Unfurled in its fully enclosed form, the Bird of Paradise was covered with cracks, and Orpheus crouched on one knee with his head in his hands, trying to save his life under the combined attack of Pegasus the Pegasus and the muse Calliopa. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lu Bin restrained his proud arrogant laughter and looked at the god of the underworld under his command, whose strength was second only to himself: "Orpheus, you once had a soft heart towards the mother god, almost broke my master, and committed an unforgivable sin. However, at the critical moment, you proved yourself with practical actions, which is enough to offset some of the guilt. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Bin paused slightly, stretched out his right index finger, and lightly clicked: "This is my punishment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertips suddenly burst into blood-colored lightning, although they were as small as hair, they were like a leather whip infused with poison, constantly whipping Orpheus's battered body, even the dark gold clothes could not resist, and more cracks appeared.

Orpheus gritted his teeth and endured it, and the short discharge, in his feelings, was as long as a year, and finally he survived the punishment and gasped in response: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being soft-hearted, I promise that such a thing will never happen next time." ”

"Hopefully, hopefully. Lu Bin nodded slightly, and then the tone of his words changed, "You killed the eight muses with your own hands on Helikon Mountain, and I remember all the credits, and now it is a reward, and they are the source of the goddesses, which is the most suitable for you." ”

After speaking, Lu Bin's left index finger released a golden light, like the rising sun, illuminating the world and brightening the gloomy Helikon Mountain.

Orpheus accepted Lu Bin's reward, not only did all the injuries heal in an instant, but the Bird of Bliss also recovered in a blink of an eye, he stood up, felt the source of the surging tide in his body, and felt that a punch could blast through the sky.

Rewards and punishments are clear, and sins are not offset by merit, and rewards are not denied because of sins. Orpheus felt his body reborn and fell to his knees again.

Lu Bin personally helped him up: "In addition to the power of the god of the underworld, you also have a foothold on the land of the Yang World. Mount Helikon, if nothing else, is your territory. It was a key hinterland in the heart of the Peloponnese and the Greek city-states, close to the Corinthian kingdom and a key location of communication. Orpheus, gather our warriors as soon as possible, and arrive by sea by warship. When needed, I will send you a signal to launch a war of destruction against the Greek city-states and destroy the soil of faith in the gods of the Holy Mountain. ”

Orpheus only got a glimpse of a corner of Lu Bin's overall plan at this time, and was speechless in shock, so he could only nod his head and agree.

"Don't worry! After the Battle of Troy is over, I will start the War of the Gods after all the demigod heroes are solved. You will not set foot on the battlefield and die in vain, but you are responsible for sweeping the earth and all the nations and cutting off the source of the gods' divine power, understand?"

Orpheus breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, although he was now the god of the underworld, connected to the dark star in the dark and lightless underworld, and had an immortal life, but because of the power and majesty that the gods had accumulated over thousands of years, he instinctively feared to fight the gods.

Lu Bin knew very well that the "natives" were unreliable, and even Sisyphus and Tantalus, who played tricks and tricks on the gods, might not behave better than Orpheus when they heard what they just said.

Fortunately, I have my own hole cards, and I don't have to rely on others to break the shackles, play the holy mountain of Olympus, and carry out the revolution of cutting the sky. ”

Solving the nine muses, Lu Bin's eyes turned to the Trojan city on the other side of the sea, the heroic city built by the sea king Poseidon, which is not an ordinary means to conquer, even if the Greeks have several times the heroes of the Trojan camp and five times the warriors of the Trojan alliance, after three consecutive sieges without success, due to the fall of night, they can only hurriedly end today's battle, which is also the first day of battle.

After the broken arm of Ajax the Great, the son of Telamon, Diomedes, the king of Argos, also lost an arm under the city of Troy, and the number of Greek princes and heroes who died in battle was also counted by ten fingers.

After the end of the two battles, Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition army, received a report of battle damage, and learned that nearly 5,000 ordinary soldiers had died, accounting for half of the total number of the coalition army.

"The Trojans are so vile that we will be humiliated by taking the initiative to fight undeclared war when we have just landed. However, the Trojans did not have long to be proud, and the lack of warriors was always a drawback, as long as we were vigilant, mentally healthy, and regained strength, they could only stick to the towering walls. Moreover, the Trojans gathered their allies and gathered most of the heroes and elite warriors, presumably the Trojan allies were empty of domestic strength, and it was a good time to raid them to get provisions. ”

At the critical moment, the eloquent Prince of Naupuria, Palamedes, stood up and pointed the way for the gloomy military discussion, but unfortunately, these words should be said by Agamemnon, but the commander of the coalition army did not attack the overall situation, muttered for a moment, and continued to follow Palamedes' words.

"This expedition to Troy was too hasty, we didn't have much food and grass with our ships, and 100,000 soldiers ate horses and chewed horses, which could only last for seven days, so it was the best choice to raid the kingdom of Troy, and even the city-state of this evil alliance. The situation is urgent, and there is no room for delay. I propose that we rest well tonight, get rid of the fatigue of the long journey, recuperate our spirits and regain our strength, and begin our attack on the castles and towns of Troy tomorrow morning. ”

The rich war profits successfully attracted the attention of the Greek princes and heroes, who came out of the shadow of the loss of friends and restored high morale.

The cunning and treacherous Odysseus echoed, but his eyes secretly aimed at the face of the commander of the coalition forces, and caught the flash of unhappiness in Agamemnon's eyes in time.

"It would have been more perfect if the proposal for the future strategy of the army had been proposed by the son of Atreus, the king of kings of Greece. Unfortunately, Palamedes could not see the situation clearly and stole the limelight from Agamemnon. It is clear that Palamedes, who has eyes on the top of his head and prides himself on being wise, does not know that he has offended the authority of the allied commander-in-chief. What started out as disgust has now grown into disgust. Palamedes, you idiot. ”

When the Greeks had finished their military councils, the princes and heroes left the tents and returned to their respective stations, where the long coastline, which was ten miles long and five miles wide, was full of tents of Greek warrior settlements, gossiping and laughing around a roaring bonfire.

The warriors of the Greek city-states regarded battle as a daily routine, and bloodshed and death were as simple as breathing and drinking, except for a brief mourning for their fallen partners, even if they were stained with blood, it did not affect their stomachs and intestines, and they enjoyed the feast of the night.

The starry sky and the crescent moon do not make the dark night lonely, and the tents along the coastline are full of campfires. Heaven and earth have never been so harmonious and united, like the reflection of each other, quietly trapped in the embrace of the night.

In the cold of the night, only the sound of the tide rises and falls, like a lullaby, sending the Greeks to sweet sleep.

Some slept peacefully, others tossed and turned, the first hero Achilles stayed in his tent, like a tidal wave of sorrow all over his face, and in his arms lay his close friend Patroclus, stabbed in the back by a sharpshooter, and the unhealable wound constantly tormented the young man.

"I once stabbed King Telephos of Mithia, the son of the great hero Hercules, and the relatives who founded their own city-state and even kingdom with a sharpshooter, and I felt deep remorse and guilt, and I did not expect retribution to come so quickly. Parker, allow me to call you by your nickname, please forgive me. ”

Patroclus endured the pain, his pale and bloodless face, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he gently raised his forehead, not wanting to see his close friend Achilles blame himself in such pain, such a small movement, it seemed that he had exhausted much physical strength.

After all, Patroclus' physique was slightly inferior to that of Hercules' son, and this scene made Achilles, who was always watching him, more and more sad.

"Only the crumbs of the spear can heal you!" What a miraculous thing that the oracle that Therephos, king of Misisia, received to direct him to me, claiming that the spear that wounded him could heal wounds that could not heal. I will surely regain the lost sharpshooter for you. ”

Achilles saw his close friend suffering, and hated King Koronos to death: "As the son of Poseidon, the king of the sea, Kuknos has an invulnerable god body, and his talent is similar to mine, and he is simply another self. If you don't kill him, I feel that the battle of Troy may not be broken in ten years. ”

Some people are happy and some are sad, the Greeks are shrouded in gloomy clouds, but the city of Troy is the first great victory, winning countless victories, and is holding a feast.

In particular, the ally King of Coronay, Kuknos, arrived with good news and presented the spear of the first hero of Greece, and during the feast of the royal palace, Hector and others understood why Achilles was not seen in the afternoon battle.

The phantom incarnated by Lu Bin walked behind the Trojan general, glanced at King Coronay who was offering the treasure, and couldn't help but shake his head lightly: "If I hadn't secretly helped, Poseidon's son Kuknos would have been killed by Achilles a long time ago, let alone take away his spear." It can be seen that the invulnerable divine body is not without flaws. I found Achilles' weakness, not his ankle, but ......"

Lu Bin's gaze turned to the war hammer beside Hector, a large or small divine weapon, originally the weapon of Diomedes, the king of Argos of the Greek coalition, due to his reckless actions, he not only lost the war hammer in his hand, but also lost an arm.

"Well done, Hector!"