Achilles, who was favored by the gods, also had a different way of saving himself, and because of his rage, he ignited his blood and transformed into a four-bladed tall giant, with a neck that was also the thickness of an ordinary person's hug. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, when he found that he could not break free from the strangulation of the dark gold strings, he simply calmed his anger and caused his body to shrink back to its original state, that is, the body of about two blades.

In the blink of an eye, Achilles, who attracted everyone's eyes and gods, easily got rid of Orpheus's lore, turned around and shook his legs like a whip, and actually blasted the slowly falling son of the muse towards the city of Troy.

Along the way, they smashed into the freshwater giants, swept over the twenty-pace-wide moat, and crashed into the towering city walls, inspiring a film of light of seawater blue before sliding softly to the ground.

Achilles touched the light red strangulation marks on his neck, and he didn't come forward to inspect it in fear, he knew that he was a little tricky and not heroic enough.

Therefore, after "solving" the opponent, he reached out and summoned the divine horse Pedasos, turned over and straddled it, and when he passed the Trident of the Split Sea, he couldn't help but reach out and pull it up, and returned directly to the Greek coalition garrison with this artifact.

In the battle just now, he saw the soul of his close friend Patroclus, and he was very anxious, and wanted to return to the camp as soon as possible, to see that he was awakened by the sound of Orpheus's harp, and had to endure the wounds that could not be healed, and the endless pain and torture.

"Perhaps, I'll have to find the resourceful Odysseus and get some lethargic herbs, which seemed to work well after the last time Patroclus used them. ”

Orpheus's corpse had a piercing wound in his chest, multiple broken tendons and fractures all over his body, and even exposed Bai Sensen's stubble, but as for the dark gold robe, it was fortunately preserved and was not greatly damaged.

On the walls of Troy, the military generals led by Hector, when they saw Orpheus, who was fighting for them, fell at the feet of the god-like Achilles, and immediately sent someone down on a sling to bring up the corpse of the hero of the previous generation without disturbing as much as possible.

The Thracian mercenaries who accompanied him saw the commander of the coalition army who had suppressed the northern countries for many years suddenly passed away, and the expression on his face was very strange. There is not only the relaxation of the heart, but also the confusion of the uncertainty of the future.

As for the slightly smaller number of Heroic Warriors, they did not show anything, and there was not even a superfluous expression on their faces, they all knew the true face of Orpheus, even if they were killed by people or gods, they could return to the surface from the dark and lightless underworld at any time.

News soon spread from secret channels to the Thracian kingdom, as well as Upper and Lower Macedonia, Epirus, and even Illyria, founded by the remnants of Thebes.

There were small commotions, but unfortunately they were quickly suppressed by the Heroic Warriors and Dragon's Tooth Soldiers, and with the death of Orpheus the Northern Conqueror in Troy, the Thracian kingdom sent a steady stream of mercenaries to the "allies" according to the unified voice.

The Thracians flew out in oarboats, sniping at small groups of Greeks plundering the land, cutting off the logistical supply lines for the Greek coalition to draw supplies from Troy and their allies.

Fortunately, fleets from mainland Greece arrived one after another, bringing in much-needed food and craftsmen to repair weapons and equipment for the coalition forces, after all, their daily wear and tear was very heavy due to the fierce fighting.

Orpheus's body was returned to the coastal city of Trina in the Kingdom of Lower Macedonia, and Lu Bin only stretched out his hand to make all the injuries on his body heal and wake up leisurely.

"In the plain in front of the city of Troy, you fought with Achilles, and the scene was originally evenly matched, because the son of Thetis was backed by Ares, the leader of the army, and you couldn't hold back the will to fight, give up your advantage, and fight Achilles in close quarters, so you will end up defeated. ”

Lu Bin had no intention of accountability, and looked at the muse under his command whose strength was second only to himself: "How is it?

Orpheus shook his head slightly: "There is no superfluous feeling! Death is like a sleep for me." The deep darkness and unknown horror of the world's legends are a part of my body, and I really don't feel anything. ”

When Lu Bin heard this, he couldn't help but nod slightly: "Yes, you have finally gotten rid of the limitations of mortal thinking now, and your body and mind have begun to evolve and transform into a 'demigod'." ”

"By the way, with the help of your hand, the Sea-Splitting Trident I gave to Achilles has been successfully delivered to his tent. Perhaps, he will also use it to conquer the Quartet. This powerful divine weapon, if it falls into the hands of Achilles, it will definitely kill many people. Everything went according to my plan, it was just so good!"

Orpheus vaguely understood the trick, but he wouldn't say anything, just muttered in his heart: "The artifact that Your Highness gave to Mount Helikon must have done something on it, and it may become an eye to monitor the movements of Achilles and even the Greek coalition forces." ”

"The Thracians know that you are a little restless after you die, and the mountain people of Upper Macedonia are also ready to move. You personally lead your troops to visit, ask them to pay a blood tax, and try to select the elite backbone and ship it to Troy. ”

Orpheus couldn't help but smile after hearing this, and only Lu Bin, who was very familiar with him, could see that the smile on the corner of the Muse's mouth hid a trace of bloodlust and anger.

Lu Bin sighed in his heart: "From this point of view, Orpheus is very angry that he was defeated by his juniors. Although he did not say it, he must have felt uncomfortable in his heart, and venting his anger on the heads of Thracians and Upper Macedonia was really the best choice. ”

More and more kingdoms and city-states were involved in the Battle of Troy, and the Greek coalition attacked and plundered the war without distinction between good and bad, which also greatly angered the originally neutral allies.

As more and more people died on both sides, and the hatred between them grew, even the gods of the sacred mountain of Olympus began to intervene in this unprecedented human war, rather than just being spectators from the sidelines.

Some of the gods sympathized with the Trojans due to the covenant of the golden apple and chose to shelter them, including Aphrodite, the goddess's old lover, Ares, the goddess's old lover, and Apollo, the protector of Troy, and Artemis, the god of hunting and the moon, did not take a stand, but according to his style, he has always been on the side of his brothers.

As for the Greek coalition, they also had the protection of the gods, led by the god Queen Hera, and the goddess of wisdom, Athena, both of whom were disappointed in the covenant of the golden apple, and hated Prince Paris and the Trojans. For building an impregnable fortress without receiving any pay, Poseidon, the king of the sea, also sided with the Trojans. Hermes, the messenger of the gods, was also on the list, and there was originally Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmen, but the gods and craftsmen were imprisoned by Lu Bin in the god prison Tartarus, and they were not involved in this war between humans and gods.

The gods of the neutral camp include the Great Eagle at the top of the Sacred Mountain, Hades the Silent Hades, Demeter, the goddess of grain and earth, and Dionysus, the god of wine.

Half a year after the Battle of Troy began, something unexpected happened. Chryses, the sun priest of the Kingdom of Mysia, was taken captive by Achilles because of his daughter Chryseius, and prayed earnestly to the Bright-Faced One for redemption from the Greek coalition.

The sun god Apollo did not want to intervene in the battle of Troy too soon, and waited until six months later, when the gods of the Holy Mountain, including Ares, the head of the army, joined the war, and he felt that the time was ripe to respond to his priests.

Chryses was overjoyed, and with a golden scepter of peace, wrapped around the olive branch of the sun god Apollo, and a large ransom, he loaded a two-wheeled carriage and went to the garrison of the Greek coalition to implore the Greeks with strong shin armor to return his daughter.

Because of the Golden Scepter of Peace, the Sun Priestess Chryses received basic envoy courtesy, and the olive branch even caused some of the warriors of the coalition army who believed in the sun god to greet them in a friendly manner.

He followed the guidance of someone who cares, approached the tent of the coalition army, and alouded his request to the lively soldiers and curious Greek princes and heroes who were watching around him.

"Honorable sons of Atreus, broad-minded Greek warriors, I hope that the gods of the Holy Mountain will bless you from conquering Troy and returning to your homeland with a smooth sail. I am a priest to the sun god Apollo, and if you are willing to accept my ransom and return my daughters, I will pray to the gods for you. For the sake of the sun god Apollo, I want you to return my daughter. ”

When the surrounding Greek soldiers heard the old man's words and saw his gray-haired vicissitudes, they felt a little sympathy in their hearts, at first sparse applause, and then it affected everyone with great contagion.

However, Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces, disagreed, and was deeply wary of the Sun Priest, who was suspected to be an ally of Troy, and was even more jealous of him by taking advantage of his tongue and persuading ordinary soldiers to support him.

Although Chryseis was a slave girl captured by Achilles, she was transferred to his tent as part of the war booty, and Agamemnon, who had entered middle age, was very satisfied because of her youthful soft body and the body of a young girl with a flower crown.

He was tired of the old woman entrenched in the Mycenaean palace, and he did not want to lose the beautiful slave girl who made him so impressed, so he was very disgusted with Chryses, the priest of the sun, who asked to see him.

"Hateful old fellow, you are not allowed to appear near my tent again. Your daughter is my slave and will remain my slave. I'm going to take her to Greece, I'm going to take her into Mycenae, and I'm going to live in a palace with more than a hundred rooms, and I'm going to weave for me all day long!

Agamemnon was angry, the power was really amazing, it was simply fierce, after all, he controlled a thousand warships, a coalition of 100,000 people, and the power was not the same as that of the king of Mycenae.

Chryses, the priest of the sun, retreated in terror, not daring to make a statement of his request, silently leaving the Greek garrison, to the shore where the sea was lapping against the reef, and in the direction of the rising sun, he raised his bony hands and prayed reverently.

"Apollo, the sun god with a bright face, your light shines on the earth that is visible to the eye, until the end of the world. Listen to my supplication, the supplication of a pious priest. For decades, I have cleaned your temple day after day, selecting the best offerings, and doing my best without the slightest negligence. You know I'm telling the truth. I have come to the camp of the Greeks in accordance with your instructions, in order to redeem my daughter, who has been forcibly taken captive. It is a pity that the Greeks have rejected my request for a joint effort, ignoring your majesty. I pray that you will take revenge on the arrogant Greeks and let them know the stakes of the golden arrow, the king of the silver bow."

Apollo, the long-ranged archer, heard the prayer of the priest Chryses, and he knew the reason, and with a bow glittering like a crescent moon and golden arrows filled with quivers, he left the sacred mountain of Olympus in a rage and went to Troy in the nether.

The afterglow of dusk erupted into a fiery twilight, and Apollo, the long-range shooter, with a gloomy face, easily blinded the eyes and ears of the soothsayers and priests within the coalition army, and came to the sky above the Greek coalition camp to shoot down the poisonous arrows containing the plague one after another.

Those who were shot by the arrow, men and women, young and old, livestock, poultry and birds, all fell ill with an acute plague and died tragically in the blink of an eye.