The next morning, the King summoned the people to the plaza to prepare a sacrifice for Zeus, Poseidon and Apollo.
The priest brought the bull over. Its fur was glossy and its muscles were strong. Anyone who had seen it before would constantly praise it, "Good bull, good bull!"
However, it seemed to have a premonition. It looked at them suspiciously and neighed from time to time.
The priest raised the pot and sprinkled water on the altar, the people participating in the sacrifice, and the bull. He then raised his hand towards the sky.
"Son of Cronus and Rhea, father of the gods, ruler of all living things, King of Olympus, God of the Gods — Great and wise Zeus, please accept the sacrifice of the lowly mortals!"
The surroundings were silent. Everyone prayed earnestly. The priest then slaughtered the bull. The blood flowed on the altar. The priest then removed the innards and bones and separated the meat.
Pei Zi Yun was of low status and could only watch from afar. Then, something that should never have happened in a godless world happened.
On the altar, the tastiest part of the bull disappeared.
The priest praised, "The sacrifice was effective. God has accepted the sacrifice."
Only the parts that God did not need would be divided up. At the same time, a feast would be held. Of course, this feast could not be attended by ordinary people.
In real history, in Greece, cows, sheep and pigs were also slaughtered. Only the organs and bones that were not eaten were used for the sacrifice. The rest were divided up. In fact, it was just for show.
Only on important occasions would they burn the meat to show their sincerity. However, in a world where there were gods, the gods would take the parts that the gods wanted to eat. The rest would be shared among the mortals.
"Looks like the previous sacrifice did not attract the attention of the gods."
At the gate of the tower, a shepherd walked over from the crowd and said excitedly, "Paris, the prize for this year's 200m race is a sheep, and the winner of the archery competition will not only get a cow, but also an extra set of armor. He might even be able to represent Troy in the Olympia Games!"
Pagoda Gate's face was flushed red as he waved his fist excitedly to express his excitement.
"Olympics!" Pei Zi Yun was speechless. However, in his heart, he was very cautious about his plans. The scene just now had a huge impact on him.
"This is a world where the gods often descend and interfere with."
"The relationship between the gods and humans cannot be predicted using the original world. Fortunately, I was cautious and did not talk too much with Gesne. I only asked him to recite the words of the gods."
"According to my calculations, this can reduce my responsibility by 70 to 80%."
"Not that there was no further plan. I would also say that Paris, in the presence of the gods, declared his love to Onone, never touched the handmaiden the king had given him, and that his love had stood the test, and that perhaps only a blow from the bow of the goddess could change his mind, for mortals could not resist the gods. This was sung in advance, and there was no responsibility at all."
"Now that I think about it, it was a suicide."
"Completely throwing the blame to God and exposing the plan ahead of time will attract Zeus's killing intent. Zeus will kill Paris and choose a new prelude to trigger the plot."
"Don't place too much emphasis on the value of mortals in the world of gods — because even the sons of gods are disposable props on the stage!"
"It is possible to say that Paris expressed his love for Onone in front of the gods."
Thinking this way, Pei Zi Yun ran over. There were competitions for wrestling, long jump, running and archery. Many young nobles were competing, including the sons of the King.
Now, the first race of the day had finally begun.
Standing at the starting line, both sides of the track were filled with cheering crowds. Some people were even fighting to get a good viewing position. The scene on the first day of the competition was evident.
In Pei Zi Yun's original world, without the support of Dao Arts, he could guarantee that no one would be able to outrun him.
In this world, there were descendants of gods everywhere. Pei Zi Yun didn't have absolute confidence that he could win the competition by relying on his physical strength, but he would still give it his all.
"Paris, you can do it!" Tamen cheered Paris on.
"Paris, I bet all my money on you. You have to win." This was the cry of a gambler in Paris's memory.
With the referee's order, the preliminary round of the 200m race soon began.
The moment the contestants rushed out, Pei Zi Yun ran to the front of the pack. Amidst the cheers of the crowd, he was in the lead. In the end, he was two body lengths ahead of the runner in second place. He ran to the finish line, and the audience cheered him on.
Although Paris was a shepherd, it didn't affect the enthusiastic crowd's cheers. They cheered and danced. The moment Pei Zi Yun crossed the finish line, the atmosphere reached an unprecedented climax. Some people were so excited that their voices became hoarse.
This was the passion that ordinary people had for sports in ancient Greece. If one didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't be able to understand the passion that the ancient Greeks had for sports.
Most people were eliminated in the preliminary round. Only the best of each group could participate. Next was the official competition, where the first place of the 200m race would be decided.
Just as Pei Zi Yun was resting, someone suddenly came over. Behind him were two guards, both holding spears. They stared at him fiercely, which surprised him.
Pei Zi Yun knocked on the door and pointed at the person staring at him. He asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"
"It's Prince Ephobus," the door answered.
"So it's Prince Ephobus." Pei Zi Yun smiled coldly. This person was Paris's younger brother. Originally, Paris had won the archery competition, but Ephobus was humiliated and angry. He waved his spear and rushed at Paris, wanting to stab him to death.
Paris fled to the altar of Zeus in panic and met Princess Kassandra. She was a prophet, so he was spared from being recognized. However, everyone knew that Paris was a coward and was labeled as a coward and a coward.
Pei Zi Yun had originally wanted to change this. Because of this reputation, Paris was destined to have no future in this world. Who would follow a coward?
Now it seemed that Ephobus was very cooperative!
The finals soon began.
"Quick!" As soon as the command was given, Pei Zi Yun ran. As he ran, there was a faint wind around him. The crowd around him screamed and cheered.
The distance of two hundred meters was a very short distance. In just a few breaths, Pei Zi Yun had overtaken Prince Ephobus and the other contestants. At the finish line, Pei Zi Yun was far ahead of the rest of the contestants in the 200-meter race.
Everyone cheered, jumping for joy, and cheering for him.
Most people were happy, but some were angry. Prince Ephobus's face was green. He had thought that he would win the 200m race, but a shepherd had appeared out of nowhere!
If it wasn't for the fact that he was in the middle of a race and the citizens of the city weren't watching, he would have taught this shepherd a lesson and let him know what it meant to be noble and lowly!
"Dong!"
A gong was struck, and someone shouted, "Next match, archery."
This was different from a race. In this world, martial prowess was the most important. Archery was the most important martial skill, and almost all the princes would participate in the competition. Many of the princes were good at archery. If Pei Zi Yun wanted to win the archery competition, it would be much more difficult than the 200m race.
According to history, Paris was the one who stood out and gained the recognition of the king. He became a prince again and started the war. However, it was unclear whether he had the help of the gods.
Pei Zi Yun looked at Prince Ephobus and laughed in his heart.
At that moment, a bull was led to the race. The bull was shiny and shiny. It was from the herd in Mount Ida. This bull was Paris's favorite and was raised by him. However, he couldn't stop his owner and the king from taking it away. Now, it was time to bring it back.
Don't underestimate the value of a bull. Even if the king offered sacrifices to the gods, he would only get one bull. The lesser gods could only enjoy the treatment of a sheep and a pig. Some of the weaker cities would even get into conflicts over a bull!
This was the prize of the competition, and it was very generous. It could stimulate the contestants to perform to the fullest extent, causing the race to enter the climax.
At that moment, Prince Ephobus, who was in the same group as Pei Zi Yun, lowered his voice and said, "You lowly shepherd, why do you dare to stand side by side with me?"
Pei Zi Yun pointed at the laurel and olive wreath he had just put on and said slowly, "Because the gods like the champion, and I am the champion of the race!"
Prince Ephobus' face turned red, and he subconsciously reached for his bow. At that moment, the tall and strong Hector walked over, causing everyone to cheer.
"Hector, Hector!"
Hector was the bravest and strongest of all the sons of King Priam. He was also the best archer. From his past experiences, Hector had proven to everyone that he was worthy of being a hero.
Pei Zi Yun looked over, and with just one look, his heart sank.
The Hector in front of him was like a giant. Not to mention, the blood that was rolling in his body seemed to be flowing like mercury. The huge flow of power gave Pei Zi Yun a heavy sense of oppression.
"This is the bloodline of the gods? It's even stronger than those who have cultivated their entire lives. I am no match for him now. "Pei Zi Yun thought to himself." However, I will definitely win, because the gods will not allow Paris to fail. "
The archery competition soon began.
Compared to the 200-meter race, which was a feast for the commoners, archery was undoubtedly more popular among the nobles. This was also considered a sport for the nobles in this era. Ordinary commoners could not afford to cultivate outstanding archers.
At that moment, the entire archery arena was filled to the brim. Even the king and queen had arrived, and they sat on the high platform.
Pei Zi Yun looked at the king and queen on the high platform, and had a plan in mind.
He saw Pei Zi Yun calm down, and a sense of familiarity washed over him. Paris had always been an outstanding archer. Now that he had inherited all of his memories, coupled with his own understanding of archery, his archery skills had improved to the next level.
"Shoot! Begin!" The starting officer said.
"Pu pu pu." Prince Ephobus drew his bow, one arrow after another, without any pause in between. It was obvious that he had been training for a long time.
"Seven rings!"
"Eight rings!"
Ten consecutive arrows, all seven rings. This was a very good result, enough to surpass many outstanding archers. One had to know that modern Olympic archers could not achieve such a result, and they were chosen from seven billion people!
Prince Ephobus was obviously very pleased with his results.
Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly, pulled out an arrow, nocked it, and shot it. There was a sharp whistle as the arrow flew towards the target.
"Ten rings."
Before the audience could react, Pei Zi Yun took out a second arrow and shot it. In an instant, all the arrows were shot.
"Ten rings."
"Another ten rings."
"This is unbelievable."
Pei Zi Yun had shot ten arrows and ten points. Everyone on the competition grounds stood up and applauded Paris. Even King Priam's eyes lit up as he stood up and asked, "Who is this?"
"Your majesty, this is the son of your loyal servant, Agraeus," someone reported.
"Just Agraeus's son?" The king was a little disappointed.
"Yes, your majesty. He has now inherited Agraeus's profession and has become a shepherd, taking care of the cows and sheep for you," the soldier replied.
"His status is too low!" The king had originally wanted to recruit Pei Zi Yun as a captain, but after some thought, he decided to recruit him as his own soldier.
"After all, he is only the son of a palace servant. Although his archery skills are not bad, his knowledge and vision are not enough to make him a captain. Perhaps with more training, he can be promoted to a captain in the future." The king thought to himself. Even without the oracle, the king was still very clear about the situation of his country.
The land of Troy was fertile and rich in gold. It also controlled the Dardanelles Strait, which was very important for transportation. It connected the Aegean Sea and the Black Sea.
This was the Bronze Age, but bronze had a weakness. It was easy to rust. If the surface of bronze was plated with tin, this problem could be solved!
Therefore, tin was very important in this era. It was an indispensable strategic resource. Whoever lacked it would not be able to work or fight.
Tin, on the other hand, had to be transported in ships from the Black Sea. They had to pass through the Dardanelles Strait. Troy controlled the Dardanelles Strait, so they could split the money. This caused many Greeks to be envious.
"I need more warriors to deal with this situation." The king thought gloomily. In order to maintain the prosperity of the kingdom, he needed more warriors. Therefore, the king had his eyes on this shepherd at first sight!
Not to mention, King Priam was not stupid. He also smelled the ominous aura coming from the gods!
At this time, the first round of the archery competition was coming to an end. Prince Epphobus did not understand the king's mood. His face turned even uglier after losing again. He glared at Pei Zi Yun and looked at Pei Zi Yun's smile. He wanted nothing more than to step on Pei Zi Yun. "This lowly shepherd dared to compete with the princes, and even won one round."
The servants were all very careful now, afraid that they would vent their anger on them after losing the competition. Prince Ephobus was about to attack, but he looked around the arena and saw that it was full of people. They were all citizens and nobles. He looked up at the stage and saw that the king and queen were there too.
Prince Ephobus slowly retracted his hand in anger, but his eyes were even more gloomy.
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