Hector spoke, "Andromache, there is always a voice in my heart ordering me to fight in the most intense battle. Although I have a premonition that Troy will be destroyed one day, along with my father, Priam, and the people. "
Hearing this, Pei Zi Yun was silent.
"This may be the will of Apollo."
"Or even the will of the gods."
"Not only is Hector the strongest hero of Troy, but he also bears the responsibility of killing as many Greeks as possible. Hector must charge and break through the enemy lines until he kills too many people and reaches the end of the world."
"I did not expect Hector himself to have this realization."
"That's right. Hector is a powerful hero. In his blood flows the blood of Zeus, River God Scamander, and even Aphrodite. Through various signs, he can determine the final fate of Troy and the fate of his people."
When the war of Troy first broke out, Hector may not have been able to see it clearly. But after many years of war, some of the hidden truths gradually surfaced, and he was more clear about the nature of this war.
No matter how the Trojans and Greeks fought, the final outcome was actually arranged by the gods. Neither side had the right to decide who the final winner was.
And after many years of observation, Hector clearly felt that other than a few gods who protected Troy, most of the gods favored the Greeks.
The reason why the Greeks were forced into such a miserable state was actually because of the gods' manipulation. In other words, the gods wanted the Greeks to fall into a miserable state. As for the reason, Hector was not clear at the moment. He only smiled slightly bitterly. "Troy will be destroyed, and this makes me sad all the time. But what saddens me more is that you will suffer."
"If I fail, the Greeks will snatch you back and make you a slave. You will spin and weave, carry water for irrigation, and everyone who sees you will say — Hey, look, this is Hector's wife."
"Thinking of this, I would rather die now."
All the Trojans tried their best to avoid the fact that the Trojans might lose, including King Priam, the elders, and the princes. When Hector himself was outside, he also tried his best not to think about the possibility of failure.
But when he was alone, Hector had to think about the Trojan War and the possibility of the Trojans' defeat, and just thinking about this and the possible fate of his wife and children left him in anguish.
Hector could only do his best to win this war, even though he knew that the possibility was getting smaller and smaller.
Hector smiled bitterly again as he said this, and stretched out his arms to the child, who wept and clung to the maidservant's breast, frightened at the sight of the horse's mane fluttering on his father's bronze helmet.
"But this is all Paris's fault. He brought war to Troy." In the past, Androma would have obediently kept quiet when she said that, but today, her face was pale as she shouted loudly.
There was a strong sense of foreboding in her heart, and she had always thought that this war was Paris's fault. Otherwise, Troy would not have suffered such a terrible war.
It was understandable for Androma to have such a thought. Not only her, but as the war became more and more tragic, many people in Troy had the same thought. If Pei Zi Yun had not been chosen by the General Assembly to go to Greece, the situation now would be even more difficult.
Hector knew more through years of careful observation, but he did not see it this way. He shook his head slightly. "Dear Androma, after these years, I have also understood that this war has nothing to do with Paris. It was God who wanted to bring disaster to Troy."
"Even if Paris did not bring war to Troy, someone else would have ignited this war. Dear Androma, this war is unavoidable, and it cannot be changed by anyone's will."
"Also, Androma, you have to admit that Paris's contribution to this war is no less than mine."
"Without Paris's advice and strategy, as well as their brave and tenacious fighting, the Trojans would not have gained the advantage they have now in this war."
Pei Zi Yun, who was hiding in the corner, was silent. He felt sad. In history, the Trojans had never obtained such an advantage. Hector was right.
"So you don't have to be too prejudiced against Paris. If Troy does not have me, but as long as he is here, I believe that the Greeks will not be able to do anything to you."
Hector was still full of confidence in his brother. Not to mention military strength, in terms of strategy, no one in Troy possessed that.
Hector looked at his children, Astyanax and Androma, his eyes filled with tenderness. He took off his helmet and placed it on the ground, kissed his cute son, and hugged him and rocked him.
He looked up to the sky and prayed to God, "Zeus and all the gods, let my son be like me, and become a role model for the Trojans!"
"Let him become strong and rule Troy, so that one day the people will say that he is braver than his father, Hector, and let his mother be happy for him!"
As he spoke, tears rolled down his face. Hector held back his tears and placed his son in his wife's hands. His wife, Androma, hugged the child in her arms, and tears also flowed down her face.
Hector's premonition was stronger. He even had a premonition that this time, he might not be able to return. But he was the heir of Troy, the great hero Hector, and he had to go into battle without hesitation.
His pride and his dignity allowed him to face everything calmly even though he had a bad premonition.
Hector caressed his wife's cheeks and sobbed, "My poor wife, don't be sad. No one dares to go against God's will and kill me, but no one can escape their own fate!"
These words were very direct. If God did not let him die, then no one could kill him. And if God wanted him to die, even if he did not go into battle, he would not be able to escape his fate.
When Hector finished speaking, he put on his helmet again and turned to leave his wife, Androma, and son, Astyanax.
Androma hugged his son and cried sorrowfully. Looking at Hector's figure gradually disappearing from her sight, she only muttered, "Hector, I am so sad. God, please don't send an unfortunate fate to me."
When Hector turned to leave, his footsteps were still steady. Facing the impending battle and his possible fate, he did not show any signs of panic.
When Hector turned around, he saw Pei Zi Yun standing there, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Instantly, the two brothers fell into a moment of silence.
At this time, the sun gradually rose, but it was covered by a layer of clouds. A pale white sun pierced through the clouds, adding a sense of unease and desolation to the sky.
Three days ago, when Pei Zi Yun saw Hector in the palace, he knew that Hector's fate had arrived. Although it was earlier than in history, this battle had also reached its climax earlier than expected.
Pei Zi Yun did not continue his silence. Suddenly, he said, "Brother, although Androma does not like me, no matter what, I will protect her and your child."
Pei Zi Yun could only do this for Hector. He did not become a god, so he could not change Hector's fate.
Now, the final fate was coming, and he believed that Hector also had a premonition.
When Hector heard this, he replied gently, "My good brother, Paris, I am very comforted by your words. You are a brave man, but let us talk about this in the future!"
"Now, let us fight side by side."
As soon as he finished speaking, the system shook, and a Plum Blossom appeared in front of him. It quickly enlarged and became a transparent information interface with a faint sense of light.
"Mission: Protect Androma and Astyanax (Incomplete)."
"If that's the case, the mission does not even have the option to save Hector."
"Why did Hector die?" Pei Zi Yun looked at Hector, who was wearing Achilles' Godly Armor, and had an epiphany.
"The Battle of Troy was to kill Achilles, and also to reduce the number of heroes, but the Greeks must obtain the final victory."
"So, the Greeks can have a hero die, but they cannot collapse."
"Hector, who was wearing Achilles' Godly Armor, already had the possibility of destroying the Greeks. Therefore, the gods on the side of the Greeks will unanimously agree to destroy Hector."
"So, if you don't wear the Godly Armor, you can live, but if you wear it, you must die."
"Even I, in fact, have buried the hidden danger of death — I wore the armor that Ares gave to his daughter."
"When I wear it, it is equivalent to the gaze of the Grim Reaper, but my ranking is after Hector."
"Princess Hippolyte's good intentions were like a talisman to my death. At that time, I did not check, and it was equivalent to accepting her death."
"Indeed, one wrong step, and every step is wrong. I won't even know how I died."
Once Pei Zi Yun came to his senses, he took a deep breath, and immediately felt the aura of death. He believed that Hector also had a premonition, and could not help but admire Hector for being able to maintain a gentle attitude. Indeed, there are heroes in every world. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "You are right, let us fight side by side now."
But Pei Zi Yun had been through many battles, and once he came to his senses, a sinister and cunning nature arose. He asked, "System, can I spend some Fate Points to increase Achilles' Good Omens?"
As he said this, his smile was so cold that it made people shiver. Then, he heard the System tremble, and a message was transmitted.
"You can? That will do. "
"No, no, I don't need five Fate Points to increase Good Omens. I only need to spend one Fate Point to increase Good Omens."
"Because the gods are already very wary of Achilles. It doesn't need to be much, just a little bit is enough for the gods to make up their minds."
"And before I kill Achilles, in order to prevent Achilles from breaking through Fate, I will not die."
Achilles was in big trouble. Once he broke through Fate, or rather, Zeus had given him a death wish, he could really become a god, and that would bring about even more problems.
"It's not my style to struggle at death's door."
"Since that's the case, I shall follow Fate. Before I kill Achilles, I shall force the gods to make a choice, and obtain what I want."
As Pei Zi Yun thought about this, the system vibrated once more. A Plum Blossom appeared in front of him, and expanded rapidly, turning into a transparent information interface.
"Mission: Your political skills have allowed you to control Fate. Use a Good Omen to force the gods to stand by your side and protect your safety."
At this point, the two brothers turned onto the main street.
Many chariots were waiting for them, and they were all soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles. When they saw the two of them, they shouted, "Prince Hector."
"Prince Paris."
At first, it was the soldiers who shouted. Soon, the citizens started shouting as well.
Today, the two of them had become the backbone of the city. Pei Zi Yun couldn't help but smile. He invited Hector to go up first, before he jumped up as well. He waved to the citizens and commanded, "Open the city gates, let's go to war!"
Note 1: Pei Zi Yun truly believed that being sly and cunning was a compliment to himself.
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