"Diomedes has retreated, Odysseus and Agamemnon have retreated, and the miracle doctor Mahaon has also retreated due to a spear wound."
The Trojans surged forward like a tidal wave, charging at the last line of defense of the Greeks. It looked like the line of defense was about to be breached. Once this line of defense was breached, only the battleships were left for the Greeks to defend.
Ajax, who was fighting at the front, felt fear in his heart. He felt that he could no longer hold on, so he carried his shield and retreated to the battleships.
Along the way, there were heroes and soldiers who retreated because they were injured. At this point in the battle, both sides were actually exhausted, but it was a battle of whose will was stronger.
"Quick, quick." Nestor rescued Mahaon and brought him away from the battlefield in a chariot to the battleship camp, passing by the gloomy Achilles.
The chariot did not stop and sent Doctor Mahaon all the way to the battleship camp for treatment.
At this time, Achilles was sitting at the stern of the ship, quietly watching the Trojans hunt down their compatriots. His expression was calm, as if the people being hunted had nothing to do with him.
Achilles had been sitting like this for a long time. Every day, he would sit quietly at the stern of the ship and watch the Greeks and the Trojans fight. Whether the Greeks won or lost, he was indifferent.
Many people came to find Achilles. Agamemnon, who had once humiliated him and swore that he would never look for him again, put down his pride and personally brought gold and bronze to apologize to him. He even promised to marry a daughter, but he could not change his mind.
Achilles refused everyone's advice, and after the meeting of the princes, he did not fight anymore.
In the end, everyone gave up on the idea of persuading him and let him sit quietly at the stern of the ship.
"Achilles is cold-blooded, he is not a Greek at all."
"He watched as we died one by one, refusing to lend a helping hand."
"A little shame, and he wants us all to die with him?"
"According to the laws of the city, such a person should be executed, and his entire family reduced to slaves."
"Entire family reduced to slaves? Achilles' father is the hero Peleus, and his mother is Thetis. Who can do anything to him? "
Many Greeks were filled with resentment towards Achilles, believing that he had turned a blind eye to the dying. Some even believed that he was the cause of the Greek army's current predicament.
When everyone passed by Achilles, some people looked at him with disdain, but Achilles was unmoved. Those who dared to mock him in his face, even if they were his compatriots, were all killed by Achilles. Those who dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything were just dogs.
"Well, if all the Greeks were dead, I could conquer Troy, and now I understand the feelings of Hercules."
"The country is the mud under my feet, not to mention those ordinary people." As Achilles watched on coldly, he became more and more confident. But when he saw Nestora supporting an injured old man, a string in his heart was finally plucked.
His heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have opened up a crack.
Achilles rose slowly and called Patroclus to him. "Patroclus, my dear friend," he said, "go and ask Nestor who he brought back from the battlefield. I do not know why, but I feel a sudden pity for the Greeks."
"Yes, Prince Achilles," Patroclus said happily. Patroclus said happily. He was very worried about Achilles' current state. Not only was he worried about Achilles, but he was also worried about the fate of the Greeks. Now that he saw a slight change, he was naturally very happy.
Although he was a friend of Achilles, he had always played the role of Achilles' herald in the Greek army.
This time, he followed Achilles' orders and came to the fleet.
When Nestor saw him, he knew that he was a friend of Achilles. He quickly stood up from his chair and shook Achilles' hand, wanting to give him a seat in a friendly manner.
"Honorable Patroclus, please take a seat."
Patroclus waved his hand and said, "You are welcome, honorable old man! Achilles sent me to take a look. He wants to know who you just helped into the warship. "
"He is the honorable Doctor Mahaon, who has saved many princes and heroes. He did not want to be injured," Nestor said with a sigh.
The injury of Dr. Mahaon was unexpected and undesirable, and the loss of his services would increase the number of casualties on the field of battle, and would be a great blow to the morale of the Greeks.
Patroclus did not expect that the person who was injured would be the respected Doctor Mahaon. He quickly said, "So it is Doctor Mahaon. Now that I know who he is, I have to go back and tell Achilles. You know my friend is an impatient person."
"But before I go back, I want to ask one more question. How did Doctor Mahaon get injured?"
"When Doctor Mahaon was treating Domenius on the battlefield, he was stabbed in the ear by Hector. If Domenius hadn't pushed him away in time, he might have gone to the realm of Hades."
"I see. I will tell this to Achilles." Patroclus said and was about to leave.
At this time, Nestor said with a sigh, "Patroclus, why does Achilles care about Mahaon? In fact, all the bravest heroes are injured and lying on the ship. "
"Diomedes was injured by an arrow, Odysseus and Agamemnon were injured by a spear, and the doctor I just brought back, Doctor Mahaon, was also injured by a spear."
Patroclus obviously knew what Nestor said. If these heroes were not injured and lying on the ship, the Greeks would not have been defeated so quickly.
But Patroclus wasn't Achilles. He didn't interrupt Nestor's words, but listened quietly.
"Achilles is too heartless. Does he want to wait until our ship is burned to ashes? Is he only willing to wait until all the Greeks die in a pool of blood? "
The old man's face was filled with grief. He was angry that Achilles had not helped them. If Achilles had been willing to help, the Trojans might have been the ones facing this situation instead of the current situation where the entire Greek Coalition Army was facing the danger of defeat.
"Ha, how I wish I was as strong as I was when I was young. Back then, I was active on the battlefield and did not need to place my hopes on others. I was a victor many times and lived in Peleus' house. Back then, I saw you, your father Menotius, and young Achilles."
"Achilles' father, a half-old hero, encouraged Achilles to strive to be the first. As for you, your father repeatedly exhorted you to be Achilles' friend and guide."
The old man recalled what he saw and heard when he first met Patroclus and Achilles. He hoped that these things would move him, so that the heartless Achilles would once again help and save the Greek army that was about to fall into despair.
"Tell this to Achilles. Perhaps your persuasion will move him."
Patroclus bowed deeply to Aeneas and said, "Dear Aeneas, I will definitely tell your words to Achilles. I also do not wish for the Greeks to continue losing."
With that, Patroclus excused himself and left the warship.
Patroclus was equally indignant about the Greeks' defeat, but he knew Achilles very well.
"Many people forget that Achilles is only seventeen or eighteen years old."
"His excessive strength also increased his toughness. Once Achilles has decided on something, even he himself will find it difficult to persuade him."
"However, the divine doctor Mahawun's injury has given me a glimmer of hope." Patroclus left the warship. On the way back, he saw the Greeks and Trojans fighting fiercely. The Greeks were gradually forced back by the Trojans and had already retreated to the vicinity of the warship.
If they continued to retreat, the Greeks would either leave by ship or be completely annihilated by the Trojans. Either outcome would mean that the expedition had failed.
This was not the most worrying thing. They were afraid that the Trojans would take advantage of their victory and directly lead the Trojan army to attack Greece. If that happened, the various Greek cities would face destruction. This was something that none of the Greeks wanted to see.
"Boom!" Just as he was thinking, a loud noise came from behind. Patroclus turned around and saw a Trojan hero climbing up the battlements.
The battlements were not high, only about three meters high. The hero could easily climb them.
On the battlements, Alcamon, the son of Censtor, was valiantly assassinating the Trojans who had climbed up the battlements. Under his obstruction, the Trojans' attempt to break through the battlements was foiled.
However, this hero took advantage of the moment when Alcamon was assassinating the Trojans, and used his spear to stab the chest of Alcamon, who could not dodge in time. With a "pu" sound, the spear pierced deep into Alcamon's chest.
Fresh blood instantly dyed Alcamon's armor red. He opened his mouth, and blood gushed out continuously.
This Trojan hero kicked Alcamon off the battlements and raised the bloody spear up high, causing the nearby Trojans to cheer.
"This is the son of Zeus, Sarpedon." When Patroclus saw this, his face turned green. He clenched his fists tightly and felt a wave of pain in his heart. He wished he could personally go up and seek revenge on Sarpedon.
The decline of the Greeks could not be reversed. Unless Achilles could act, they would face the fate of destruction. Patroclus decided to persuade his good friend this time, although he had already done so before.
After Sarpedon killed Alcamon, there was no longer any powerful obstruction on the battlements. This opened up a path for the follow-up troops of the Trojans to advance.
Seeing the situation here, Ajax was anxious. He quickly rushed over and picked up the weapon in his hand to fend off the incoming Trojans.
Seeing that Ajax was rushing over, Sarpedon knew that he would not be able to take down Ajax alone. Hence, he turned back to look at the army of Troy and shouted, "I alone cannot break through the enemy's line of defense! We have to work together in order to open up a path to the battleship. "
When the crowd heard his words, they gathered around him and rushed towards the battlements.
The Greeks did not want to be outdone. They gathered around Ajax and blocked the Trojans from breaking through.
"Kill!" The soldiers of both sides fought fiercely with only a wall between them. The battle once again reached an unprecedented level of intensity.
At this moment, riding on the wind of the phantom lady, Pei Zi Yun, who had rushed back as fast as lightning, arrived at the pier.
Note 1: Achilles once said to Patroclus, "My heart is suffering and suffering because there is a Greek who dares to look down on me and steal my spoils of war. Because of this, I hope that all the Greeks will die. Only the two of us will be able to conquer the city of Troy!"
After reading this sentence, everyone could understand the mentality of a very young man who possessed great power.
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