After Ella finished shouting, the High Priest smiled at him, but shook his head and said, "Your Highness is brave enough, but the fortress of Abydos is very strong, and if you want to attack it from the outside, you need a stronger master to act as the vanguard." ”

With that, Chryses turned to look at Elrens. The dragon wasn't afraid to back down, but he had another mission, so he gave Jole another look. Jole immediately understood, so he nodded helplessly.

Elrence said: "Don't fight, the task of attacking the Abydos Fortress head-on is in charge of the messenger of the Black Sea Dragon Island, Chole, when the time comes, you only need to follow him and cooperate with the action." ”

Ella, the prince of Thebais, was not convinced, but when he heard that the candidate for the mission was actually a dragon from Dragon Island, he had to keep his mouth shut. After all, although the prince himself is also a great knight with strong martial arts, compared to the dragon clan, he is still too far away from the other party, and he can't compete with the other party at all.

There was no way, Ella had no choice but to retreat, and shouted again: "In that case, then I am willing to lead my troops to follow behind His Excellency Jole and be the first to enter the fortress!"

Everyone asked for battle, and after a while, they finally arranged their respective tasks. After the mermaid kingdom's assault on the city of Nicaea began, Jole and Chryses led their private troops to storm the fortress of Abydos from the front, and most of the nobles fought behind them. Elrence and Dmitry were responsible for infiltrating the fortress again, and when the battle began, they captured all the main generals of the Eastern Floating Fleet in one fell swoop, and made the floating fleet ineffective without a single soldier. As for Hectel, the prince of Troy. He was responsible for going to the kingdom to continue persuading King Priam, trying to get him to agree to send troops to help in the war.

After the task was arranged, everyone was quite satisfied. Only Hector knew that he could not contribute to this operation, and he was really ashamed in his heart.

Seeing the depressed appearance of the eldest prince, Chryses opened his mouth to persuade: "Your Highness, please don't be discouraged, I believe that since you want you to explain the relationship clearly, Your Majesty will definitely make up your mind." ”

Hector shook his head, he knew his father and had always been hesitant. Especially in such a life-and-death matter, it is even more difficult to make a choice. No matter how much you persuade him, it will be a waste of energy, and when he finally thinks it through. The war is over!

The eldest prince sighed, and after a fierce struggle in his heart, he finally made up his mind, and resolutely stood up and shouted, "No matter what my father's final decision is. We Trojans can't be greedy for life or death!, and I have decided to personally lead the Janissaries to fight alongside you. No matter what, I won't hold back half a step!"

Listening to Hecht's impassioned words, the crowd burst into enthusiastic cheers again. The Trojan Guards were well-trained and disciplined, unlike the loosely organized private soldiers of the nobility, and with the addition of this elite force, the chances of defeating the enemy were greatly increased

Soon the next day, the noble private soldiers of the western states of Anatonia began to move, first gathering in their country estates and castles, and then marching along the avenue in the direction of Troy. The last of them gathered in the jungle outside the city.

Narciss, who kept a close watch over the place, soon received the news, and he stood anxiously above the fortress of Abydos and looked at Troy in the distance. Although it is impossible to see anything from this distance. But the golden-robed mage still seemed to feel a smashing atmosphere before the war was about to start.

After a while, Mendes, the general under his command, walked in: "Master, do you have something to do with me?"

Narcisse turned around and walked back, with a tired look on his face, "Yes, my old friend, do you know the news that the city-states near the Olympian Alliance are mobilizing troops?"

Mendes nodded: "I've heard about it too, and this matter is probably related to the fact that Chryses, the high priest of the Temple of Apollo, was offended by the rebels yesterday. ”

The golden-robed mage frowned and asked, "Yesterday I asked you to go and appease Priam, what is the reaction of the other party?"

The middle-aged general replied: "The attitude of the king of Troy, as usual, does not seem to have been influenced by Chryses. He repeatedly assured me that he would not be hostile to the Eastern Romans, and that if we could not discipline the army, it would be difficult for him to guarantee that the rest of the nobles in the country would not revolt, and that we would not blame him for the problem. ”

"So, the gathering of troops in Troy has nothing to do with Priam?" asked Narsis, a little skeptical.

Mendes shook his head, "I don't believe it either, but it does seem right." According to the spies I sent to monitor, these so-called troops were aristocratic private soldiers, numbering less than 2,000 men in total, and they seemed to be poorly equipped and demoralized, and had no combat effectiveness at all. As for the regular army of Troy, as usual, there was no unusual behavior. ”

The golden-robed mage thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think is the purpose of these noble private soldiers gathered, do you want to rebel?"

Mendes sneered: "Who knows what kind of nerves they have, just with those third-rate troops, even if they rebel, they can't make any waves, we can send a local garrison to defeat them completely, there is no need to worry about it at all!"

Narciss, however, was not as optimistic as the middle-aged general, and the situation in Anatonia had become tense in recent times, with discontent growing not only in the various city-states, but also in the nearby mermaid kingdom and the Seljuks. Although it seemed that war had not yet broken out on the surface, the golden-robed mage intuitively sensed that a very dangerous atmosphere was approaching, and even breathing seemed to become difficult.

The golden-robed mage stood up and slowly walked to the window of the tower to look out at the vast expanse of the land. The sky was cloudy, with the occasional lightning flickering between the stratus clouds with a dull pop.

He sighed and said as if talking to himself: "Your Majesty personally went to the front line to fight and entrusted Anatonia to me, I can't live up to his trust, and I can't make any trouble no matter what." Mendez, I have a hunch that this matter is not simple, you immediately order the whole army to be under martial law, and inspect all the troops, and if you find that there are insufficient numbers, order them to return immediately!"

(To be continued......)