At first, the long-range shooter Apollo simply killed chickens and ducks that laid eggs and pigeons that sent messages, as well as large livestock such as cows and horses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It is a pity that the Greeks did not care about this, after all, the loot captured can easily fill the gap.

The reaction of the Greeks in defiance of the majesty of the gods greatly angered Apollo the long-range archer, and the plague arrows fired from his silver bow began to aim at the brave and skilled Greek warriors, and even the helmsmen of the warships and the generals of the armies were in the middle of the Greek alliance.

The mortals who were shot by Him died one by one, and the crematorium near the camp, the pyre where the corpses were burned day and night.

The gods of the Holy Mountain watched silently as Apollo punished the Greeks, and the gods such as Aphrodite, the god of love and beauty, who stood in the Trojan camp, rejoiced in the ruthless methods of the long-range shooters, and the gods such as Hera, the god who sheltered the Greek coalition, did not want to intervene easily, but waited until Apollo's anger was almost vented before quietly starting to act to try to save the situation.

With the help of the Split Sea Trident hidden in Achilles' tent, Lu Bin coldly watched this calamity created by the gods themselves: "No half-human and half-god hero died under the arrow of the plague, and Apollo, the long-range shooter, was really cautious and had a good grasp of proportion. His arrows are only used against animals and mortals, and they are a bit overkill. How can the wrath of the gods be sacrificed without the sacrifice of blood?

The plague raged for nine consecutive days, and the sky over the Greek coalition camp was covered with gloomy mist, and everyone's face was filled with sadness, even if the unharmed hero was shocked to see his companions and friends quietly fall to the ground and die.

On the night of the ninth day, Hera, the queen of God, felt that the time was ripe, and the quiver of the long-range archer Apollo also dried up, so she quietly left the holy mountain of Olympus, and turned into a gentle drizzle that blew into the camp of Achilles, the first hero of Greece, and spent a hundred times her divine power to give revelation to the child of destiny.

Hetian stretched his hand to sweep away the fog, and Achilles saw in his dream the truth about the tragic fate of the Greeks: golden arrows and silver bows, sun priests, slave girls, pearl-like fragments, strung together by clues.

Achilles sat up suddenly, and cold sweat broke out, after all, the "truth" he saw in his dream made the son of Thetis can't help but palpitate.

At this moment, a damp and cold wind hovering in the tent quickly lifted the tarpaulin in the corner and fled, as if not wanting to be discovered by Achilles.

The next morning, Achilles used his prestige and his position as an important general of the coalition forces to propose an emergency meeting with Calcas, a priest and soothsayer who accompanied the army, to tell him about the broken scenes and strange symbols he had seen in his dreams.

"Yesterday afternoon, I saw off two of my outstanding generals and more than 20 brave fighters at the crematorium. At night, exhausted and exhausted, I rested in my tent, dreaming of golden arrows, and a curved bow flowing with silver light, and a priest's scepter, and a black circle of thorns clearly visible on my white shoulders. I believe it is the grace of the gods to reveal the truth behind the recent spate of deaths in coalition camps. ”

The prophet Karcas, who was able to take advantage of dreams, was extremely accurate every time, and instructed many Greek princes to avoid evil, so he was trusted by the heroes present. After listening to Achilles's words, he already understood what was going on, so he glanced at Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces beside him, and slowly stood up.

"The heroes here, the god-like Achilles did not say these words, I did not know anything about the current situation, and when he said the scene in the dream, I already found something. ”

"The golden arrow and silver bow are only possessed by the bright-faced god Apollo on the holy mountain of Olympus. The priest's scepter must have been Chryses, the priest of the sun, who had recently entered the coalition camp in a two-wheeled carriage full of gold, silver and jewels. As for the brathorn circles on the shoulders, only the red-hot soldering iron, the mark left on the slave's body, fits. Only good-looking female slaves are qualified to be branded on their shoulders, which may not avoid reducing their value. ”

"In other words, the successive deaths that have occurred in our coalition camp today are definitely not due to the failure of the epidemic prevention measures, but the great long-range shooter, His Highness Apollo, who has rained the flames of anger on our heads. Everyone here, there is only one reason why the bright-faced Highness Apollo is so angry. ”

At this point, Calcas, the soothsayer and soothsayer who accompanied the army, immediately stopped talking and did not continue. The commander of the coalition army, Agamemnon, vaguely understood, but he did not react with a gloomy face, but Achilles did not have so many scruples, after all, there were many partners who had been sent away on the crematorium.

For the Greeks, it is difficult to accept that they did not die on the battlefield, but died of illness and old age, but unfortunately fate plays tricks on people like this.

"Calcas, despite telling the truth of the facts. You can take my promise and hurt you unless someone crosses my corpse. ”

Receiving the promise of Achilles, the first hero of the coalition army, as a guarantee of honor, Kalkas dared to tell the truth: "Forgive me for being blunt, His Highness Apollo, the god of the sun, is not angry at us for not keeping our oaths and not sacrificing. He raised up a monstrous wrath and brought the doom of death down on us because Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces, insulted his priests. If we don't give back the daughter of Chryses, the great god Apollo will not give up, and he will continue to bring disaster upon us. Only by obeying His will can we avoid the doom of death and regain God's grace. ”

When Agamemnon heard the words of the soothsayer Calcas, he immediately slapped the table and stood up in annoyance, the blood in his body boiling, and his eyes erupted with anger, and he aggressively scolded the priests who accompanied him.

"You're an old fellow with ominous shadows around you, and you've never said a word to me. Now I have come to confuse the heroes present here, saying that Apollo, the merciful sun god, brought us the plague because I had refused Chryses to ransom my daughter. ”

Agamemnon propped his hands on the table, like a tiger descending from the mountains looking down on the beasts of the mountains and forests: "Indeed, I am willing to keep her in the camp, because I am intoxicated by the young and beautiful body of Chryseis, and do not want her to leave my side. However, in order to save the soldiers from the scourge of death, I am willing to hand over my slave girls. Of course, there is one condition, I ask for a gift to exchange with her!"

The king of Mycenae knew very well that it would be difficult for him to win the hearts and minds of the heroes present without making his position clear, so he spoke out his terms.

Not to be outdone, Achilles got up and replied: "Son of the great Atreus, greed drives you to ask the Greeks for the proceeds of your conquests. However, the booty we have plundered from the conquered cities has long since been divided, and it is certainly not possible to claim back what has been given to everyone now. Therefore, let go of the priest's daughter without any additional conditions, and if Zeus, who has been in the far reaches of the thunder, bless us with the capture of Troy, we will give you three or four times as much compensation!"

The Greek princes who participated in this special military meeting, the half-human and half-god heroes, heard Achilles' words, they couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement, and fell into Agamemnon's eyes, but they felt that their position was shaken, and there was even a possibility of transferring.

"Brave heroes!"

The king of Mycenae looked sideways at Achilles, the chief of the throne on the left, and shouted at the son of Thetis: "Don't try to lie to me! Do you think that you can keep your booty, and I will obey your orders and hand over my slave girl?"

"No, the Greeks will not compensate me, then I will take what I need from your booty. It doesn't matter if it's Ajax, Odysseus, or you, Achilles, or if you're angry or not, I don't care. However, we will leave that for later. In order to save the coalition from death, go and prepare a large ship and sacrifices, send the daughter of the priest Chryses, and send a Greek prince...... I mean you, Achilles, are personally in charge of the escort!"

Not to be outdone, Achilles glared back, his hair burning like a black flame with a burst of anger.

"Agamemnon, shameless and selfish king, who else among the Greeks will obey you? The Trojans have not offended me, but I will follow you to avenge your brother Menelaus. However, look at you now, you are so ungrateful that you want to take my booty. ”

"You know, most of the booty was taken by my own hands, and the Greeks gave it to me! I led my troops to take cities at the risk of arrows and stones, and no one had more cities than I had plundered, but I had not received as much booty as yours. As we all know, I have always taken on the toughest battles, rushing to the most dangerous fronts. ”

"I fought against Kuknos, the son of Poseidon, in order to defend the Allied forces that had just landed. I fought Orpheus, the hero of the previous generation, and almost died under his strings. Look at the scene of the battle, the vast plain land was stirred up by the sound of Orpheus, the son of the Muse. Whoever dares to say that he can defeat the god-like Orpheus, even I am very lucky. However, when it comes to dividing the profits, as the commander of the coalition forces, Agamemnon always gets the best share. I'm going back to my hometown of Milmidon now! I'm not here, see how much wealth you can amass!"

Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces, was also aroused in the bottom of his heart, and the anger that had been hidden for a long time was burning, and he had long been unaccustomed to the first hero on the left, who overwhelmed his brother Menelaus and was in the first place.

"Then please, I still have enough heroes without you. Now, I must tell you the truth, that I can return the daughter of Chryseith to the priest of the sun god, but I will bring out of your tent the lovely bird-like Bresaeus as compensation for the loss of Chryseius. I must make it clear to you that I, the son of Atreus, am nobler than you, Achilles, and warn others not to be so arrogant as you are, that they dare to go against my will. ”

Achilles listened to Agamemnon's wild words, and the anger in his chest suddenly burned, and he began to consider whether to draw his sword and kill Atreus's son, or to endure it for the time being.

At this moment, Athena, the goddess of wisdom, left the holy mountain incognito and quietly appeared behind Achilles: "Calm down! Don't use your sword! If you can be obedient, I will give you a thirty-fold reward afterwards!"

When Lu Bin saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "It's the light of calm again! The magic that extends from the field of knowledge is not used on Achilles's body like money." It's a pity, the cost of interfering with the Child of Destiny is not low, at least a hundred times the same consumption. O goddess of wisdom, apart from the soil of faith in the main city of Athens, the city-states shrouded in light are very limited, only eleven, how can they be so generous? ”

Achilles still had great respect for the gods, and he obediently put a piece of his sword into the scabbard, and then saw the ridicule on Agamemnon's face, and the anger suppressed by the goddess burned again.