Hector put on the armor and became the victor. This armor was considered a spoil of war. He kept showing it off, attracting more attention.
Pei Zi Yun knew that Hector's actions would undoubtedly incur the wrath of the gods. The gods of Mount Olympus hated the arrogance and blasphemy of humans. Plundering the wealth that the gods had bestowed upon humans was one of them.
"Hector, this will hasten your arrival at the end of your destiny."
"You can plunder the wealth of mortals. But if you obtain a treasure that the gods gave to humans, then you should respectfully offer it to the gods so that they can take it back."
"Only what the gods give you is yours. If they don't give it to you, you are not allowed to take it."
"This is why I advised you not to think about obtaining it. But now you have obtained the armor."
Pei Zi Yun shook his head. Hector was the backbone of Troy. He was the future heir to the throne. If he died, the whole of Troy would suffer a huge blow.
In the past, when Hector died, Troy was destroyed. But it was different now. Pei Zi Yun was here. Even if Hector wasn't here, he could continue to support Troy.
Although he knew that Hector was about to die, Pei Zi Yun couldn't say it under the watchful eyes of the gods. He only said, "Father, brother, I have a suggestion."
Pei Zi Yun always gave constructive suggestions at crucial times. Everyone was used to it.
At this point, King Priam and Hector heard Pei Zi Yun's words and turned their gazes towards him. They were filled with anticipation as they waited for Pei Zi Yun to speak.
"Paris, what suggestion do you have?" Priam couldn't help but ask.
Pei Zi Yun said, "Father, brother, in this war, many heroes from both sides died. Their corpses fell into the hands of the other side."
Of course, Priam and Hector knew about this. They had even discussed the idea of using money to redeem the corpses of the heroes and princes. But they gave up on it due to various reasons.
"I suggest that the weapons and armor are the spoils of war for both sides. They should be kept by both sides. But the corpses can be exchanged."
"The Greeks will agree to exchange? Although they have lost more heroes and princes than us, it doesn't guarantee that they will agree. "Priam was very tempted. His own son had been killed and captured by the Greeks.
"Father, I believe it's possible. We can exchange with them. They also have corpses of heroes and princes that they want to redeem. The corpse of Patroclus, who was just killed by brother, is one of them. We can exchange for a few corpses."
Pei Zi Yun's thoughts were actually similar to those of others. It's just that they didn't think about it as clearly as Pei Zi Yun, and thus didn't voice it out. These words were undoubtedly able to move King Priamos. He needed to exchange for the corpses of the heroes and princes that had been lost on the battlefield. This would allow his family to feel a sense of relief.
King Priam thought about it and felt that Paris's suggestion was good. and agreed, "Pei," and said. and agreed, "Pei Zi Priam said.
He was very confident in Paris's ability to handle matters. Up till now, Paris's tasks had always been completed beautifully. Not a single one of them was sloppy or sloppy. Hence, Pei Zi Yun was in charge of everything.
But as soon as he finished speaking, tears rolled down his face. This time, his son and his allies had died. His heart was filled with grief. He used his hands to wipe the tears off his face.
His sympathy for the dead made the people around him look at him with respect.
Although there were people who were injured or died in the previous battles, none of the princes had died. Today's battle was too intense. There were many princes and heroes who had died.
Pei Zi Yun had received Priam's orders to take full responsibility for this matter. He didn't want to disturb Priam too much, so he took his leave.
After exiting the palace, he turned a few corners and came to the place where the corpses of the heroes and princes were placed. The corpses were stripped naked. There was blood everywhere, and intestines were flowing out.
"Clean all the corpses."
"Use a needle and thread to stitch up the wounds."
"After all the corpses are cleaned, place them on the wooden beds. Apply some balm on them and put on new clothes. Cover everyone with a linen quilt."
"All the expenses will be paid by me. Go quickly." Pei Zi Yun ordered loudly, "Also, prepare a ritual. We will make a simple sacrifice to the gods so that the heroes and princes can be cleansed."
The servants in the palace immediately got to work. Some washed the corpses, while others made beds. There was wood in the warehouse, so they immediately made wooden beds. An hour later, the corpses were lying peacefully on the wooden beds, as if they had fallen asleep.
At this point, Pei Zi Yun raised his cup and poured it on the ground. He was praying for the souls of the dead heroes and princes. Finally, he said to the soldiers, "Follow me and send these corpses to the Greek camp."
"Aeneas, come with me!"
"No problem." Aeneas knew that it wasn't safe to go alone, so he immediately agreed.
The soldiers received the order and loaded the corpses onto the chariot. The chariot slowly moved towards the Greek camp.
Greek Camp
At this point, the camp was filled with burn marks. Some of the tents had been burnt down, but the stone houses were still intact.
The camp was bustling with activity. Everyone was busy treating the wounded, collecting the corpses, counting the supplies, repairing the boats, and setting up tents.
At this point, Menelaus returned to the camp and found Antirochus in the midst of the chaos.
Antirochus saw that King Menelaus of Sparta had come to find him. He was puzzled and asked, "Respected King of Sparta, what business do you have with me?"
"Don't you know, Antirochus?" Menelaus said.
"Know what?" Antirochus asked.
"There is a god who caused us to meet with disaster." Menelaus went straight to the point. Actually, he wasn't the only one who knew this. Everyone knew that this god was the God of Thunder, Zeus.
Menelaus could only refer to Zeus as a god, but not by his real name. Zeus didn't like mortals speaking ill of him behind his back. If he knew that a mortal dared to slander him, he would definitely take revenge.
"In the battle just now, the Trojans won. Although Patroclus was very strong, he met Hector and was killed by Hector's spear. The Greeks have lost their bravest hero."
"Hector also took his armor and body."
Menelaus' words were like a bolt from the blue. Antirochus' body shook. He didn't expect that Patroclus would be killed on the battlefield.
"Now, only one person braver than him is still alive, and that is Achilles. Quickly go to Achilles' barracks and tell him this sad news. "
When Antirochus heard the bad news brought back by Menelaus, his face was covered with tears. He stood there in a daze for a long time before he reacted. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the warship. He wanted to tell this sad news to Achilles.
He could already imagine how sad Achilles would be when he heard the news and found out that his good friend Patroclus had died on the battlefield.
He ran all the way to the warship, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Achilles was still the same as before, sitting in front of the warship in deep thought. No one came to disturb him. When he had nothing to do, he liked to be alone and lost in thought. Whether it was in Troy or in the palace, he was always like this. At this time, when he saw Antirochus rushing over, he had a bad premonition. He muttered to himself, "Why is Antirochus running towards the warship in panic? My mother once prophesied that while I was still alive, the bravest hero of Myrmiduna would die at the hands of the Trojans. Could it be that this prophecy has come true? "
Just as he was thinking, he heard Antirochus say loudly to Achilles, "Hey, Achilles, our Patroclus is dead. Hector has taken his body and armor."
He spoke very quickly, but to Achilles, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Although Achilles had a bad premonition, when he really heard the terrible news that Patroclus, who was alive and well just a moment ago, had gone out and would never come back, he still felt his vision go black. Suddenly, his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground. He scooped up the soil with both hands and scattered it on himself. Then, he threw himself on the ground and pulled at his hair, crying loudly. Hearing the crying, Antirochus felt a burst of panic in his heart. He quickly grabbed Achilles' hands, worried that he would suddenly pull out his sword and kill himself.
Aegean Sea, Palace
Nereus was the son of Pontos and Gaia. He symbolized the friendly side of the sea and lived in the Aegean Sea. He had the power of prophecy. Although Poseidon had replaced the Titans' rule over the sea, he was still the god of the sea, and he had many daughters.
At this time, one of his daughters, Thetis, was in the palace. When she heard Achilles' crying, she could not help but sob.
Thetis had no idea why Achilles was crying. Now that she heard the crying, she also felt a burst of sorrow in her heart.
"Oh my god," Thetis said to her sisters.
"I gave birth to such a noble, brave, and handsome son, but he will never be able to return to his father's palace!"
"He has encountered countless misfortunes, and I can do nothing to help his fate. Now, I must go see my beloved son. I want to hear what kind of sad things he has encountered."
"Wasn't he sitting next to the warship and watching the battle just now? Why is he crying so sadly now? "
Thetis had been paying attention to Achilles' movements. She was well aware of Achilles' situation in the Greek camp. In fact, she also knew what had happened, but she could not bear to see Achilles so grief-stricken.
As she spoke, she left the palace with her sisters, came to the shore, and walked towards the crying Achilles.
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