Bouquet of Narcissus

20 years later

The horns of battle have sounded—the dawn is approaching, the blood is rolling, and the call from death resounds through the sky.

The two armies were ready to go, murderous.

The peaceful and quiet city in the past is now full of smoke and dust, and the dilapidated city walls are hidden in a cruel atmosphere. Maybe after this battle, they will no longer exist.

The altar of the sacrificial ceremony was full of smoke, and the high priest chanted loudly with the oracle:

"Great goddess Aphrodite! God of war Ares! God of sun Apollo!

Our beloved God, please bless us to win this battle!

You set off a storm on the battlefield and stopped the Greeks at the end of the wall

You used your incomparably brave divine power to make them fall hard!

The Trojans will always be your loyal partners, and your prostrate believers behind you

O great goddess of Olympus, may you be eternally young and beautiful, let the wisdom shaman Troy

Brave warriors of Troy!

Don't back down, go forward bravely, use blood and enthusiasm, use bravery and wit, use strength and vigor to fight those enemies who invade our homeland!

From another country they came to Troy on the waves, to plunder our wealth and our women;

They burned, killed and looted Luo in the name of Helen,

They are vicious and cruel, and they do all kinds of evil, killing our relatives and friends, and bringing death;

Warriors!

go ahead-

Fight for Troy!

heroes!

Let's fight—

Fight for victory! "

After the passionate chants ended, the high priest began to throw the strong goats and calves into the cauldron on the Gongtai, and closed his eyes, kneeling on the ground to communicate with the gods.

Cassandra, as the priest's assistant, also sang loudly: "I learned from the oracle that in this war, the gods will fight with us, don't be afraid, don't shrink back, just go forward bravely. The gods are eternal, Live forever."

All the soldiers of Troy were extremely excited. As a matter of course, they raised their axes and axes and let out a deafening roar: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Armor, helmet, shield, chariot, they were well equipped; and before the chariot stood their great Trojan Hector.

His golden armor is extremely hard, and his mountain-like body shows his mighty strength, holding his spear in his hand, majestic and majestic.

He is patrolling his team:

The endless ranks on the plains were in unison.

The infantry's armor and shields are as hard as steel

The horses of the cavalry are neighing, ready to go

The generals on the chariots have sharp spears, shining in the sun

Paris is extremely handsome, and beside him sits his beautiful wife Helen.

Helen's long hair fluttered, and everyone dared not look at her beautiful face. This was the cause of this war, but they all understood that it was just an excuse.

Troy's rich supplies, numerous gold and silver treasures, beautiful young girls, and the inexhaustible gem mine are what the Greeks covet.

Greece is on the other side of the ocean. Their country only has a long and narrow coastline, and countless dead fish and shrimps. There is no land plain with rich grains, fruitful fruit trees, and brilliant gems.

There was often an angry cry from the god of the sea on that shore, and Poseidon set up a storm that flooded their cities and houses and drove them homeless.

So they marched to Troy, to take their wealth and replenish their losses.

Why is it because of Helen, but this poor woman has suffered curses from two sides—abandoning her husband and son, lusting after wealth and honor, instigating wars, and causing trouble for her beauty.

Helen's eyes were filled with tears. She was sitting in the chariot, wishing she could slam her head on the shield to death—but Paris held her soft waist tightly, and Helen closed her eyes, waiting for the death scythe to come.

"Warriors, go!" Hector roared——

The city gate is open!

Agamemnon and Achilles on the opposite side rushed over immediately, followed by the rolling Greeks. They were extremely fierce, like wolves and cheetahs, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Paris hugged Helen tightly, "Baby, let me chop off the head of your ex-husband Menelaus, and then I will live happily ever after with you in our love nest. Tonight will be our feast!" After all, he rushed out like a sharp arrow!

Helen was brought back to the fort by guards with strong martial arts skills, and saw the battle on the city wall.There have been countless fights like this in the past ten years, and countless people have died. It has been a long time since the children of Troy have gone out of the city gate to enjoy the landscape and countryside in the suburbs.

All they could see were ruins and smoke, death and blood, crows hovering above the ground, a sea of ​​corpses where vultures were feeding, and pictures of poisonous snakes in the river... The beauty is gone forever, and now they can only hope for God's mercy , Let the war cease.

pity--

Agamemnon son of Atreus, leader of the Greeks, who defeated Paris.

Paris's spear was knocked down, and he fell to the ground, but the armor still kept his body.

Helen stood up excitedly.

"Gods of Olympus, if you can listen to my heart now, I hope Paris can rest here."

"I can't satisfy such a vicious wish." A cold female voice responded to her.

Helen's face turned pale, and the voice continued: "Helen, Helen, you are a gift from me to Paris. God's gift cannot be returned, otherwise it will be disrespectful to me. Helen, I order you to withdraw your wish immediately. Otherwise I will burn you in the fire of hell."

"Maybe my face is so soft that you have the illusion that God's will is irresistible. Do you still miss your past glory? Forget it, follow me, follow me, stay with Paris, stay with Troy. "

Helen was in a daze, and obsessive eyes appeared, she seemed to have forgotten everything, only Paris's incomparably chic figure and handsome face in front of her, he was so affectionate to herself.

Aphrodite appeared in mid-air, only facing Helen, and only Helen could hear her voice: "Follow me, trust me, let me protect my believers now. Paris, stand Get up!" Following her voice, came a white light, Paris escaped Agamemnon's fatal blow, quickly climbed onto the chariot, and returned to the city.

He hugged Helen, his eyes were red, "My beloved Helen, I almost lost sight of you, please God have mercy now, let me go back to a safe place, and soothe my pain."

On the way Aphrodite sent the two back to the palace, she seduced Helen again and confused Helen's mind.

When Aphrodite returned to the battlefield again, Agamemnon, the son of Atreus, was invincible and reached the gate of the city.The goddess's face showed displeasure, and she wanted to cast a spell, causing Agamemnon's spear to break.

Agamemnon cried out, "Who is it! Who has cut off my sharp blade, so that my anger cannot be vented."

There was a smile on Aphrodite's face, and when she shot again, a white light blocked her.

"Athena, don't spoil my good deeds!"

Athena ignored her at all, and turned into a puff of black smoke, covering Agamemnon so that the Trojans could not see him at all, but he could see others, and he was even more fierce.

Soon a fortress surrounded by corpses was built around him, and the eyes of those who were close to him were covered by the night to pay homage to the scythe of the god of death.

Hector yelled, "This damned black mist, hates cunning Greeks, cowards!"

He rushed into the black mist and wrestled with Agamemnon.

Meanwhile, in the very center of the field was Menelaus, king of the Greeks.He is the king of the city-state of Sparta, Helen's ex-husband, and the main force in this battle.

Menelaus wears a dark green helmet with only his eyes and mouth exposed.His eyes gleamed with anger - to get his beloved wife back for it.This hard-fated and tenacious man saw Helen and Paris go hand in hand.

Jealousy and anger made him infinitely powerful, and he concentrated all his anger on the Trojan soldiers in front of him. He vented and raged, and the soldiers who fought against him were trembling, and no one dared to step forward!

"Paris, you shameless villain, you unweaned bastard, come out and fight me to the death, don't hide behind the city wall, where is the shameless courage when you took my wife away, why are you acting like a shrink on the battlefield? Like a turtle!"

He killed the surrounding soldiers, leaving a large area, and the soldiers did not dare to step forward——

The king's anger resounded loudly in front of the battle:

"Coward, you are a disgrace to Troy!"

"Come out! Fight me, only the victor can have Helen!"

Howling, he ferociously picked up a soldier, threw him into the air, and tore him apart.

The corpse fell, the broken corpse was scattered, and the blood fell on his face, like a demon from hell.

Aeneas jumped into his battle ring, "Incompetent and furious Menelaus, your Helen doesn't want you, remember our prince, you should fulfill them! This is a gift from God!"

Menelaus went crazy, rushed up, and the two fought fiercely!

There is no distinction between them, both are heroes, full of tragedy, and their scars are their medals.

Menelaus was gradually exhausted.

Athena was about to attack again, and Aphrodite fought with her, "Do you think you are the only one with supernatural power? Mortals have their own positions, and we should settle the score between us. Give me back the golden apple!"

Athena sneered, "I won the golden apple that belongs to me through the bet obtained by tricks, do you have the nerve to mention it?"

The two of them flew up into the sky and started fighting in the sky. The rain of meteors and swords made people dazzled and overwhelmed.Playing until the moon rises high, it is still not over.