Chapter 389: The Battle of Troy (1)

In the era of the reign of the great hero Hercules, two things happened, the twelve trials arranged by the gods, through the hands of Zeus's beloved son, to eradicate the monsters that inherited the blood of the earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Another is the Golden Fleece Journey, the Argo Holy Ship containing the demigod heroes, completed the world journey, eradicated countless monsters and beasts along the way, and successfully brought back the Golden Fleece.

However, these are the stories of the previous era, and the things that are now being paid attention to by the gods of the Holy Mountain are the Trojan War, which involves most of the demigods and heroes who cross the land into the flesh millstone.

After the official landing of the Greek coalition army, which had just gained a foothold and had not had time to catch its breath and fade away from the fatigue of the long voyage, Troy, which had long been ready, raised fifteen battle flags at the head of the city, including Troy and allies from all over the country.

The three gates to the west of the city of Troy suddenly opened, and the heavily armed Trojan soldiers, led by Prince Hector, flooded the plain of Scommantle like a raging tide and rushed towards the landing Greek coalition army.

At the front were 500 two-wheeled carriages, with two columns in front and behind forming a geese-shaped battle formation, with a distance of more than two miles between the left and right ends. The body is filled with a skilled rider and carries a famous hero, armed with bows and arrows, spears, spears, shields, and swords. The axles on both sides have four-edged spines that rotate rapidly to ensure that there are no live openings between the two carriages.

Behind the chariot were swift Trojan warriors, striding towards the Greeks, known as the "city-state raiders", and as soon as they entered the land of a stone's throw they took small steps to adjust their rhythm and quickly assembled to regain their formation.

The Greek warriors stationed at the front saw the chariots of the Trojan city rushing wildly, heard the drums of war like thunder, and hurriedly took up their weapons and prepared to resist.

Unfortunately, when they landed, they disembarked in one fell swoop, and their organization was completely disrupted, so they could only call their acquaintances to form a resistance formation on the spot, and as a result, most of them did not have weapons and shields in place, and faced the incoming enemy completely with their bare hands.

Hector, the prince of Troy, took a deep breath and roared, like a thunderbolt that boosted the morale of his teammates, and at the same time took out the curved bow and arrow pot in the body, and each of them used a burst of shooting skills, without concentrating on aiming, after all, there were too many enemies to face.

Like a shower of arrows, it tore through the air and let out a piercing scream and fell, and the Greek warriors without armor suddenly fell, even if they were lucky enough to wear helmets and carry shields, they could not resist the iron-headed arrows that fell from a high altitude.

Scarlet blood bloomed in all directions, wails came one after another, and before the Greek warriors could come to their senses, the fast geese-shaped chariot formation slammed into the porous defense line fiercely.

The momentum of a heavy tonnage horse running at full speed is simply not something that anyone can resist. Rubbed by the body inlaid with iron plates in front, the physique of mortals is broken tendons, and even famous heroes dare not try to resist with their bodies.

Even more tragic were the spines on both sides of the two-wheeled carriage, and the constantly rotating sharp weapons, swept over the Greek warriors' lines, easily wringing out large patches of blood, separating flesh and bones, leaving behind the remains of severed limbs.

The advance army of 1,500 men, hastily formed a defensive line, was completely crushed by 500 two-wheeled carriages.

When Hector, the prince of Troy, let out a roar of battle, the middle of the geese-shaped chariot formation cracked, and the two wings flew together to make a wide detour, covering the Greek warriors with less than 700 remaining troops.

As a result, there was another one-sided massacre, and wherever the chariots passed, a bloody storm was set off, and the blood of the Greeks was sprinkled on the earth, almost staining the ground red.

The Trojan warriors who followed immediately stepped forward to mend their swords and strip off the armor and weapons of the Greeks, but unfortunately they gained very little, and in their tents, they plundered a lot of war.

The regiments stationed at the front, their sacrifices were not in vain, and the Greek warriors in the rear, hearing the sound of the war horn, stopped to rest, quickly assembled, put their equipment in order, and faced the Trojan chariots at any time.

The Greeks also had their own carriages, but most of the time they were used by famous heroes alone, and rarely as concentrated on the battlefield as the Trojans, so after the terrible casualties, some Greek generals began to reflect.

The Trojan chariots flew together on both wings to strangle the remnants of the army, and then gathered again, and at the roar of Prince Hector, they formed a single wave-shaped formation and rushed towards the enemy again.

The Trojan warriors who followed him were divided into ten thousand-strong legions, each locked onto a war zone, and advanced in small steps, followed by a quick charge.

Due to the slightly higher terrain, the Greek warriors were in the field of vision, and the landslides and tsunamis were constantly coming.

In the face of the roar of Hector, the prince of Troy, the heroes of the Greek coalition could not help but use their stunts to boost the morale of their own soldiers, while inflicting threatening sonic attacks on enemy Trojan warriors and even their horses.

Roars, screams, and roars come and go, but they are obviously not of obvious use to the Trojan warriors who are bloodied and victorious.

The wave-like chariot formation slammed into the Greek defense line, and this time the prepared Greek warriors used their shields to form a scale turtle defense of the broken chariot formation on the spot, and with fearless courage and tacit cooperation, they temporarily created an inclined plane in the direction of the two-wheeled carriage and overturned the enemy with men and horses.

Unfortunately, not everyone can do this, and the experienced Trojan pilots, with their wave-like formations, can adjust their trajectory at any time, and the heroes in the carriage can inflict a lot of damage on the Greeks' scaly turtle defenses with the help of the chariot momentum, whether they throw javelins or raise their spears.

However, the strict and strong formation of the Greeks exceeded the imagination of the Trojans, and five hundred two-wheeled carriages seemed like a lot, but in front of a large array of more than 20,000 people, it was still thin and not enough, and it was quickly restrained by the enemy like a mud swamp.

Fortunately, the Trojan warriors followed, bending their bows and arrows, throwing spears, and javelins, and cutting down the enemy warriors again as if they were grassy in the forward line of the Greeks, who had suffered heavy losses.

Most of the two-wheeled carriages were saved, and the heroes and elite warriors of the Trojan side jumped out of the carriage and fought the Greeks head-on under the leadership of Prince Hector.

Hector's strength like a dragon made him completely one-sided slaughter against ordinary warriors, and in his war zone, the Trojans had the absolute upper hand, and far away from him, the Trojans were defeated by a large number of Greek heroes leading warriors.

It is worth mentioning that Troy also has a hero second only to Hector in force, he is Aeneas, King of Daldania, son-in-law of King Priam, husband of Princess Creusa, son of the goddess Aphrodite and the old hero of Troy, Anchises.

Prince Palotsilaus, Prince of Firac, a proud young man who had just married in the country, and his gentle wife, Raodamia, was the daughter of Acastus, the hero of the Argonauts.

Due to the summons of Agamemnon, the king of Mycenae, he left his wife and embarked on a warship on an expedition to Troy, and was the first Greek to set foot on the land of Troy, and has the honor of planting the first battle flag.

Unfortunately, the young Prince Ferak intentionally or unintentionally avoided the Trojan Prince on the Roaring Battlefield, but was killed by the Trojan hero Aeneas, who was second only to Hector in strength and fame, through the chest.

Fortunately, Palotsilaus's retinue snatched the prince's body back in time to ensure that his shiny armor would not become a trophy for the Trojans.

The Firaks, who had lost their prince, were demoralized in an instant, and many of their companions were killed in battle, so they immediately withdrew from the battlefield and returned to the coastline with Palotsilaus.

At this time, Achilles, the first hero of the Greek coalition, was in a temporary dock far from the battlefield to see off King Thelephos, the king of Misiea, who had just healed the wound of the sharpshooter.

His close friend Patroclus suddenly appeared, hurried to Achilles, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and said in a tense and eager tone: "The Greeks need you! Hector, the commander of Troy, was as fierce as a dragon. Aeneas, the king's son-in-law, also slew our Palotus Silaus. If you don't fight, there will be more heroes to die. ”

When Achilles heard the bad news, he ran without replying, and hurried through the path between the tents and back to his barracks. Achilles called out to the Thessalian soldiers to take up arms and run with him into battle.

The demoralized Greeks, after the angry roar of Achilles, suddenly burst into spirits, saw the first hero coming, and took the initiative to retreat and give way.

Everywhere Achilles passed, the dense Greek formation, like a river divided by a dam, appeared in a narrow passage that could accommodate three people walking side by side.

His eyes were fixed on Hector, who roared on the battlefield, and even Aeneas, who killed Prince Philak Palotsilaus.

Achilles launched an attack, his hands and feet, knees, elbows, and even his head could be used as weapons of attack, he was as fierce as a whirlwind, fast and endless, and even the dragon-like Hector could not withstand Achilles' stormy attack.

Desperately, Hector's counterattack did hit Achilles, but the opponent's body was as strong as a city wall, and even if the sun sword given by Apollo with a bright face fell on Achilles' body, it could only leave a white mark.

"God damn it! The legend turned out to be true, Achilles, this bastard, actually has an invulnerable physique, how should this battle be fought?"

A thought of frustration welled up in Hector's heart, and there was nothing more desperate than the enemy being unable to harm or take down.

A mysterious voice suddenly echoed in the ears of the Trojan prince: "Since you can't fight Achilles, you go and attack the others and kill more Greek heroes." ”

Unwilling to be lonely, Lu Bin, in the name of the undead guide, incarnated as the shadow of death and appeared on the battlefield of Troy to point out the maze of Hector.