It had been a long time since Hector's attack on the Greek camp, and he had been fighting against powerful heroes like Ajax and Patroclus. He was indeed very tired.
Hector was also clear that the Greeks were filled with experts. If the battle continued, Ajax, Diomedes, and Ajax were all strong enemies, and he might not be able to hold on. So, a truce at this time was also a very good solution for him.
But Hector was hesitant.
"Brother, don't worry. I'll cover the rear. There won't be a problem." Pei Zi Yun continued, "If we really meet a strong enemy, I'll retreat immediately."
Pei Zi Yun carried his long spear, exuding confidence. His confident demeanor also influenced Hector. Paris's performance had always been good, and it gave people confidence in him.
Hector nodded. Patroclus had been killed by him, and there was no one on the battlefield who could threaten his brother Paris. He could rest easy and return to Troy to rest.
He stepped forward and placed Patroclus's corpse on the chariot. He wanted to lend Achilles to Patroclus's horse, but they were all immortal and divine horses that could speak. Seeing Patroclus die, they began to weep, and large drops of tears flowed from their eyes.
Zeus was very sympathetic when he saw this scene. "Poor horses, why do we have to give you, who are immortal and divine, to the mortal Peleus? Is it so that you will suffer like the unfortunate humans? Perhaps there is no creature in the world that is more distressed than humans. As for Hector, he can forget about taming you, and don't even think about putting you in front of his chariot. I will never allow that. "
And so, Zeus gave the horses courage and strength. The two horses shook off the dust on their manes and dragged the chariot as they galloped away.
Hector still wanted to give chase, but Pei Zi Yun stopped him. "Big brother, these horses are not something that can be taken by mere mortals. Don't chase after them. There are Ajax, Diomedes and Big waiting for you."
"You have already won. You should rest well." Hector was a little hesitant when he heard this, but Apollo got him to agree. He jumped on the chariot and headed towards Troy.
Before leaving, Hector turned to Pei Zi Yun and said, "Paris, be careful."
Pei Zi Yun nodded his head and smiled at Hector as he watched him walk away.
Just as Hector left, King Menelaus of Sparta pounced from afar. He was extremely fast, and before he even got close, he threw his spear at Pei Zi Yun.
Dang. Although Pei Zi Yun had been watching Hector, it was not possible for Menelaus to sneak up on him. He could only raise his shield to block it.
The tip of the spear hit Pei Zi Yun's shield, and made a loud sound. The entire spear was bent due to the strong force.
Menelaus's strength was limited, and he was unable to pierce through the shield. The spear hit the shield and fell to the ground, unable to do any damage.
Pei Zi Yun didn't want to kill any more heroes, as he was too conspicuous. He picked up a stone from the ground, aimed it at Menelaus, and threw it.
Whoosh. The stone was like a meteor as it hit Menelaus. Caught off guard, Menelaus fell to the ground.
If Pei Zi Yun followed up with another spear, Menelaus would not be able to escape. Then, the grudge between Pei Zi Yun and Menelaus would be over.
Pei Zi Yun did not take the opportunity to attack. He only said, "King of Sparta, we have a deep grudge, but let's stop fighting now. Too many heroes and citizens have died. We should have a truce so that we can collect the corpses, bury the dead, and offer sacrifices to the gods."
Even the gods of Mount Olympus could not help but nod in agreement with Paris's words. They all agreed that Paris's actions were correct.
Pei Zi Yun paused, then said to Menelaus, "As for our grudge, let's settle it next time."
Menelaus looked at the corpses on the ground and got up. He did not feel grateful for Pei Zi Yun's mercy. Instead, he wanted to call for more Greeks, to see if the heroes could hear him and attack Paris together.
But his pride as a king, and the fact that so many Greek heroes had been injured, made him swallow his words. "I agree, a temporary truce."
"Truce."
"Truce."
The voices of the King and Prince quickly spread throughout the battlefield. Both of them had important positions in their respective camps. This battle had lasted for an entire day, and both sides were exhausted. When they heard this, they all responded.
Both sides stopped fighting and slowly retreated. All the Greeks and Trojans stopped fighting, and the battlefield calmed down.
With Pei Zi Yun and Menelaus's orders, everyone checked each other's corpses and carried the corpses back.
During this process, everyone was silent. Even when they encountered enemies, they did not make a sound. Many people had seen their former comrades turn into cold corpses. They did not feel much during the battle, but now that they had stopped fighting, they fell into a deep sorrow.
One by one, the corpses were carried onto the chariots, and the armors and weapons were also collected by the soldiers.
Some of these weapons and armors were in good condition and could be used again, while others were damaged and had to be melted down and recast to show their value.
Cleaning up the battlefield was boring. Pei Zi Yun felt the gazes of the gods slowly retract. After all, there was nothing to see in cleaning up the battlefield.
The gods liked to pay attention to important matters, or the scenes of battles. When it came to cleaning up the battlefield, all the gods had lost their patience and stopped paying attention.
The gods' gazes had undoubtedly given Pei Zi Yun an opportunity.
The priest had long sensed the Tear of Zeus, but the gods had been staring at the battlefield, and it was not convenient for him to act. If the gods found out, he would be in great trouble, so he had to restrain his emotions.
As he cleaned up the battlefield, he passed by the place where Sarpedon had died. A drop of the Tear of Zeus was slowly dissipating.
If there was no one to collect it, the tear would soon disappear from the world.
"System, collect."
With just a shout, the tear disappeared, and the system shuddered. Pei Zi Yun did not stop, but continued to patrol the battlefield. During this time, he did not attract anyone's attention, but a notification came from the system.
A Plum Blossom appeared in front of him, and quickly enlarged, becoming a transparent information interface with a faint sense of light. There were words on it.
"Mission: Respond to the Phantom Lady's call, obtain three drops of God's Blood, and proceed to the next Journey of Fate (1/3)"
"So the tear is also considered God's Blood." Pei Zi Yun thought to himself.
He had always thought that the gods had to be injured on the battlefield in order to collect the God's Blood. Only now did he realize that this was a misconception.
This tear had the same effect as the God's Blood. Now that he had collected one, he was still two drops away from collecting the three drops.
After collecting the tear, he did not linger on the battlefield for too long, in case he attracted unnecessary suspicion from the gods.
After carefully observing the battlefield, he saw that everyone was moving the corpses, weapons, and armors in an orderly manner. Pei Zi Yun relaxed and quickly boarded the chariot. The chariot headed towards the city.
The chariot sped all the way, leaving the battlefield and reaching the city gates. At this point, the gates were wide open, and there were many soldiers standing guard. They were checking on anyone who wanted to enter the city.
Pei Zi Yun's chariot did not linger, and charged through the gates, entering the city.
The city was bustling with activity. Some people were elated, because their family members had contributed to the war, and the Greeks were about to be defeated. Everyone could see the hope of victory.
Some people were sad and sad. Although they had defeated the Greeks, many people had died. There were heroes and princes, and many ordinary soldiers. These people were the families of those who had died.
Of course, the number of Greek heroes and princes who had died was even greater. There were already people lining the streets to welcome these heroes and soldiers who had returned in triumph.
The people were shouting, cheering, and jumping for joy.
The Greeks had besieged the city for so long, and the common people were terrified. Now that the Greeks were about to be defeated, everyone had a reason to cheer and celebrate the victory of the Trojans.
Pei Zi Yun's chariot slowly headed towards the palace. On the way, people called out his name.
"Prince Paris."
"Prince Paris."
Loud cheers could be heard from the crowd, as they called out Prince Paris's name. Paris's bravery was not only spread among the heroes and princes, but even the common people knew of his deeds.
"The pitiful Trojans. After fighting for so long, they have only reached the peak. They are still far from victory." Pei Zi Yun waved to the people, and the chariot soon arrived at the palace gates. Pei Zi Yun alighted from the chariot and walked towards the palace.
In the palace, Hector, who had returned triumphantly, brought Patroclus's corpse back. He had already removed the armor that had originally belonged to Achilles from Patroclus's body.
The armor was originally a wedding gift given to Peleus and Thetis, the goddess of the sea, on their wedding day. Later, Peleus passed the armor on to his son, Achilles.
Hector was very pleased with himself, and he couldn't wait to put on the armor that he had stripped off.
Zeus saw that Hector was wearing Achilles' armor, and his face darkened. He shook his head solemnly and said in his heart, "Hector, you still don't know, but the God of Death is already standing beside you. You have killed Achilles' close comrade, removed his armor, and now you are wearing the armor of the Son of the Goddess. You will never be able to return to the city again. "
Zeus directly sentenced Hector to death, and this shocked Pei Zi Yun, who had just entered the palace.
In an instant, the priest's senses made him see a scene — the sun in the sky was extinguished, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Hector's eyes were filled with tears, and his body was stained with blood. Around him, the spirits of the underworld floated.
Pei Zi Yun's hair stood on end. He looked again, and everything returned to normal. The rays of the setting sun shone on Hector's body, but he knew that this was not an illusion.
"Hector is dead for sure this time. Zeus is so heartless, and this is revenge for his son."
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