It is well known that the priest Karcas was only an excellent soothsayer, a good hand at identifying birds, and a prophet of oracles, but he was not a military general who was proficient in war and battle, and the strategies that came out of his mouth were somewhat contrary to the traditions of the Greeks, but the sound of the eagle outside the military tent was indeed a clear omen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

So much so that when a hero stood up and objected, the thunder that exploded in the depths of the sky showed the anger of Zeus, the father of the gods, which made some opponents obediently shut their mouths.

As a result, the progress of the remaining fleet in carrying out the wounded slowed slightly, and except for some of the warriors who guarded the trench positions, everyone else was giving hands to the artisan battalion and began to build the body of what Calcas called a ruse.

After the Nine Years' War, the forests near the Trojan city were cut down, and the only way to get more wood was to go to Mount Eda, a one-day journey, where anything could happen, so the Greeks turned to the prophet Calcas again.

The priest of the army lived up to the expectations of the people, pointed to the tent that had been vacated after the death of the warrior, dismantled the roof beams made of logs, and in a blink of an eye made small and half large pieces of wood. As for the remaining corners, Calcas pointed to the charred shipwrecks on the coast, especially the keel part at the bottom.

Calcas divided the trick into different parts and gave it to many heroes to build, and it was difficult for everyone to peek into the whole picture of the trick, only Odysseus, who made the horse's belly, could deduce one or two of them from the hollow belly.

It only took a day for the parts of the trick to be made, and they arrived in front of the military tent one after another, and began to be assembled under the guidance of Calcas. First the four horses' hooves, all of the finest hardwood, were made of the finest hardwood, and then the legs of the horses, which were almost ten blades above the ground, and the craftsmen had to improvise wooden frames to be hoisted by the most powerful heroes.

The hollow belly of the horse is like a bridge lying flat on the legs of the four horses, and since this is the most critical part, the wooden wedges used to hold it in place are the most. The arched bridge-like horseback, the curved chest and neck of the horse were installed one after another, and the horse's head was added, and the rudiments of the trick roughly appeared.

The horsehair used for retouching and finishing is as vivid as the real thing. The horse's tail could even flutter slightly in the wind, and the giant horse made of wood let out a long neigh, as if it had come to life. At least in the eyes of the craftsmen, this wooden horse is no different from a real horse.

This was the end of Calcas's mission, and he cleverly relinquished his position as the dominant man, and the resourceful Odysseus immediately stepped forward at the opportunity, not caring how ugly Agamemnon's face was.

He proposed that the best of the Greeks, the heroes present, should be hidden in the belly of the horse, and that they should survive at least a day and a night, waiting for the Trojans to be brought into the city as a trophy of war, and that the city should be opened at nightfall, and that the Greeks should not be able to shake the city in nine years.

Odysseus's words were agreed by all the Greeks, except for Agamemnon, whose prestige overwhelmed everyone, who had to lead a huge coalition of troops outside to wait for an opportunity to attack, and other heroes who had been famous for a long time and lived to the present stood up one after another.

Diomedes, the king of Argos with a broken arm, was the first to rise, followed by the old heroes of the previous generation, Nestor, a member of the Argonauts who had participated in the Golden Fleece tour, Odysseus, the proposer, Philoctetes, who had the poisonous bow and arrows used by the great heroes during his lifetime, and Edomenius, the king of Crete.

Carrying the least amount of equipment, they walked down the long ladder into the dark belly of the horse, huddled together tightly, the stuffy breath unpleasant, but they all endured it with all their might. The last hero retreats the staircase, closes the wooden door from the inside, and locks it tightly with a wooden bolt. Everyone remained silent in the Trojan Horse, not knowing what fate awaited them.

The ubiquitous divine gaze immediately scanned the fierce atmosphere of the Greek coalition forces through the obstruction of the dark clouds, and understood the Trojan horse's tricks at a glance. The gods who guarded the Trojans were furious, but they were stopped by the gods who protected the Greeks, and if it weren't for Zeus, the father of the gods, who threw thunder to shock the gods, the sacred mountain of Olympus would have been plunged into war first.

With the conspiracy in place and the ruse ready, Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces, ordered the Greeks to set fire to the extra tents, board the ship and set sail for the island not far away.

The Trojans soon spotted the enemy's movements in the smoke and the rising fire, and the gray sails faded away, taking away the Greeks with their shins and armor, a discovery that excited many.

However, in the tenth year of the siege, the Trojans had already seen too many intrigues, and they were still wary of wearing armor and riding in chariots to the coast.

Only the smoke rose from the ashes of the tents, the huge camp was empty, and a large amount of war booty was left on the beach, and it was obvious that the retreat was in a hurry.

When the Trojans learned of the "facts", they fell into ecstasy, and they shouted loudly to celebrate their final victory.

The shadow of war is receding, and the dawn of peace has come. A large number of gold and silver vessels, although they had been burned by the flames, left blackened marks, but the Trojans were not afraid of burning their hands, and gently wiped them with a cloth towel at the corner of their clothes, and immediately restored the original color of the war - a dazzling precious metal luster.

The Trojans were blinded by the bounty of the war, and the mist descended from the gods blinded their minds, so that no one noticed the trickery of the Trojan horse, and took the giant horse as an idol of the gods worshipped by the Greeks.

The only person on the scene who could still keep his head above the table was Laocoon, the priest of the long-range shooter Apollo, whose gaze easily pierced the fog of fate and saw the dangers of the Trojan Horse.

However, his voice was drowned out by the cheers of the Trojans, and the words of one man could hardly reverse the will of the masses. Pushing a Trojan horse into the sea, or raising a fire, Laocoon's suggestion was rejected by the Trojans, who decided to bring the greatest booty into the city.

"What an extremely easy trick! What can I say? The capital of the gods of the Holy Mountain is really big enough! The group neglects the technique, blinds everyone to the premonition of danger, and interferes on a large scale, what a huge amount of divine power is needed! The huge city of Troy, there are 100,000 ordinary mortals, among which the long-famous generals, the half-human and half-god heroes, the face of the Greeks is so big?"

Lu Bin turned into an ordinary Trojan, and witnessed the mortals in frenzy transport the Trojan horse containing intrigue into a strong city that cost the Greeks nine years and was difficult to conquer from the outside.

Kassandra, the priestess of the sun goddess, was horrified to discover that the messenger of calamity had been invited into her city by the Trojans, and when she saw the fierce flames and the collapsed palace, she immediately awoke from her vision, and had no time to decorate her dignified countenance, and rushed out of the temple with a cloak of hair, giving a stern warning to her countrymen.

Unfortunately, the Trojans, who had long been blinded by the victory, laughed at Kassandra's delusions, and even removed some of the masonry from the bronze gates in order to allow the Trojan horse to enter the city unharmed.

"Hey! The rudimentary maze of Poseidon and the Trojan City failed, and the blue crystal film of the sea water quickly disappeared as if the tide was receding. ”

Lu Bin, who was hiding in the crowd, immediately noticed the abnormality in front of him, but unfortunately he just watched silently, did not say a word, and allowed the Trojans to destroy the city wall.

The city of Troy was transformed into a sea of joy, and the crowds celebrating the end of the siege brought out the treasured wine, cheese, jerky and other foods that were usually reluctant to eat, and held one feast after another in the spacious streets, in the ceremonial squares, and in the splendid royal palace.

Even the soldiers who held their posts were drunk with the enthusiasm of the people, and the allies who came from afar to help the Trojans were also drunk in the wine brewed by victory.

It wasn't until nightfall, when the drunken inhabitants fell to the ground, that the deafening cheers slowly faded into silence as the night grew thicker, and the Trojan horse, which contained the best heroes of the Greek coalition, slowly opened a crack in the bottom of the horse's belly.

The resourceful Odysseus threw down a bundle of ropes and descended by himself, and the cloudy sky, a full moon like a silver plate, sprinkled with bright moonlight. The Greeks, who had come to the ground one after another, clenched their fists with excitement at the sight of such a clear sign.

Little Ajax immediately set out for the city gates, signaling with the light of the torch, and the others followed, finding the winch that opened the gates, and clearing out the soldiers who had been awakened in the night wind.

Not long after the signal was given, Agamemnon, the commander of the coalition forces, led some of his elite warriors, biting wood chips in their mouths and thick fur on their feet, quietly crossed the plain, a force capable of destroying the city and destroying the country, and nearly 2,000 men approached the gates of Troy.

The two sides were connected through the bronze city gate, and then the heroes in the city joined forces to turn the winch, and the inside and outside joined forces to slowly open the city gate.

Although the gates were often used, and the gateposts were grease from time to time, and did not emit a shrill metallic hiss, it was a pity that such a heavy bronze gate turned with some sound.

The nearest guards of the city immediately came to their senses, but as soon as they tried to give the signal, they were killed by the Greeks who poured into the city of Troy. More and more elite warriors rushed in, and the Greeks who landed on the shore rushed to the city like crazy, and the moon helped them a lot.

The Greeks, who had entered the city in advance, quickly found their respective lords, followed the heroes and scattered to the streets around the city gates, slashed the drunken and sleepy Trojans, raised their torches, and set fire to the houses of the inhabitants.

In the boiling light of the fire, the figures of the Greeks were everywhere, their faces almost contorted with excitement, and the smirks of contentment, as they passed by with spears and swords in hand, and the great streets were littered with blood-splattered corpses.

The crippled and wounded struggled to crawl on the corpses, and those who escaped were stabbed to death by Greek warriors from behind with guns. The frightened dog barked vigorously, the wailing of the dying, the cry of women and children, intertwined, and sang a terrible song of destruction.