[Greek Mythology] Penglaiji Construction Team

The moonlight is like water, and the brazier is bright.

On the track where water and fire blend, the two players run back and forth.

The aristocratic long-distance runner has completed 23 rounds of the track, and only one more back and forth, the championship is in the bag.

A Chang has only completed sixteen round trips, and there is still one third of the journey.

The audience has long given up any hope for Ah Chang.Even Ah Chang's civilian companions cheered for Ah Chang's opponents.

The Trojans don't have that many crooked guts.

Whoever runs fast is the one blessed by God.Those who are blessed by God should be admired by all peoples.

Even at this moment, the God of War they believed in was toasting with the God of Dionysus in the clouds above the sea at the junction of Little Penglai and Troy.

Ah Chang stabilized his heart, the breath in his chest flowed smoothly, and he kept running on his feet.

Fang Chengmu also calmed down.He knew that he couldn't even show a trace of panic, if he was in a mess, A Chang would be in chaos.

No matter when, as long as there is no chaos, there is still hope.If you don't reach the end, you can turn around.

The noble long-distance runner let out a roar.

He only has one last track left!

His roar drew cheers from the audience outside the stadium.

But before the excitement of the crowd was over, the long-distance runner bent his knees and fell face down on the ground.

"What's the matter? Why did he lie down?"

"It's nothing to lie down for a while. The commoner boy behind is still eight laps away."

"When he ran to the seventh lap and suddenly got up and rushed over, that kid was desperate."

The nobles praised their companions for their wit and taunted Ah Chang.

"Hey, farmer, don't run away. He can reach the finish line with his hand."

"Come back next year. You have to practice more."

"How long do you practice as long as others practice. Don't compare."

Even the onlookers advised Ah Chang to rest.There was no suspense in the game, so it was boring to watch.

Ah Chang's heart was shaken again.

Although he was born as a commoner, he also has a sense of honor like an aristocrat.It's extremely insulting to lie down and wait for him to pass before the finish line like this!

As soon as he thought about it, he became angry again.

Fang Chengmu had no choice but to recite the formula three more times.

This is often the case for beginners of Dongtu Neigong.It's easy to get excited, but hard to calm down.It is necessary to keep the formula on the lips from time to time.

Ah Chang can be regarded as stabilizing his breath and pace again.No matter what others say, how they look at, how they ridicule him, he turns a deaf ear to it.

There is only one thing worth his attention right now, and that is to run 24 back and forth.

He doesn't compare himself to anyone else, he just wants to be himself.

Ah Chang felt that his whole body was becoming lighter and lighter.The surroundings became extremely quiet, no cheers could be heard, and no audience could even be seen.

He seemed to be alone, walking on the moon and the light, running along the fields and country roads.Just like when he was a child, he often ran aimlessly with bare feet, and he was never tired at that time.

He had no idea that when he ran to the last lap, the audience outside the field almost broke through the fence of the field.

People shouted to the noble players on the ground: "Get up! He's coming!"

The man did not get up.

Ah Chang didn't even notice that he was lying on the side.

Steady civilian runners stepped over the people lying on the ground and ran across the finish line first.

No one expected this result, not even Fang Chengmu who was sitting high on the referee's platform.

Fang Chengmu didn't even have time to announce the name of the champion.

An anxious crowd poured into the arena, surrounding A Chang and the noble players lying on the ground.

When people woke up the noble players angrily, they found that the poor young man had died of anger.

The aristocratic long-distance runner died horribly.There was no trace of blood on his face, his eyes were still open and fixed.But the eye sockets were sunken, revealing thick black bags under the eyes.

His body was stiff and tense, and even after he died, he still had some small twitches.There was a puddle of water from where he lay, the excrement of the incontinence.

He is a nobleman.How could a nobleman excrete wantonly like those irrational animals in public?

People can't understand.

But whatever they cannot comprehend, they attribute to the gods.

Everyone thought that the noble young man must have offended the gods at some point, so they cursed him while he was running.Take away both his glory and his life.

Death is not a terrible thing, what is terrible is being cursed by God to die.

Thinking of this level, the onlookers shrank back one after another, fearing that they would be punished by the gods for sympathizing with the dead.

Only Fang Chengmu didn't think so.

He kept his eyes wide open and cared about his surroundings, but he didn't see any gods.

Since it is not a natural disaster, it must be a man-made disaster.

Reminiscent of the sudden vigor and vigor of the deceased before his death, Fang Chengmu immediately recalled the poisoned poppy wine that drove Achilles mad.

Someone must have given the runner an addictive drug, which made him run faster than a beast, and eventually died of exhaustion on the track.

Fang Chengmu remembered that Pandaros ordered people to take the players away from the arena before the match.

He had just glanced at Pandaros, and he didn't expect this bastard to complain first.

"The death of our able-bodied citizens is all due to the curse of the Gentile Penglai."

The spokesperson of Pandaros testified plausibly.

"The wise general saw with his own eyes that the people of Penglai once recited the prayers of the old god of Tartarus. He wants to overthrow the rule of Zeus, and he has already learned the curse of the old god!"

Pandaros' cronies spread rumors among the crowd, saying that it was Fang Chengmu who said something like "emptiness" and "true energy" that caused the noble long-distance runner to fall to the ground.

The nobleman's anger was ignited, he raised his head and yelled for Fang Chengmu who was on the high platform to come down and give an explanation.

Fang Chengmu treats the common people very well on weekdays, and he is also the leader of the Flood Control Association.Most of the civilians sided with Fang Chengmu and would never believe that he did such a thing.They also shouted, telling the noble children not to slander others' innocence.

There was chaos in the arena.First, the two sides roared at the top of their voices, and then they pushed and shoved and scuffled into a ball, and it was even hard to tell whether there was an enemy or not.

In the final analysis, the rich and the poor have had a long-standing grudge, and by cheering for the athletes and instigating Fang Chengmu's affairs, the gang fought until the very end.

Fang Chengmu raised his voice by eight decibels on the high platform, but he couldn't tell them to stop.

Is it possible to subdue these gangsters without force?

Fang Chengmu glanced at his owl.

He can easily blow up a hurricane and calm everyone down.But in this way, his force value will be exposed, and it will even confirm his infamy for knowing the curse.

No, he can't make a move.

Forbearance, or forbearance.

Some of the rioters below stepped on the brazier and set himself on fire.The burning man ran around screaming and screaming, and finally hit the wooden foundation of the flying platform.

In an instant, the flying platform where Fang Chengmu was located was ignited by raging fire.

This, this, this can be tolerated?

If Brother Ying didn't let Brother Ying grab him and fly away, he would turn into coke.

Take advantage of the chaos and slip away.

In the firelight, Pandaros smiled triumphantly at him.

No matter how fierce the fighting was, there was always a group of people guarding Pandarus, keeping him far away from the mob.

Only then did Fang Chengmu understand that this was a conspiracy by Pandaros.

He should have thought of this earlier!

The purpose of winning the championship is to get the admission ticket of the royal guard, but why should they be the royal guard when everyone is dead.

It was all his conspiracy to ask the athletes to take drugs and die suddenly, and then stir up public anger and set fire to the platform.

However, Pandaros in Little Penglai used to be bad and bad, and he couldn't be called cunning.When did he become so dark-bellied?

Fang Chengmu didn't have time to think about it, the fire was about to burn the flying platform.

Pandaros fixed his eyes on him, clearly trying to catch the moment when he displayed his magic power.

It turns out that this is the real plan of Pandaros.He can't win or burn Fang Chengmu to death, but he can make the people of the city-state abandon Fang Chengmu!

Fang Chengmu never hated anyone so much.

He couldn't help cursing like an ordinary Trojan: "Despicable Pandarus, may Zeus's lightning strike your back!"

Pandaros could not hear.

His ears were filled with the sounds of the citizens fighting, and the crackling fire of the flying platform.

He wants to see how long Fang Chengmu can last!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

Fang Chengmu raised his head, could the curse still work?

Lightning is not the exclusive property of Zeus.The sons of Zeus can also bring lightning when they appear on the stage.It's just that the lightning from the sons doesn't hurt people.

The God of War roared in the air: "Whoever destroys the grand competition will die without a place to die!"

The God of War's halberds fell one after another from the sky, nailing three people to death in the very center of the square.

Those who were close to the three dead men were injured by the halberd wind.Either his face was scratched, or a long scar was drawn on his chest.In the worst case, one arm was directly removed.

The residents of Troy immediately calmed down, and no one dared to rush to fight again.Only the broken arm and painted face were left on the ground, howling repeatedly.

On the other end, the God of War fished Fang Chengmu off the flying platform that was about to be burned to the ground.

Ares, the god of war, did not appear before the Trojans.He hides himself in the clouds.At the same time, hidden in the clouds, there is also the God of Dionysus who drinks with him.

From the beginning of the competition, Dionysus took Ares to drink.

Dionysus paid attention to every move in Troy, and he came to drink with Ares specially to prevent him from interfering in the Troy competition.

Halfway through the drink, I received a message from Cupid: "It's time to fight!"

Dionysus quickly found an excuse and urged Ares to take him to watch the match of the Trojan warriors.

Ares also wanted to show off the people in his territory, so he immediately brought Dionysus over excitedly, but he didn't expect to find that this group of people were actually fighting, and even dared to set fire to the flying platform that symbolized the gods. He threw the face of God of War at the door of the house.

Pandaros flinched back.

His arrows are given by the sun god, he is not the confidant of the god of war.

Fang Chengmu also shrank back.

He didn't know that Dionysus had already greeted him, and he said that the god of war just saved him because he didn't recognize him.

Ares was never as thoughtful as the two of them thought.

Ares' idea is simple.Whoever fights, whoever is punished.No fights, no punishment for good kids.

God of War asked in the air: "Eloquent Su Liji, tell me who bit your ear?"

Luanguiluan, Su Liji still remembers that his ear was just bitten by a farmer named Dalis next door.

Ares couldn't help but cut Darius' mouth clean with a halberd, and then cut the corner of his right mouth.

Darius passed out in agony.

Su Liji was about to praise Ares' righteousness, but his ear was cut off immediately.

Su Liji didn't faint, but wowed in pain.

Ares stabbed his mouth with another halberd.

He raised his hand to kill three people, and covered his hand to injure two people.

Ares just wants to let these ignorant people see who is the talker of the city-state.

His intimidation was so effective that the citizens of Troy held their breath.

Regardless of nobles or civilians, no matter whether they are in pain or not, no matter whether they are beaten or beaten, everyone dare not say a word of complaint.

Ares laughed in the clouds: "That's right. If you don't make noise, the gods won't punish you."

After venting his anger, God of War ignored everyone and went back to the cloud to continue drinking his wine.

Dionysus couldn't help looking at Fang Chengmu from the clouds.

Fang Chengmu was surprised and delighted, and immediately remembered the rumors spread by Dionysus, and gave him a hard look.

Dionysus quickly retracted, pulling God of War to run away quickly.

Fang Chengmu suddenly missed Dionysus.He really wanted to hold Dionysus to chat for a while, and wanted to ask Dionysus how the friends in Penglai were doing well recently.

It's a pity that the cloud and lightning of the gods have gone away, leaving only a group of Trojans who were terrified and silent.

Fang Chengmu seized the opportunity: "As you can see, the God of War does not take his anger out on me. It can be seen that it is nonsense to say that I believe in the old gods!"

It was obvious that God of War saved Xia Chengmu, and everyone could see it clearly.

Anyone who wants to harm Fang Chengmu at this time will be making trouble with the patron saint of the city-state.

Even the nobles who criticized Fang Chengmu at the beginning understood this truth.

Taking advantage of the victory, Fang Chengmu pursued and pointed the finger at Pandaros who said he was not good.

"As the consul of Troy, you tell the truth and cause the citizens to fight. Your sins are all seen by the gods!"

Fang Chengmu found that it is quite effective to say that you must say God.

Pandarus did not answer.He is dumb.

It is precisely because he is a mute that he can take the blame.

Only a sharp arrow sounded, and the spokesperson of Pandaros fell to the ground.His throat was pierced by an arrow, and he could no longer speak for others.

Pandaros has already arranged for a new spokesperson.The new spokesperson covered his face, and his voice was extremely gloomy: "This despicable guy forged the general's testimony. Apollo's magic arrow has taken his life."

It is both a cleansing and a threat.What you say is nothing more than to tell people that Pandarus is also the son of God's Chosen, who of you dare to provoke him?

Sure enough, no one said a word.Regardless of Pandarus or Fang Chengmu, everyone has nothing to do with the matter and scattered away.

The crowd dispersed, and there was no way to settle accounts with Pandaros.After winning three championships, and even making him a messenger, he finally beat him.

Fang Chengmu always felt that the voice of the new spokesperson seemed familiar.The man covered his face so that he could not recognize it.

The chicken thief glanced up and down Fang Chengmu, turned his head and followed his master away.

A huge bonfire was lit in front of Fang Chengmu's house.

The commoners sang and danced around the bonfire, and held the three champions in the air.

In their minds, only those who are favored by the gods can win the championship, and only those who win the championship can prove that they are favored by the gods.

When champions are produced among the commoners, it means that the gods have never given up on them, and even favor them more than nobles with large land and farmland.

Everyone sang praises loudly, thanking God for His kindness.

Only Ah Chang understood a little bit.

He can win, regardless of the gods, relying on Fang Chengmu's mentality.

If it weren't for Fang Chengmu's "spiritual defense", I'm afraid he would have fallen on the field like his opponent.

In terms of gods, Fang Chengmu is his god, and it was Fang Chengmu who placed the god called "Jing" into his body.

Ah Chang bowed down to Fang Chengmu: "If you want to thank, you should also thank President Fang first, he is our god..."

Fang Chengmu quickly covered Ah Chang's mouth.

Even if Fang Chengmu thinks that he is more reliable than the gods on the Aegean Sea, he can't say it easily.

Although the gossip and rumors in the square today have been exposed, they will leave a bad impression on people after all.At this time, if you pretend to be a god, you are afraid that it will come true.

Fang Chengmu hurriedly changed the topic: "We should thank the God of War first, and we should also thank our king Priam first. The God of War and the king promised to send you who won the championship to the royal guard and give you divine power to protect the country."

People's voices suddenly became louder.

The king's courtiers were mixed in the crowd, and they were very satisfied when they heard Fang Chengmu's praise of the king.

Compared with Pandarus with the bow and arrow of the sun god, Fang Chengmu, without the support of any gods, is obviously not a threat, so he is more favored by the king.

The old king quickly incorporated three champions into the guard team as promised, and named A Chang, who performed the best in the competition, as the captain.

Finally, a trace of Fang Chengmu's influence was inserted into the composition of royal titles.

[Troy dominance: 15%]

[Civilian reliability: 99%]

[Noble trust: 10%]

[Royal trust: 30%]

The owl reported Fang Chengmu's power ratio in Troy and the attitudes of various forces towards him.

The status of the civilians in the Kingdom of Troy is very low, even if they get all their support, it is not enough to shake the foundation of the country.

The nobles hold the lifeline of the economy, and the royal family holds the special status of communicating with the patron saint. They are the real masters of the city-state.

The God of War's resolute action to quell the chaos in the arena has fully demonstrated the weakness of the common people, and also demonstrated the absolute rule of the royal family over the country.

It seems that if you want to change the royal family, it is better to take down the nobles.

Fang Chengmu's idea of ​​domesticating the Trojans is always the same.It's nothing more than doing what you like and growing what you need.The commoners need water, so they build irrigation systems for them.

The aristocrats who have slaves as helpers don't know how to work hard, and they have turned a deaf ear to the irrigation system until now.

To subdue the hearts of the nobles, you need to think of other ways.

Since 10% of the nobles trust him, then ask why the 10% trust him.Then continue to strengthen, and even get more nobles to follow.

Su La, who sprints with Ah Duan, has a good impression of Fang Chengmu.

Because Fang Chengmu answered his problem.

Sura has been drawing since she came back from the game, she can't sleep all night, eats boringly, and often rubs her hair.

After a few days, the top of Sura's head became like the Mediterranean Sea.

Seeing his misery, Ah Short came to ask Fang Chengmu to come over and answer his questions.

Fang Chengmu taught Sura to draw line diagrams.

"The game starts, you are here, Ah Short is here. The distance of one foot is short, right?"

Sura nodded in bewilderment.

He draws enough that images can come to mind now without having to look at them.

"Okay, you rushed here, Ah Short walked a little bit forward, right?"

Sura continued to nod, still not looking at the picture.

Fang Chengmu pushed his head down and told him to take a good look.

Su La realized that what Fang Chengmu painted was different from what he thought.

When Sura drew a picture before, when he ran to Ah Short's position, Ah Short ran a certain distance forward.This distance is still one foot long.

But in Fang Chengmu's drawing, the section where Ah Short runs forward is only half a finger long.

Sura retorted: "No, I ran up, and he should have run one foot forward."

Fang Chengmu corrected him: "You run faster than him. If you run one foot, he can only run half a foot. Slowly you will catch up with him."

Sura didn't believe it.He wanted to call Ah Short over to Bibi to see if this was the case.

But this studious nobleman encountered confusion again.How could he run the length of a foot?Do you want to run on tiptoe?

Fang Chengmu rolled his eyes.If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have asked such a difficult question!He had no choice but to come up with a must-kill stunt.

"If you run half a foot first, Ah Short won't be able to catch up with you."

Su La didn't believe it again.Obviously he couldn't catch up with Ah Short, so why couldn't Ah Short catch up with him?

Fang Chengmu stopped talking nonsense and asked him to draw lines.

The geometric figure of the new work is nothing more than changing the positions of the two original points, and nothing else remains the same.

Sura exclaimed in surprise: "He really can't catch up with me!"

Fang Chengmu smiled and nodded: "He can't catch up with you, and you can't catch up with him either. God's favor for you is fair."

Su La turned from worry to joy.

Fang Chengmu continued to cheer him up: "Look, he needs you to give up one foot to win, and you only need to ask him to give up half of the foot to win. You are still more favored by God. You will definitely win the next competition return."

Fang Chengmu was originally a sports referee, and his words had a hint of divine intent.Sura's eyes filled with tears, and she came back alive from the dying body.

Minas who threw the discus was worse than Sura.

Ever since he found that he couldn't even throw small stones far, he thought the gods were tired of him.From then on, I curled up on the bed and didn't get out of bed for seven days.

Just as Fang Chengmu entered his room, a filthy stench came to his nostrils, and clumps of flies circled Minas.His originally obese body was starved to nothing but skin and bones.

Answering Sura's questions was purely for Ah Short's sake.Answering Minas' questions is somewhat guilty.

Fang Chengmu didn't expect his belief to be so firm, but he was devastated just because he was deprived of his power by God.

To deal with people with firm beliefs, you have to use the method of nagging.

Fang Chengmu pondered for a long time, and finally imitated the accent of the Trojans and wrote several lines of poems:

"Lazy discus thrower Minas, the God of War calls you not to despair.

eat all the food on the table,

Wash away the dust from the body.

lift the discus,

Throw it hard towards the gods in the sky. "

Minas cried out suddenly.

He thought this was really an oracle given to him by the God of War.

Because in this city-state, no one dared to say that the God of War wrote a poem.As long as someone dares to recite poems like this, others will believe it.

The former discus throw champion doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.He had no choice but to rely on Fang Chengmu to support him and eat up the food prepared on the table.

Then ask the slaves to bring several basins of water to wash off the filth all over the body, and the person becomes refreshed.

Fang Chengmu waited for him to rest, and gave him a discus.

Minas was terrified.Although the God of War is destined, what if, what if he still can't do it?

Fang Chengmu assured him that not only could it be done, but he could throw it farther than before.

Minas bravely threw the discus vigorously.

His body was just recovering, he was struggling, and he didn't have much hope.

The discus flew in the air for a long time, and finally landed on the ground a hundred steps away.

Minas was shaking with excitement!His power, his power is back!And even stronger than before!

Fang Chengmu glanced at Cupid who flew far away holding the discus.Amusing oneself alone, isn't it considered cheating in the game?

Minas hastened to try a few more times.Fang Chengmu hurriedly persuaded him: "The God of War said that he will give you glory once. To get another glory, you need to eat and drink well for the next half month, and practice hard day and night. Otherwise, even your previous glory will be taken away."

Minas was overjoyed, but also somewhat puzzled: "Why doesn't God of War sing a poem for me?"

Fang Chengmu: "..."

Fortunately, Fang Chengmu's mind turned quickly: "The previous song already has this meaning, and you haven't comprehended it enough. Think about it carefully, or God of War will be angry."

The persuasive words of panacea finally fooled Minas.

Cupid flapped his little wings to follow Fang Chengmu who was on his way home.

I kept harassing him along the way: "You are finished, I want to tell Ares that you read poems under his name."

Fang Chengmu knew that Cupid was just joking, so he patted the little god's stomach: "Aris has been hungover for several days. You can't wake him up even if you call him."

"How do you know he's hungover?"

"Damn Dionysus. The cloud he drank with Ares flew over my house. The rain smelled of wine. I don't know if it's real rain or their urine!"

Fang Chengmu scolded him, but he was very grateful to Dionysus.Without the report from Dionysus, Fang Chengmu didn't know that the God of War had been captured by his good brother.

Once the god of war is taken down, the royal family of Troy will lose the protection of the gods.

At this time, as long as the nobles are taken down, it is no problem to change another day.

Through in-depth contact with the two nobles, Fang Chengmu has a general understanding of the desires of the nobles.

Nobles are not short of money or food, and even feel that these things are despicable and dirty.

They lack honor, and the highest honor is the approval of the gods.

As for the approval of the gods, it comes from poetry, or mysterious geometry.In short, it comes from some things that are not common to everyone on weekdays.

Fang Chengmu had an idea and asked Owl to turn on the system.

[Please confirm the technology tree you want to open: Culture Series Level [-] - Papermaking. 】

[Papermaking has been lit. 】

Bamboo is the raw material for most of Dongtu's papermaking techniques. Bamboo cannot be found on the Aegean Sea, so we have to use local materials to make papyrus.

Papyrus can be seen everywhere in the shallow water of the river.The farmers who come and go cut it to feed their cattle and sheep, but they don't care much.Fang Chengmu blatantly cut a large bundle and brought it home, no one paid attention to his abnormality.

Dealing with nobles is not the same as dealing with commoners.The civilians are begging for food and drink, so popularize real technology for them.The nobles must worship the gods, and must create some sense of mystery for them.

Fang Chengmu decided to make paper secretly.

It is not difficult to do it yourself.The total is four characters.Chop, soak, press, dry.

Paper is made from the rhizome of papyrus.Peel off the outer skin, take out the inner stems, and chop them into pieces, and the first word is completed.

Fang Chengmu made egg custard.Making paper is somewhat similar to making egg custard.It is nothing more than creating a flat and smooth surface on which things can be drawn.

Therefore, in order to press the solidified thing into a dough, it must be chopped into pieces.

Since I secretly make paper at home, I don't have to work so hard.Fang Chengmu simply asked the owl to blow a hurricane, twisting the peeled papyrus stems to pieces.

According to the system's guidelines, the second word is bubble.It takes a full six days of soaking to remove the impurities in the stems.If you can change the water frequently during these six days, it can be reduced to four days.

Fang Chengmu was not in a hurry.Six days is six days.

The papyrus stems that have been soaked for six days are beginning to turn yellow, and they really look like egg custard when they float on the water.

Fang Chengmu scooped up these stalks and prepared to turn them into real soup by rolling them.

For those who have practiced martial arts for many years, it is really effortless.

Fang Chengmu stacked the stems evenly, placed a wooden board on top, and then tapped the board with the tip of the umbrella, and the internal force penetrated the board along the umbrella, tearing the soft underground stems into paste.

Wait until the sun dries the paste, and then uncover the wooden boards, and the formed papyrus is done.

Fang Chengmu held the freshly made papyrus in one hand, and stroked the book he took out from the magical backpack with the other.

The Caihou paper used for the book is made of bamboo and bark, and it is easy to write on both sides.The paper made of this sedge has to be written on one side, and the ink will penetrate to the other side.Comparing the two, you can see the advantages and disadvantages.

However, Fang Chengmu still cherishes the pieces of paper he made with his own hands more.These pieces of paper will become his secret weapon in conquering the nobles of Troy.

Watching him busy for many days, Cupid never imagined how these things that could write could deceive the nobles of Troy?

Fang Chengmu didn't intend to write on it at all.

When he dug up the code stele before, he discovered that even the Trojan nobles were not many literate.

It is absolutely useless to read to illiterate people.

Since you can't read, just draw pictures.

Fang Chengmu first drew a long halberd standing obliquely on the ground.Add a few more lightning bolts to the sky.

His painting skills are not perfect, but when there is thunder in the sky and the halberd falls on the ground, anyone can see that it is the halberd that God of War threw on the arena that day.

As soon as the halberd appeared, three people were killed, and the wounded were at least forty or fifty.

Fang Chengmu stood on the mound and let the painting float to the town square with the wind.

The square immediately became a mess, and the screams were endless.In less than a moment, the bustling square was deserted.

In the end, the king had to lead the crowd to pray before he dared to pick up the pieces of paper on the ground and throw them into the stove to be turned into ashes.

Fang Chengmu's land is still raining wine from time to time, and Ares has not yet woken up from the wine of the god of wine.

Fang Chengmu quickly seized the opportunity and drew three pieces of Ares' equipment in one go.

As long as he can draw it, and add some special effects of lightning, thunder, wind and clouds, the devout Trojans will take it seriously.

A halberd, a large shield, and a Corinthian helmet with a turbinate.

Fang Chengmu wants to use the three "equipment" of the God of War to reshuffle the noble forces in Troy.