Chapter 736: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_4 Chapter 736: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)_4 At once, the entire fleet, slowly approaching the shore, resembled a group of porcupines riddled with spikes, leaving no place for the enemy to strike.
Then, the cabins opened, and troops in neat formation progressively stepped onto the land that once belonged to Troy, showcasing their formidable aspect.
Sparta’s phalanx moved as quick as the wind and as quiet as the forest, their brave aura as majestic and unbreakable as a mountain;
The astrologers and alchemists from Corinth, proficient in magic, quickly constructed barracks on the open ground;
Amazon Warriors from Paradise Island, each tall and robust, imbued with divinity, seemed like battle fairies walking through the Mortal World, spreading quickly around for surveillance, both on foot and horseback;
Following them, the Divine Blood Guard from various city-states and ordinary soldiers also took their places, setting up simple defensive structures…
Throughout the process, they hardly left the enemy any opportunity to exploit.
Atop Troy City, Hector observed all of this, his eyes slowly clouding with gloom.
He had to admit, the opponent was strong!
Even if he went personally into battle with Troy’s finest Divine Blood Guard, the performance might not surpass that of the enemy.
If he had a choice, he truly did not want to be enemies with such adversaries.
But alas, this war was not about choices or right and wrong, it was about where you stood!
With that thought, Hector composed his somewhat disordered thoughts and issued a thunderous shout, almost with a roar:
“Raise shields, prepare for battle!”
On the city wall, each of Troy’s Divine Blood Guard, clad in tough linen under their bronze helmets and armor, shifted from a relaxed posture with long spears resting on their shoulders and shields at their sides, to swiftly lifting their shields and striking their bronze spears heavily against them.
A burst of metallic clanging noises echoed like a thunderstorm. The divine patterns activated on their weapons and armor illuminated, creating a luminescent trail spreading over the majestic Troy City Wall.
As this brilliance arose, the Trojans’ spirits, initially dampened, began to lift, gradually overcoming the fear of the vast army outside the city.
From the shadowy cabin, Luo En watched the Troy’s Guardian handling the situation coolly, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Diana approached, nodding:
“Of course, he’s one of Troy’s most commendable individuals, I believe his name is Hector?”
So it was him? No wonder…
Luo En nodded thoughtfully, then turned to glance at the “Achilles,” who was drastically different from the one in the epic, and asked with interest:
“How certain are you of winning if you face him?”
Diana raised her right hand, extending three fingers.
Luo En was slightly surprised:
“Within three moves, I’ll defeat him!”
Diana proudly stated, tilting her sleek chin like a proud swan.
Luo En watched his daughter, unable to suppress a chuckle.
This inherent flamboyance and arrogance, hardly resembled him and Thetis.
“What? Don’t you believe it?” a misunderstanding Diana, defensive, snatched up her sword and shield, “Then wait and see, I’ll defeat him right now!”
Luo En quickly grabbed Diana, eager to show off, and gently laughed: “Hold on, good steel should be used on the blade’s edge, it’s not your turn yet.”
Hearing her father’s subtle compliment, Diana felt quite satisfied and calmed down, curiously asking:
“Then who do you plan on sending first?”
Luo En simply smiled, quietly watching the battlefield.
At that moment, Helen had already led the priests from the various city-states to light the Sacred Flame, burnt the spices, completed the pre-battle sacrifices and prayers to the Pantheon of Gods, and came alone to the foot of Troy City Wall, shouting to Hector atop the ramparts:
“I request to meet my sister, Clytemnestra, to have a proper conversation with her, hoping to avoid this war.”
Hector nodded, waving for a priest nearby to relay the message.
Unfortunately, the Resonance Technique turned pitch black, clearly showing that the Queen of Mycenae refused to respond.
Perhaps due to the shame of facing her sister Helen, or fearing intentions to banish her out of the city.
Expecting this, Hector offered an apologetic smile to Helen and pondered:
“I’m sorry, Lady Helen, Clytemnestra is now my brother Paris’ wife, and Troy has a duty to protect her from outsiders.”
“Trojans, you go too far!”
Anticipating this as well, Helen coldly issued the rebuke, then turned her head towards someone behind her.
“Brother-in-law, I’ve asked the question for you, the next step is your call.”
Amidst the crowd, Agamemnon, feeling the focused gazes upon him, suddenly looked a bit green.
You’re the Alliance Commander, and you’re asking me? Isn’t that putting me on the spot?
What do I do? My wife ran off with a pretty boy, how can I, as a man, handle this?
As more and more gazes fell on him, Agamemnon closed his eyes and issued a high, grievous roar:
“Trojans, this is your own choice, fight!”
Without waiting for Hector’s response from the city walls, Helen shouted out loud:
“Good, Mycenaeans, it’s time to avenge your king! Please secure victory in the first battle!”
Instantly, hearing the order, the Mycenaean crowd surged with spirits, eagerly clutching their swords and shields, surrounding their dishonored king, and charged towards Troy’s city walls.
Agamemnon, swept forward by the crowd, looking at the motionless allies behind and the towering Troy City Wall in front, turned his grief into strength and drew his sword and roared:
“Everyone, take down Troy!”
At this moment, Luo En, watching the drama unfolding from the ship, snickered.
Helen, this girl, after hundreds of years, has also learned to be mischievous.