To be king [Greek mythology]

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The Spartan warriors were a little unhappy and looked at Minos with a bad look.

Crete has many skilled craftsmen, isn't it just saying that Sparta is poor in talent and has no craftsmen?

Thurps twisted Minos hard, his face pale.

What nonsense!Not afraid of offending people.

"I tried it when I was in Salamis, and it worked well, so I shipped it directly with the ship," Minos said.

Surpus nodded, raised his left arm and waved lightly, the army behind him instantly made way for the warriors carrying the siege chisel to pass.

This thing must be placed at the forefront to open the way.

Surpus reached out and stroked the two teeth hanging on his neck, took a deep breath, and pinched the horse's belly to drive the horse forward next to the siege chisel.

The warriors stationed on the city wall of Athens stared wide-eyed at the huge monster they had never seen before, turned around and rushed into the city-state in a panic—he had to tell his king that the group of guys had a huge monster in their hands!

The scouts never reported the monster's existence!The warrior thought a little angrily.

After listening to his description, Theseus also raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the arch of his eyebrows was straightened instantly, "What about monsters? Can monsters defeat gods?"

The warrior was taken aback.

He wanted to say that Goddess Athena didn't seem to intend to take care of this matter, but as soon as this idea came to his mind, he was interrupted by the beam of light rising from the Parthenon Temple.

It was a colorful and soothing light, like a mother's hand touching everyone bathed in the light, just like the light that people in Athens bathed in when they went to the Parthenon to beg for divine favor.

Everyone can identify the origin of that divine light, it is——Athena!

The originally sluggish warriors of Athens opened their eyes wide, and burst into cheers instantly. The haze on everyone's faces dissipated, and what gathered again was tenacity and fearless excitement!

Surps looked at the beam of light rising into the sky that almost dispelled the darkness of the day outside the city, squinted his eyes, and for a while, sneered and said coldly: "Small tricks can fool those simple-minded fools."

However, there are enough simple-minded fools to complicate this war.

"Let's go at full speed!" Surpus raised his voice: "Unscrew the heads of those shrinking turtles from their shells!"

The Spartan warriors sharpened their knives, and the hostility accumulated for a long time erupted instantly with the king's words: "Kill——!"

The killing sound pierced the sky, almost shaking the beam of light in the city of Athens!

"Siege attack!" Thurps roared, overwhelming the shouts of thousands of people, and exploded in everyone's ears like rolling thunder.

Accompanied by the loud sound of the siege chisel smashing hard on the city gate, and seeing that the city gate was cracked by a blow, Surpus raised his arm and waved the weapon in his hand, pulled the reins, and issued an order to the Spartan army behind him. Order.

"—Crush them!"

Chapter 88

The king's order was what the Spartan warriors had longed for. Almost at the moment when Thurpus' words fell, several quiet and dormant ladders in the team suddenly stood up, and the shoulders of the warriors who were pulling the rope were instantly strangled with red marks. Almost bleeding, but the excitement on their faces was not diminished by the pain.

——As long as they think of the glory they can get after winning this victory, these warriors rush forward fearlessly.

The guards who drew their bows and arrows on the city wall of Athens were stunned by this momentum. They were slightly stunned and then came back to their senses amid the general's roar.

The divine light from the Parthenon in the city of Athens was like the eyes of Athena. A subtle sense of loss and shame filled the hearts of the Athenian warriors. Under another wave of orders, he opened his bow and arrow again, his eyes burning.

As the king and the general who led this war, Thurps led the vanguard straight to the city gate!

The first blow of the siege gouge failed to smash the gate of Athens, but a crack appeared in the strong gate under the terrible impact!

The Athenian guards on the city wall squinted at the terrifying giant beast that was preparing for the second attack, and they seemed to be able to feel the huge earthquake just now under their feet.

No one is more shocked than the general defending the city standing on the city wall facing the first wave of the Spartan army's all-out attack. The Spartan army came, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and he raised it above his head, "The bow and arrow are ready——!"

In any case, he couldn't let the Spartan army rush into the city directly. This would be a huge blow to morale. If he was defeated so quickly under the impact of the Spartan army, he would feel ashamed even if he died.

The light behind him that dispelled the cloudy sky made the general feel the long-lost warmth and great courage. He took a deep breath, swung the long sword in his hand, and pierced the air to make a whistling sound of wind!

"Shoot the arrows!!!" the general roared, staring closely at the Spartan king who was rushing to the front of the line, his eyes widened, almost bleeding.

Thurps, who was burying his head on the horse and charging forward, looked up, met the general, raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and curved his mouth into an extremely mocking arc.

"Ladder!" Thurpus shouted, flicking his whip vigorously, the horse under his crotch neighed, and instantly surpassed the siege chisel that was preparing for the second impact, and directly slammed into the city wall!

Thurpus turned over and dismounted before the horse slammed into the city gate, and the warriors carrying the ropes put the ladder on the city wall of Athens in a tacit understanding. Pusi rushed to the bottom of the ladder in a few steps, clung to the ladder like a gust of wind, and climbed up the city wall of Athens before everyone could react.

Minos, who was following him, cursed secretly, pulled the rein in his hand, pulled down the horn hanging from his waist, and blew with all his breath.

Not everyone can hear the general's voice. In a chaotic battlefield, horns and flags are important tools to convey the general's orders.

A short horn sounded throughout the entire Spartan camp, followed by a long blast—meaning they were going to make the strongest wave of shock.

This order came abruptly, and the rhythm was too fast, but on the battlefield, the general's order is everything.

The well-trained Spartan army quickly adjusted their formation, and the vanguard warriors in armor rushed to the bottom of the ladder in black, like a surging black torrent, followed their king, and climbed upstream to the top of Athens. city ​​walls!

Surpus clenched the long sword in his hand, and did not respond after hearing the sound of the horn—in fact, the order issued by Minos was exactly what he needed now, and he and his lover had always been so tacit .

The king of Sparta killed the Athenian guard who was trying to pull the iron hook of the ladder from the defensive base. He put the long sword in front of him to block the attacks from the side, and his eyes flickered in the crowd , looking for the face that met him at that moment.

Surps certainly knew that killing the general would be a devastating blow to the morale of Athens. Even if they got the beam of light behind them, faith might not necessarily overshadow the fear of death.

"Rocks!! Push them back!!" The general defending the city quickly issued an order, seeing the Spartan king rushing straight up, feeling a little flustered, and the hand holding the long sword was sweating.

Everyone knew that the king of Sparta was excellent in leading troops and governing the city-state. This king rarely participated in battles in person, and even when he did, he always observed the battle situation from behind and gave orders.

No one had ever told him that the King of Sparta was as powerful in battle—never!

Of course, others couldn't understand Thurps' excitement about finally being able to take back the city-state he was born in, and the excitement about fulfilling his long-cherished wish filled his mind, leaving him almost no time to think about other things.

Thurpus's face was stained with blood, and the touch of the long sword piercing the flesh made him feel fascinated like never before.

He seemed to have returned to the day when Syreis was breached. It was also so warm, and there was a smell of blood everywhere. The neighing of war horses and the panicked screams of the people seemed to make everything fall into chaos and noise.

Now, however, it was not his people, not his Syreis, that were slaughtered, but the invaders, those Athenians with the blood and soul of the Syreis on their hands.

Thurps thought there was no sound better than the dying screams of these hideous invaders.

The madness in his eyes frightened the young guards, and the weapons in their hands seemed to have become less sharp.

"Stop them!! Push the rock down!!!" The general's voice was a little trembling, looking at the Spartan warriors whose eyes could hardly capture any fear of death, the guards kept hearing the sound The cry of the Athenian warrior being slain.

The huge boulder that had been prepared two days ago was pushed down from the city wall by several people, and they followed the ladder like scavengers, knocking down the Spartan warriors on the ladder one by one.

However, it was not enough, there were still many Spartan troops left on the ladder, and behind them, more warriors rushed up, and the sacrifice of their companions made their eyes bloody.

Surps looked at the general at a distance from him, who kept giving orders and looked at him from time to time, the contempt in his eyes could not be more obvious.

The general didn't even have the courage to tell his subordinates that the opposite king had broken through them