The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 733 - 141 Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k)

Chapter 733: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k) Chapter 733: Chapter 141: Allies in Trouble, Steadfast as a Mountain (6.6k) Troy.

Several strands of morning sunlight pierced through the pristine clouds, casting their light upon the towering walls that stood dozens of meters tall. The Hermes Script engraved on the surfaces of mud bricks and stones shimmered under the sunlight, emitting an ancient and sacred aura.

The ancestors of the Trojans were “Dardanos,” the child born from the union of Divine King Zeus and the Titan Goddess Electra.

Thanks to this noble bloodline, their ancestor Dardanos had once summoned the assistance of a Giant God to build the city of Troy together.

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Moreover, during the construction process, it was said that Divine King Zeus himself descended to the Lower Realm and bestowed one of his Guardian God statues to Troy.

Knowing this history, the Trojans took great pride in it. They firmly believed that their city-state was cherished by the Deities and would stand for a thousand years.

As usual, several squads of soldiers exiting their tents and yawning climbed up to the watchtowers on the city walls to commence their guard duty for the day.

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There were a total of eight watchtowers, with the most magnificent facing the Troy Plain and the Oceanus Coast in the northeast, positioned as the strategic throat of Troy City.

For this reason, the watchtower there was not only built most spectacularly but also had the strongest defenses, accompanied by a group of fortresses below. Once the soldiers ascended to the top of the tower, they could overlook the entire Troy Plain and the coastline.

However, due to the absence of war for over a century, the soldiers had gradually nicknamed the northeastern tower “Troy’s Best Scenic Overlook.”

In such splendid and sunny weather, if one could ascend this high tower, the vibrant Troy Plain, the vast vigorous blue Sea of Okeanos, and the golden coastal beaches would be captured in a single glance, offering a sense of serenity and delight.

When the time for guard change arrived, those in high spirits on top probably could eat several more bowls of food.

Just as the soldiers were murmuring about which squad would be lucky enough to rotate to such a favorable position, a sharp metallic clang suddenly erupted from the northeastern watchtower.

Ding Ding~~

After being stunned for several seconds, the soldiers stationed in other areas finally snapped to their senses.

The Disaster Bell! Someone had rung the Disaster Bell!

What had happened?

Looking in the direction of the sound, the soldiers from other watchtowers were stunned to see a cluster of sails on the blue sea, rapidly approaching the coast.

And on those fluttering sails, apparently embroidered were emblems easily discernible like double lions, the Sun, olive branches, owls, grapevines, and more.

The commanding officer on the city walls turned pale, his voice trembling:

“The Greeks! It’s a fleet of Greeks! Quickly, ring the Disaster Bell to warn everyone!”

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The Disaster Bells from all watchtowers chimed together, the sharp and urgent metallic crashing sounds echoing throughout the entire city of Troy.

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A quarter-hour later, in the Troy Temple.

The Prince of Troy, wearing bronze armor, with a full beard, and of a burly stature, rushed through the door.

“Father, the Greeks have attacked!”

At this moment, the old King Priam, who was praying with his family in the temple, heard the dire news; his body swayed, nearly stumbling and falling.

Beside him, his daughter and the Priest Cassandra, quick on her feet, hurriedly supported her elderly father. She then looked up at her brother Hector, who had just rushed over from the military camp, and asked:

“Who’s the commander of the enemy forces?”

“It seems to be the Spartans and Mycenaeans…”

Hector answered earnestly, his gaze inadvertently sliding towards his brother Paris standing behind their father and the certain beautiful woman whom he had eloped with from the Mycenaean Palace.

At the same time, the other sons and daughters of the old King had also reacted, all glaring at Paris and Clytemnestra, the Queen of Agamemnon, starting to angrily shout:

“Look what happened, I always said we shouldn’t have harbored this woman!”

“Now great, both powerful city-states of Sparta and Mycenae have joined forces against us!”

“She’s a curse; Troy will eventually be ruined by this woman!”

Knowing how the old King doted on Paris, his lost and found son, the rest of his sons and daughters directed their anger towards Queen Clytemnestra of Mycenae.

Amidst the surrounding cold remarks and continuous reprimands, the isolated Queen Clytemnestra’s complexion turned increasingly pale, quickly hiding behind her lover Paris.

Seeing this, the princes and princesses became even more intense, shouting:

“Tie her up and hand her over to Agamemnon; Sparta and Mycenae will surely withdraw their troops!”

“You’re right, that’s what we should do!”

Hearing these words, Clytemnestra’s face turned ashen.

As a close confidante, she was well aware of her husband Agamemnon’s ruthless nature; if she were sent back, she wouldn’t survive.

“No! I don’t want to go back!”

However, with the enemy army looming outside the city, no one on the scene cared about the thoughts of this ill-fated couple; they immediately shouted towards the outside:

“Guards! Where are the guards? Come in now!”

Paris, watching the fierce Divine Blood Guards storm in, grew timid and hurriedly retreated with his lover.

Boom!

Just as several Guards advanced, a series of thunderclaps erupted in the sky as if in divine fury. Silvery arcs of lightning descended from the sky and instantly reduced the Guards near the altar to ashes.

Smelling the strong burnt scent in the air, the princes and princesses issuing orders turned deathly pale, trembling all over, and in fear, they looked behind Paris and Clytemnestra.

The Guardian God statue that Troy had been venerating for generations was glowing!

Hum!