However, the man standing on the chariot, Kratos, shot down Agamemnon with an arrow, avenged his son, and was the great benefactor who dragged Troy out of the abyss of destruction. Even if this bald face is full of
Despite being unruly, he, the king, can still only treat others with courtesy.
The old king opened his arms and raised them high: "In the name of the gods and the ancestors of Troy, I praise you! Great warrior Kratos! Your bravery makes the earth change color for you! Let millions
The Trojans fell in love with you——"
His arrogant speech naturally received a roaring response from the Trojan soldiers.
"Praise you! Kratos——"
After ten years of siege and lack of supplies, the Trojans had long been unable to afford the luxury of flower petals and scatter them all over the sky. But today, after their triumph, they took out the brass armor they had stolen from the Greeks and threw them into the sky.
That glittering look is absolutely stunning.
It’s just that Ange wanted to complain: You look so handsome when you scatter copper pieces now. When I pick them up later, you will cry.
Here, the horns are blowing and the drums are playing.
The Trojans tried their best to stage this triumphal ceremony.
Ange was also very smart. He waved and two Amazon female warriors carried Achilles' body up.
"Your Majesty! I offer you the body of Achilles!"
Of course, the armor was taken off, and Ange put on Achilles' armor without hesitation, declaring his possession of the spoils to everyone.
The old king's eyelids twitched slightly, but his words were unambiguous: "Thank you! Warrior! You let my son's soul rest in peace!"
He changed the topic and continued: "The despicable Achilles once desecrated my son's corpse. However, we Trojans are different from him. Desecrating the dead will easily make Hades, the god of the underworld, displeased! Therefore, we Trojans
As the victor, I, your King Priam, have decided to spare Achilles' body."
As a father, he didn't want to play with whipping corpses, so the other Trojans naturally had no objection.
What's more, showing generosity and kindness has always been the exclusive right of the winner.
Immediately a general came up next to him, waved his hand, and asked the Greek soldiers to take Achilles' body captive and send it back.
The king stared at Ange's very Spartan style Kuiye leather case, with unspeakable complex emotions in his eyes. Finally he said: "Thank you! Warrior! Your victory has allowed Troy to share the supreme glory.
.Come on, please enjoy this glory that belongs to you and enjoy the grand banquet!"
The old king spoke very politely, but Ange could feel a clear sense of alienation.
Indeed, it was the King of Sparta who started the war. It was also the Greeks headed by the King of Sparta who caused heavy losses to Troy. How could the old king trust a Spartan warrior?
Both the red face and the black face are your Spartans?
Of course, work on the countertop still needs to be done.
The old king came over kindly and gently took Ange's hand: "How is it? Great warrior, are you interested in joining Troy?"
The king's invitation was without sincerity, without any specific official position, without any real benefits, and he didn't even draw a piece of cake for Ange.
Interesting, this is exactly what Ange meant.
"I came here to help at the invitation of Penthesilea. Now that I have killed Achilles, my mission has been completed. If your Majesty allows it, I will leave after the dinner."
"Is this... so urgent? If you don't stay a few more days, at least enjoy the hospitality of us Trojans, and then witness the defeat of the Greeks with your own eyes!"
What the king said next is actually the key. The Greeks would not retreat, and he would not let Ange go no matter what.
Seeing that the Amazon Queen next to him also wanted to persuade him, Ange relaxed his expression: "Then let me see how enthusiastic the Trojans are."
The grand dinner party has begun!
Food that even the king himself would not normally eat was served one plate after another.
To be honest, Ange, who had tried Chinese delicacies, found the pickled food and bread made from old grains served by the Trojans simply unpalatable.
But this is already the best food the Trojans can provide, and Ange doesn't mind too much.
The only highlight was Troy's old wine.
As long as wine is stored well, the longer it lasts, the better.
Seeing the sallow and skinny dancer dancing hard, Ange wanted to laugh a little. The Trojans' move of swollen faces and pretending to be fat was really funny.
Penthesilea was injured and had to be treated.
Besides, Ange didn't see Helen.
Think about it, for the Trojans, Helen has long been transformed from a little fairy into a witch. Of course, sensible people know that the Greeks have their sights on the land of Troy. But ordinary Trojans will definitely blame Paris for causing trouble and put him in trouble.
Helen, the disaster star, was turned around.
Well now, Helen defeated Paris.
Ange could completely foresee that Helen would have a very difficult life in the future.
On the contrary, the two Amazon female warriors had to fight and had good food for a long time. Not only did they feel very good, they also kept rubbing themselves into Ange's arms.
At the banquet, countless Trojan heroes and generals came over to propose a toast. Thanks to Ange's good health, almost everyone drank a large drink with him.
If the Trojans did not seek death, this period of history could be corrected.
However, after Ange was hungover the next day, he was awakened by a loud noise. When he was confused, he didn't even notice that the clothes of the two Amazon women around him were still quite intact.
The mark they left on each other's bodies was probably because they vomited all over each other.
Ange got up in a daze. As soon as Ange came out of the dormitory and saw the huge wooden horse that had been pulled to the central square of the city, his heart dropped.
Coming!
Trojan Horse is coming!
But the foolish Trojans still believed that this was their booty.
"The Greeks are retreating!"
"The great hero Kratos killed the Greek coach Agamemnon yesterday! The Greeks were so scared that they ran away."
"Praise Kratos!"
The whole palace was full of excited Trojans running to tell them this great news.
Only the person involved, Ange, felt thunderous.
If the system hadn't prompted him to kill Agamemnon without any bullets, and if he hadn't known the world-famous allusion of "Trojan Horse", he might have believed it himself.
Now that there are rumors about him killing Agamemnon, he just wants to say——
I'm not! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!
Ange's face was ashen, and he had a dull expression when he put it on the leather holster.
At this time, Penthesilea's voice came: "Hey, isn't this the great hero Kratos who double-killed the Greek coach and the number one general?"
Looking at the smiling queen, Ange was extremely serious: "If I tell you that Agamemnon is definitely not dead, then what do you think about the Greeks withdrawing their troops?"