Chapter 600： Death of Patroclus (2/2)
”Alas.” The arrow cut through the sky and fell towards Patroclus.
Patroclus rushed out and escaped the arrow, but Prince Kebrionus, not far away from him, was surprised by the sudden arrow.
”Alas.” The arrow pierced the forehead of Prince Brionas, and the tip of the arrow was revealed behind his head. The white object shot out with the blood arrow, and Prince Brionys freezed here instantly. For a moment, then suddenly fell to the ground, splashing a dust.
This change made everyone around the eyes startled, completely unexpected, and Brionys was considered to be embarrassed and died.
Patroclus and Hector's assassination stopped for a moment, and then he fell into a fierce assassination. Hector's spear came up with a spear, but he still couldn't take it.
At this moment, Pei Ziyun felt the peep of death, and Apollo was wandering near the two.
Pei Ziyun knew what was going on, shook his head, and sighed in his heart, ”Patrocross, you killed the son of Zeus, can you survive?”
On the Trojan battlefield, none of the heroes who killed God's son or daughter had a good end. Even if there was no need for punishment at the beginning of the war, they would still be liquidated by God afterwards.
Sure enough, Apollo, who was hiding nearby, was already impatient. While fighting, he turned his back and slammed his hands on Patrocross's back.
Although protected by the armor, Patroclus couldn't bear it, fell out, the helmet fell, the feathers were covered with dust and blood, but the spear was held in his hand.
Facing the good opportunity, did Hector have missed the truth, immediately bullied himself, waved his spear, and only slammed into Patrocross's abdomen, the spear tip was always on his back. Come out.
A large amount of blood sprayed out of Patroclus' mouth and back, and instantly became red.
Looking at this, Hector shouted loudly and said happily, ”Haha, Patroclus! You want to turn our city into ruins, take our women away, and ship them back home to be slaves!”
”But now you are going to die!”
Hector had reason to be pleased that the Trojans had to wipe out the entire Greek coalition. It was only because of the appearance of Patroclus that the Greek coalition fell back, and the Trojans, who had all the advantages, steadily returned.
At this time, Patroclus was killed. Except for Achilles, who did not shoot in the Greeks, threatened Troy, and no one could stop Troy from winning. Hector seemed to see the dawn of victory.
Patroclus looked at Hector and replied with a weak voice: ”You're grateful. Before I die, I can see the gods. It is Zeus and Apollo that make it easy for you to win, if not God. Get involved in war, my spear will kill you. ”
”But ... one thing ... I can predict ... Hector, your ... bad luck is coming ... and it's ... and ... I know ... you will die in the hands of ... ! ”
After Patroclus had spoken ~ ~ his head hung silently, and he was dead, and then a little ghost, he went to the field of hades.
He is guilty of killing the Son of God.
The death of Patroclus took a serious blow to the Greeks, and the Trojans watched this Greek who had been slaughtering his heroes and soldiers, and finally died in the hands of the great Hector, all cheering for a while .
”Hector.”
”Hector.”
The sound was loud and loud, and the Trojans were infected throughout the battlefield. They didn't know it was Apollo's intervention, but only cheered on the heroes.
”Patrocross is dead, Achilles will be furious.”
”In fact, from the perspective of destiny, the sharp contradiction between Achilles and Agamemnon actually gave Achilles a chance to give him a chance to stay away.”
”But now that Patroclus is dead, the furious Achilles will storm the battlefield at all costs, killing Troy heroes everywhere, and bringing his fate to death.”
Watching Hector jump down and want to peel off Patroclus's body on the spot, Pei Ziyun immediately felt the death.
”The rich death was in Patroclus, and after his death, it quickly moved to Hector.”
”The breath of death is too strong, almost like black clouds.”
Knowing this, another Greek hero came to protect Patroclus's corpse, and a new battle was born. He didn't want to do this. Only by temporarily ending the battle could he obtain Zeus' tears.
Pei Ziyun hurried forward to persuade: ”Brother, you have been exhausted after many battles, and it's getting late, and you will lead someone back to the city with Patrocross's body.”
”Here, leave it to me.”