Lycofoon was shot dead by Paris, and Hector cheered loudly. He thrust his spear forward, and a Greek decurion groaned as blood spurted out of his chest.
"Ahhhhh —" Seeing Hector's arrogance, Ajax roared in anger. He thrust his spear forward, and his eyes burned with fire, emitting a bone-chilling murderous intent.
Clang! The two spears clashed several times and broke. Both of them pulled out their swords, and Hector shouted, "Heroes, advance bravely!"
"The God of Thunder personally broke the Greek bows and arrows! God is on our side! "
"Advance!"
"Advance!" Hector's words boosted the morale of the Trojans, causing their combat power to increase greatly. The heroes and soldiers all shouted and charged forward.
From the current situation, it seemed that the God of Thunder was indeed on the side of Troy.
At the beginning of the battle of Troy, the Greeks were very strong, and the Trojans were almost unable to breathe. Now, the Greeks were almost defeated by the Trojans.
If the God of Thunder was not on the Trojans' side, how could the difference be so great?
Ajax looked at Hector's shouts and saw the low morale of the Greeks. He knew that he could not allow Hector to continue suppressing the morale of the Greeks. He shouted, "Greeks, the warships are our lives! If Hector burns or seizes the warships, then we will all die here!"
His words also encouraged the Greeks to fight to the death. They had no way out, and many of the Greeks shouted, "Fight to the death, fight to the death!"
Both sides rushed together and fought with all their might. Screams rang out continuously, and the battle reached its climax again. Both sides seemed to have reached a balance again.
"Despicable Hector, don't try to use words to break our morale. We Greeks will not be defeated easily." Ajax slashed forward and shouted.
"Ajax, the defeat of the Greeks is inevitable. It is only a matter of time. Let me, Hector, send you on your last journey."
Hector blocked with his sword, and sparks flew. He was full of confidence in winning this battle. The situation of the Trojans could be said to be very good, many times better than at the beginning of the battle.
"Hmph, when Achilles makes his move, you will face the same situation as us," Ajax said.
"Haha, mighty Ajax, you're placing your hopes on others?" Hector cut down a Greek sailor with his sword and sneered, "But as far as I know, your Achilles was humiliated by Agamemnon and is not willing to fight for the Greeks. Victory is ours."
Hector's words had undoubtedly struck a chord with Ajax. It was Achilles' inaction that had brought the Greeks to such a state. He did not say anything more, and his attacks could not help but speed up a few notches.
The chaotic battle was getting more and more bloody. Both sides had fought for so long, and so many people had died. The enmity between the two sides was already hard to resolve, so no one was holding back. One of the Greek warships was already on fire, and there were even heart-wrenching screams coming from it. There were people struggling and rolling in the flames.
"This can't go on." When Patroclus saw this, his heart burned with anxiety. At this rate, the galleys would be burnt, and the whole Greek army would perish.
He quickened his pace and ran towards Achilles' tent. As soon as he entered the barracks, tears streamed down his cheeks.
Achilles was sitting alone in the barracks. When he saw Patroclus come in, tears streamed down his cheeks. He looked at him sympathetically and said, "Patroclus, what's wrong?"
"Could it be bad news from Fats? I know your father Menetius is still alive, and so is my father Peleus! Or are you lamenting the fate of the Greeks? You don't have to pity them, their tragedy is entirely their own doing. "
Hearing this, Patroclus was very sad and said, "Noble hero, my friend, look, the misfortunes of the Greeks are coming one after another. Diomedes, Odysseus, and Agamemnon have all been wounded, and Eurypalus has been shot in the thigh."
Achilles listened quietly and did not interrupt Patroclus's words.
"Ajax is fighting desperately. He was just fighting with Hector just now, but the Trojans are attacking fiercely, and it looks like the camp is about to be destroyed."
When Patroclus said this, he looked at Achilles and said, "Look, even our last galleys are burning, the sounds of killing are right in front of us, and the blood is even splashing on our faces — are you still not willing to reconcile?"
"Oh, although I am your friend, I still have to say that your parents are not Peleus and Thetis — a mortal and a goddess. You must have been born from the gloomy sea or the hardest rock, your heart is so cold!"
"Well, if it is your mother's words or the gods' orders that prevent you from participating in the battle, then at least let me and your warriors go help the Greeks."
This time, Achilles did not only bring dozens of galleys to Troy, but also many sailors and soldiers with the galleys.
And what Patroclus said was to bring these soldiers who came with Achilles to the battlefield, and now they were following Achilles and did not participate in the battle.
"Lend me your armor to wear. If the Trojans see me and think that it is you, they might be shocked."
Patroclus no longer held any hope for Achilles to participate in the battle. Now, he wanted to lend Achilles' armor and let others mistakenly think that he was Achilles.
"I hope that this will give the Daneians time to regroup."
Patroclus could not convince Achilles, so he could only settle for the next best thing, which was to wear Achilles' armor and bring his warriors to battle.
When Achilles heard Patroclus' words, he replied coldly, "It is neither my mother's words nor the gods' orders that prevent me from participating in the battle. My heart is suffering and suffering because a Greek dared to look down on me and take away my spoils of war."
At this point, Achilles looked into Patroclus' eyes and shook his head. "However, you are my good friend. Because of your pleading, I will allow you to wear my armor and lead my soldiers to battle."
"My armor is the armor of the gods. It was a gift from the gods when Peleus married the Sea Goddess Thetis. And my father, Peleus, passed it on to me."
"Wearing it, you will be invincible. There is only one person you cannot fight against, and that is Hector."
"Not only does Hector have his own strength, but he also has the blessing of Apollo. Do not fight against him."
In Achilles' impression, Hector was the only opponent of Troy. He did not care about anyone else.
Although Pei Zi Yun's strength was not bad, every time he fought with others, he hid his true strength. No one knew his full strength.
Hector, who was Achilles' opponent, was undoubtedly a threat to Patroclus. That was why Achilles had specifically warned him about it.
"After you save the warship, you must return immediately. In fact, if not for your pleading, I even hope that all the Greeks will be destroyed, leaving only the two of us."
"Don't be afraid. Just the two of us and our warriors can conquer Troy."
Achilles said coldly, fully displaying his strong confidence in himself and his disgust towards the Greeks. However, he did have the right to say such words.
Without the interference of the gods, no one in Troy would be a match for him. Even Pei Zi Yun wasn't as strong as he was now.
When it came to heroes, only Hercules could surpass Achilles by a little — but not much!
As they spoke, the battle outside the warship became more and more intense. In order to protect their warship from being destroyed by the Trojans, the Greeks could be said to be doing their best.
When they retreated to the warship, the Greeks had nowhere to retreat and had to fight back.
"Pa!" Sparks flew. Two long swords broke. Both of them retreated a few steps. At this time, their subordinates handed them long spears.
Ajax and Hector fought non-stop for a long time. After such a long time of exhaustion, both of them could not help but gasp for breath.
"Kill!" Ajax gasped for breath and thrust his spear towards Hector's chest. Hector dodged the spear and threw the spear towards Ajax.
"Pu!" The spear missed its target and pinned a Greek sailor to the deck. The sailor let out a blood-curdling scream. Ajax glanced at the ship and saw that there were not many Greeks left on the ship, while the Trojans continued to pour onto the ship.
Even Ajax could not help but feel despair and had no choice but to retreat.
Hector looked at Ajax retreating and did not pursue. His stamina was also close to exhaustion. After killing so many heroes, he had already formed an irreconcilable grudge. Under such circumstances, he could not pursue too deeply.
"Set fire!" Hector shouted. Very quickly, the torch landed on the battleship. The battleship was made of wood, and oil had been poured on it beforehand. As soon as the torch landed, it ignited into a blazing flame that soared into the sky. It could be seen clearly from miles away.
The entire warship was quickly engulfed in flames. The people standing on the ship had long been killed or jumped into the sea to survive.
Other warships were also burning in other places. Seeing this, the Greeks became more and more anxious. If all the warships were burned, there was no way out.
At this time, even with Zeus's ban, Poseidon could not help but say, "Achilles with a heart of stone, you should be moved."
God intervened. Achilles saw the flames on the warship from the barracks and felt a wave of pain in his heart. "Ah, Patroclus, go quickly. Don't let the enemy take our warship and cut off our way back home! I will personally gather my soldiers! "
"Okay, I will go immediately." Hearing this, Patroclus was happy. At the same time, he was extremely anxious. He quickly tied up Achilles' armor. The armor was a little heavy, but it did not affect his movements. Holding a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right, he rushed out.
Behind him, he led a large group of warriors brought by Achilles and rushed towards the warship where the battle was the most intense, to prevent the warship from being burned by the Trojans again.
Achilles watched his friend leave with deep worry in his heart. He took out a golden wine cup and filled it with wine. Then, he performed a ritual to Zeus and prayed, "Great Zeus, please bless Patroclus' safe return."
Temple of Mount Aida, Zeus Temple
Zeus sat on the marble throne. At this time, when he heard Achilles' prayer, he shook his head with a troubled expression. "Achilles, do you know that it is because of your tough character and your heart of stone that you do not care about your country and do not fight for the Greeks? That is why Patroclus' fate is sealed."
"Patroclus is your true love. If he dies on the battlefield, with your character, Achilles, you will definitely avenge him."
"This is the end of your fate. Death is waiting for you."
"In the name of love, Achilles, sacrifice bravely! (Appendix 1) "
Appendix 1: There was a faction in the Greeks that believed that women were only tools for reproduction and that true love was between men.
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