their comeback from afar, for the sake of their unprecedented victory in leading their chariots, and for the sake of their eternal loss of the queen of Meroa Phrodite, the Trojans had to turn the winch, open the bronze gates engraved with the deeds of Poseidon the Sea King, and lay down the drawbridge twenty paces long for four chariots to walk side by side.

"Here's your chance!" Achilles, who was slowly riding his horse, immediately abandoned his horse, which was not fast enough, and rushed towards the Trojan gate after chasing the meteor.

He quickly grabbed the arrows that the Greeks were sporadically firing at the Amazonian warriors, and the dark blue god-given armor on his body left a black ominous mark in the Trojans' field of vision.

Following Hector's death, Aeneas, who had taken over the post of general, hurriedly opened his mouth and ordered: "Close the gates!

The Trojans immediately turned the winch, and more than a dozen guards also came to help, trying to push the dozens of tons of bronze city gate back into place, so as to prevent this only flaw from being taken advantage of by the enemy.

The Amazon people immediately found themselves too impulsive and recklessly caused the crisis, and the four hero-level female warriors led by them did not hesitate to stand in a row and block the direction of Achilles' advance.

If he wanted to avoid a battle and be held back by the Amazons, he would have to change direction and detour on the other hand, and re-accelerate the delay in the sprint, which might make Achilles' trick fail on the spot, and he would be hit with a nose of dust at the foot of the mighty city.

The son of Thetis also thought of the key to this, he didn't want to attack the woman, but the other party was a family member of the god of war Ares, so Achilles hardened his heart.

"Get out of here!" When the two sides were about to make contact, the first hero of Greece picked up the pitch-black meteor spear and swept the edge of the fan in front of him, instantly cutting the shield of the Amazon heroine, and even their lives were harvested in an instant.

The sudden burst of blood did not frighten the Amazonians, for the sake of the respected queen, for the sake of the fallen partners, the remaining female warriors decided to use their lives to drag the ferocious Achilles as much as possible.

"Kill!" Seeing that the gates of the city were about to close, and that there were still a hundred steps away from each other, the son of Thetis suddenly took a deep breath, and his body suddenly swelled fifty percent, nearly three blades tall, and his arms were thicker than the waist of the Amazonian warrior.

He took off his shield made by Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmen, and threw it at the rising drawbridge.

With a click, the edge of the sharp shield easily cut the chain on the side of the drawbridge, and then slammed forward into the city gate, and the anti-shock force caused more than a dozen Trojan warriors to spurt blood on the spot, and the slowly closing city gate also stopped freezing for a moment.

The Amazonians rushed forward eagerly, abandoning their proud martial arts and clinging to Achilles' hands, feet, torso, and head, adding to his burden.

Such a beautiful scene is intoxicating for others, but Achilles' purpose is always the gate of Troy. Not wanting to waste time on these women, he forced his steps forward, carrying the Amazon with his body full, and rushed to the door that was about to close.

Deducting the twenty pace-wide moat, the distance of only eighty steps is only an insignificant distance for Achilles, whose body is full of divinity, but he is full of heavily armed Amazonian warriors, which more or less affects his normal use of his "quick feet" specialty.

When the Greeks saw that their first hero was showing signs of breaking through the city gates, the warriors in front of them suddenly became refreshed and followed suit. The vibration of thousands of bigfoot boards beating the ground and the inspiring drums of war urge heroes to compete for supreme honor.

Achilles, who was deeply inspired, once again broke through his limits, and his three-bladed tall burly body skyrocketed again, just like King Eetion with the blood of a giant, his body was close to four blades, beyond the boundaries of mortals, and close to the standard of low-level gods or divine beasts.

The gods of the Holy Mountain were in an unprecedented panic as the new god seat reserved for Hercules began to shake violently, and even showed signs of tearing, a sign that the children of fate had regained their lost property.

"Quiet!" the Great Eagle shook his authority, and the thunder of the lightning whip caused the gods present to quickly regain their composure in greater fear.

"Achilles cannot be allowed to act recklessly, the best marksman among the gods, the Nether bestows on arrogant mortals to die, causing his soul to fall deep into the underworld. ”

Apollo, the long-range archer, immediately rose to receive the order, armed with a divine bow and golden arrows, blended into the omnipresent sunlight, and quietly left the sacred mountain of Olympus, leaving the other gods to face the thunderous wrath of Zeus.

Ares, the god of war, who had just healed his arm wound, had deep doubts about whether his sinister and cunning brother could kill Achilles, but the father of the gods said so, it must have been the long-range shooter who had found a flaw in the son of Thetis.

The River Styx, which the gods could not cross, and the holy fire of the origin of the world, were used to forge the body of the child of destiny, and Ares personally fought against Achilles, not only did he gain nothing, but he was also stabbed by this mortal and became the laughing stock of the gods again.

He wanted to see the arrogant Apollo suffer at the hands of Achilles more than he would have killed mortals who had humiliated him. Unfortunately, Ares did not understand that the long-range shooter had long since discovered Achilles' only weakness.

Achilles, with eight Amazonian warriors and a burly body, crossed the drawbridge, which could not be carried by a single chain, and when the bronze gate was about to close, he screamed a terrifying battle cry, killing all the Trojans who pushed the gate.

"Cluck...... "Achilles supported the city gate with both arms, and exerted a terrifying force, and even forcibly pushed the city gate that was about to close slowly inside.

The Greeks shouted excitedly, for they all saw the hope of breaking through the city of Troy, avoiding the tragic fate of running out of supplies and starving to death in this strange land.

The countless heads of the black pressed pressed frantically squeezed over, and the people who were not fast enough in front were knocked down by their companions who were catching up behind, and dozens of pairs of big feet stepped over one after another, and their ecstatic expressions froze on their faces, and they were trampled to death alive.

The Trojans immediately discovered the danger of the fall of the city gates, and the heroes, led by Memnon, had no intention of using their martial arts on the son of Thetis, but joined forces to fight against Achilles, who was extremely close to the gods.

The passage that allowed the two to walk side by side turned into a gap for one person to pass sideways in a blink of an eye, no matter how strong Achilles was, he couldn't carry more than a dozen heroes, after all, wrestling is such a thing, the side with a large number of people must occupy the convenience, not to mention that the nearby winch is also exerting force, constantly sending assists.

"Hurry, hurry!" Achilles' grinding feet sank deep into the ground, still being pushed backwards by the Trojans, and if it weren't for the eight heavy Amazonian warriors hanging from him, the bronze gates would have been closed long ago.

Diomedes, the king of Argos, rushed first, and instead of selfishly passing through the gaps, he pressed his own arm to the city gate, helping Achilles to stabilize the situation, and even suppress the Trojans in turn.

The Greek heroes who followed him, such as the quick-footed Ajax the Younger, and Telepormos, the king of Rhodes, also supported the city gate with both hands and continued to widen the gap.

When they saw the remarkable results, the spears of the Trojans poked out like poisonous snakes, stabbing the son of Hercules to death, Telpolemus, and then the sharp tip of the spear found the one-armed Diomedes, who was full of Athena's divine grace and possessed three times more strength than ordinary people, and was closest to the hero of Achilles.

King Argos did not die at the hands of the gods, and in the same way he did not die under the guns of mortals, he easily moved sideways to avoid it, and his one-arm was still exerting the great power in his body.

Despite the death and wounding of heroes, the Greeks rushed forward one after another in order to break through the city of Troy. Since the place was not large enough - only four tanks were allowed to pass side by side, the two sides were constantly attacking and defending in order to widen or close the gap.

At this time, the long-range shooter took advantage of the sunlight to descend to the ground, and seeing the Trojans killed and wounded, he could not help but be really angry, and was about to shoot arrows at Achilles, when suddenly he remembered something, and immediately calmed his anger.

Since Apollo had attended the wedding banquet of Thetis, the goddess of the sea, and had blessed both the hero Peleus and the unborn son of God, he had his own considerations for killing Achilles.

On the walls of Troy, Prince Paris and other generals are organizing men to slaughter the approaching Greeks, after all, the other side is not carrying more siege equipment, which is definitely a loophole that can be exploited.

In a trance, Prince Paris heard an unusually loud voice, which exploded directly in his ears, and then the long-range shooter Apollo reached out to brush away the fog that covered his eyes, and saw Achilles all over his golden body, only a dark red spot the size of the thumb of his right ankle.

"The only flaw in the invulnerability of the gods!" Prince Paris laughed in surprise, and immediately reached out to draw his bow and arrows, aiming at the god-like Achilles.