A battleship sailed across the sea, heading towards Troy. Pei Zi Yun stood on the deck of the battleship, quietly looking into the distance.
It had been a few months since they left Ochigia Island. During these few months, they had been sailing on the sea. Other than going ashore to get fresh water and food, they had spent most of their time on the sea.
It was winter now, and snowflakes were falling from the sky. In a short while, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the deck.
Pei Zi Yun stepped on the snow and slowly walked one round around the ship. He stretched his body and looked up at the snowflakes falling on his face. He felt his fatigue gradually disappear.
"Indeed, this is a boring journey on the sea. There is nothing new. None of the gods are looking at me." Pei Zi Yun understood the gods very well.
The eyes of the gods were focused on something new. The more important or exciting it was, the more they would watch it. However, if it was the same, they would feel drowsy. This was the same logic as when he watched live broadcasts.
However, this was a suitable state to watch. He listened and thought to himself, "System!"
A Plum Blossom appeared in front of him. It quickly enlarged and became a translucent information interface. There was a status display on it.
"Calypso's imprisonment, 1/3."
"Hero Bloodline Level 5 (131.5%)"
"From the looks of it, I have completed a third of it. I can get one Fate Point?"
"That's enough. I have to complete three, but I am powerless."
"After digesting all the monsters, my strength should be able to level up to the sixth level. I feel like I need more and more strength to level up."
After a long time, Pei Zi Yun took a deep breath. He heard a sailor say, "Prince Paris, Troy is in front."
His voice was trembling. It was obvious that he had been away for a long time. Now that he was home, he was very excited. Pei Zi Yun looked over and saw the mainland in the distance. He nodded his head. He was starting to miss Troy.
As the ship got closer and closer, Pei Zi Yun stood on the deck and shouted, "Quick, we're almost home. Let's speed up, and increase our speed."
Everyone was eager to go home. With the help of the sail, they rowed with all their might. The ship was like an arrow released from a bow, speeding towards Troy.
"The few of you have followed me for so long, and suffered so much. When you get home, I will reward you handsomely." Pei Zi Yun looked at the rest of them as he spoke.
Before they were attacked by the tornado, there were fifty sailors on the ship, and after the tornado, there were only a dozen or so. Now that they had returned home with him, there were only seven of them. These people had indeed suffered a lot, and now that the bitterness was over, he would not treat them unfairly.
"Thank you, Prince." The seven of them were overjoyed.
After a while, the outline of land could be seen from afar. Pei Zi Yun ordered the boat to head towards Troy's secret pier.
Troy's secret pier was located in a secluded harbor. Pei Zi Yun's battleship slowly approached it. Due to the lack of prior notice, the alarm on the pier went off. Several battleships came out and approached Pei Zi Yun's battleship.
"Who is it?" Someone on the battleship from Troy asked.
Pei Zi Yun walked out of the room and said, "It's me."
The centurion on the battleship looked at him. At first, he could not recognize him, but upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Prince Paris, who had been missing for a long time. He was pleasantly surprised, "Prince Paris, you have finally returned. King Priam has missed you very much!"
Pei Zi Yun smiled. Of course he knew how much Priam had missed him. Without him in the Battle of Troy, it was as though he had lost an arm.
The battleship slowly docked at the pier. The moment they disembarked, the wind picked up the snow. Pei Zi Yun looked up at the dusky sky and asked, "How far is it to Troy?"
"It's half a day's journey, and the snow is so heavy. Prince Paris, you should rest for a while before heading back." The centurion replied.
The reason was simple. The easy to find ports had long been occupied by the Greeks, and the difficult to find secret ports were naturally far away. Although it was early in the morning, the snow was indeed heavy. Pei Zi Yun looked at himself, and realized that he had turned into a barbarian. The few sailors were extremely tired. He smiled, "Then let's rest for a while, and head back tomorrow."
The residence at the secret port was actually very simple. There was a pigsty made out of stone, with a few pigs inside. There were also two fierce dogs guarding it. When the dogs saw Pei Zi Yun, they barked and pounced on him.
The centurion on the port shouted out. Pei Zi Yun looked at them and said, "Kill two pigs, and let us have a good meal. I will pay for the expenses."
"Also, prepare hot water and new clothes."
The centurion was overjoyed, and replied loudly. Although there were pigs, they could not slaughter them. This was a great advantage. Very soon, the cries of the pigs could be heard from outside, and a report came in, "Prince Paris, the water is ready."
Pei Zi Yun nodded his head. After sailing for so long, he had never had a hot bath. At this point, how could he bear it any longer, and hurriedly went to take a bath.
Although the conditions were simple, and there was only a wooden tub, he still took a comfortable bath, washing away all the fatigue he had accumulated over the past few months. He then used his short sword to shave off his beard and changed into a new set of clothes.
When he came out, he was once again a handsome and beautiful prince.
When he reached the main hall, the fire was burning fiercely. Pei Zi Yun had a wooden block, while the others had placed dried grass and twigs on the ground. They only had a piece of rough sheepskin on top of it. However, this was the norm in this world, and everyone did not seem to mind as they stared at the fire.
Someone had already slaughtered the two pigs, and cut the meat into slices. They then skewered the meat on a metal fork and placed it on the fire. The centurion poured some sweet wine into a bowl and placed it in front of the prince, "Prince, please enjoy to your heart's content!"
Pei Zi Yun walked out of the door and raised his cup and poured the wine on the ground. He then returned to his room and wolfed down the wine. After finishing half of it, the centurion poured himself another cup of wine. He then said, "Tell me more about the situation in Troy!"
"Yes, Prince." The centurion replied, "After you left, the war has been going on for almost a year. Of the surrounding ten cities, half of them have been destroyed, and the other half have joined us."
"Missia, Lynesus, Thebes, Amazon, we Trojans are getting stronger and stronger."
As he spoke, dark clouds covered the sky. The wind was howling, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. The centurion hurriedly added a match to the fire. Pei Zi Yun sat down next to the fire and listened carefully to the centurion's reports. He realized that everything was normal. Over the past year, there were very few heroes who had perished, but many soldiers had perished.
"Prince Paris, Queen Penthesilea of the Amazon has come to Troy. Other than her, the King and Prince of Lynesus and Thebes have also arrived."
"Hmph, now our people are not far from the despicable Greeks. The time to counterattack is coming, and we will definitely defeat the Greeks."
Pei Zi Yun sighed. He did not care much about the King and Prince, but Penthesilea of the Amazon …
"How long has Queen Penthesilea been here?" Pei Zi Yun asked.
"Prince Paris, she has been here for half a year. She is indeed the daughter of Ares. She has killed many times on the battlefield, and has severely damaged the morale of the Greeks."
"Is Princess Hippolytus of the Amazon here too?" Pei Zi Yun asked.
The centurion paused. He did not know why Prince Paris would care about this, but he continued, "I heard that she has stayed in the country."
"Oh, not dead?" Pei Zi Yun thought to himself. In history, Penthesilea came to Troy to fight because she had killed her sister Hippolytus. She came to atone for her sins.
"Could it be that it was because of me that the outcome was changed?" Pei Zi Yun thought and felt a sense of relief. He continued to ask, "Is there anything else important?"
"Prince Paris, not long ago, I heard that a prince named Achilles rushed over with 50 warships. He first broke through Misia and plundered a large amount of wealth. He also kidnapped the beautiful daughter of the priest of Apollo, Chryseis, to prove his bravery to the Greeks."
"This is a huge setback. Queen Penthesilea said that she would kill him personally."
"What?" Pei Zi Yun's heart skipped a beat. He didn't think that after saving Missia the last time, Achilles would be able to break through the defenses of Penthesileia. Queen Penthesileia going to kill Achilles was like throwing a meat bun at a dog. There was no return. He quickly asked, "When did this happen?"
"Not long ago. I was transferred to the docks for the second day." The centurion said.
Pei Zi Yun stood up. Almost at the same time, the firewood in the fire exploded. The centurion's mouth was full of oil. He looked at Pei Zi Yun in surprise, "Prince, what happened to you?"
"Quick, prepare the carriage. We will go to Troy immediately." Seeing the centurion standing there in a daze, Pei Zi Yun said coldly, "Centurion, follow my orders."
The centurion came to his senses. He looked at the snow outside and swallowed his words. He jumped out and shouted, "Quick, prepare the carriage."
Pei Zi Yun quickly put on a white tunic and a bronze belt. He hung a long sword at his waist and rushed out.
At the entrance, the carriage was ready. Pei Zi Yun sat on it and ordered, "Quick, go to the battlefield outside the city."
The centurion did not dare to delay. He nodded and whipped the horse. "Pa, pa!" Two crisp sounds of the whip being whipped could be heard. The carriage sped towards Troy.
The carriage moved quickly, but it was almost noon when they arrived outside the city. The city gates were tightly shut. From afar, they could see people fighting on the battlefield.
Pei Zi Yun was anxious. Every minute he delayed, Queen Penthesilea would be in more danger. He hurriedly ordered, "Rush to the battlefield."
The centurion was a soldier. He did not hesitate. The carriage sped towards the battlefield at full speed, not slowing down at all.
The Greeks on the battlefield were taken aback. They did not expect a carriage to rush towards them from the side and attack them.
The Greeks, after the initial panic, stopped the chariot and said, "I am Morion, who are you?"
Pei Zi Yun was anxious. Why would he waste time talking to him? He held the long spear in his hand and without saying a word, he fiercely stabbed towards Morion.
The long spear was like a bolt of lightning. It was so fast that Morion could not react at all. It pierced through his chest.
Pei Zi Yun pulled out the long spear. Fresh blood spurted out from Morion's wound like a fountain. He fell heavily to the ground, blood foaming from his mouth. It seemed like he would not survive for long.
The surrounding Greek soldiers were shocked. They did not expect someone to kill Morion in one hit. Pei Zi Yun held the long spear and ordered the carriage, "Continue to rush in."
The carriage rolled over. Anyone who resisted was killed immediately. After killing more than ten people, the front line was broken, and the battle in the middle was revealed.
A young man shouted, "Woman, how dare you fight against the strongest hero in the world? Can't you see that Hector is trembling in front of me? Your end is here. "
As he finished, he threw the long spear in his hand towards Queen Penthesilea.
"Swoosh." The long spear was like a shooting star, piercing through the sky and flying towards Queen Penthesilea.
Facing this spear that was as fast as a shooting star, Penthesilea had no way to avoid it. She could only raise her shield to block it. With a "pu" sound, the long spear pierced through the shield and pierced into her body.
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