God's Chosen Heroes, Glory to Troy

Hector, on the other hand, had his own thoughts.

Hector: "..."

At this moment, on the other side, Achilles could think that it was the divine intervention of Apollo,

Hector naturally thought of it too.

He was a bit worried,

Could the Greeks have done something so unforgivable that it angered the gods?

But now was not the time to think about that,

First, drive back the enemy!

Thinking about this, he accelerated his movements, but due to the hindrance of the remaining infantry, their progress was somewhat slowed.

Unlike Night on the other side, who had completely given up waiting for the soldiers still far behind.

Night even contemplated recklessly drawing Achilles' attention on his own.

If the soldiers truly felt afraid, refused to advance, and chose to stay back, he might indeed become isolated.

However—

After witnessing the miraculous scene just now,

Not only the heroes, but the common soldiers also noticed this divine intervention.

The Lord Apollo, God of Light, had truly responded?!

In an instant—

"The Chosen Hero"...

The title of someone blessed and noticed by the gods was immediately cemented in their minds,

Placed upon Night.

The soldiers' gazes towards the young man changed drastically.

Their eyes became incredibly fervent.

Their dazed looks seemed as if they were witnessing the rise of a new legend.

They couldn't let him proceed alone, that would be too lonely!

With such thoughts in mind,

"Sir, please take me with you!

If someone has to step forward, that person could be me too!!"

"Me too!! Sir, take me along, take me along.

After all, I should have died,

My life was saved by you by chance.

I will give this life back to you here."

"I want to protect my country, to protect the women from being violated by the enemy!

This isn't a responsibility you should bear alone.

If there's fighting to be done, count me in too!"

The soldiers' eyes ignited with intense determination and fire.

Their courage was ignited,

At this moment, responsibility outweighed fear!

Seeing this, Night did not refuse.

What reason did he have to stop these soldiers who genuinely loved their country and wanted to defend their homeland?

He spoke, "Only the cavalry,

If you can't keep up with my speed,

Stay here and wait for rescue.

Fighting is not about meaningless deaths.

I will personally deal with and distract the demigod Achilles...

The rest of the Greek soldiers will be left to you."

Hearing Night take on Achilles, the most terrifying enemy, on his own,

Immediately—

The soldiers who had mustered their courage but whose legs were still trembling with fear felt relieved.

In the next moment, a strong sense of frustration and confidence rose in their hearts,

They might fear the demigod, but the ordinary Greek soldiers,

Those Greeks were just like them, mere mortals with one nose, two ears, and a mouth,

They weren't three-headed six-armed beings, what was there to fear?!

If they couldn't face such a threat,

They would indeed be ashamed to face this hero.

Then, a dozen cavalry members were quickly selected, not even twenty men,

But there was no time to hesitate.

After Night briefly explained his plan, the soldiers finally understood hs bold and crazy plan.

Night would lead Achilles away while Hector and his men would escape.

Once he had lost Achilles, he would quickly return to Troy.

How crazy!!!

Pretending to be Hector to lead Achilles away, then escape from that powerful demigod?

Even to buy time for Hector and his men, Night had to confront Achilles directly, only then could he delay him.

Wasn't this a death sentence?!!!

But those who understood this man's resolve, these cavalry who were prepared to die,

Charging into the Greek forces surrounding the city center,

Even without directly facing Achilles, it was still a situation of certain death.

'If you give them hope, you are destined to witness equal despair (the hero's end),

Let us witness that tragic end with our own eyes, so it won't be too lonely.'

For those who were already destined to die, now their remaining bodies had value for reuse,

This was enough for them.

Whether Trojan or Greek,

In essence, they were people of this era, with similar traits!

In the face of enough faith and honor, to protect their dignity, their homeland, and their families,

They never feared death.

This was the romance of this era.

The romance of an era where heroism prevailed—!

The plan was through——!

Though it was uncertain if this absurd plan would work,

How would they know without trying?

As Night began to move,

Countless people prayed for them.

...

On the other side, on the battlefield where Achilles and his men were,

In the tallest building of the city,

An old man, the highest authority of the city and Hector's father-in-law, Eetion, spoke with a deathly pale expression to those around him, "We lost."

"We lost,

Yes, this war is lost for us. The city is ravaged, citizens and soldiers die one after another, soon it will be our turn.

Poor my two daughters, their fates are still unknown.

If they are captured by the Greeks,

I can hardly imagine their fate."

The person speaking beside Eetion, with a face full of sorrow and despair, was none other than the chief priest of the god Apollo, Chryses.

Hearing his old friend's words,

Eetion tried to console him, "In the name of the great god Apollo, that demigod will not harm you.

Even if Chryseis and Briseis (sisters) are captured by the Greeks, at most, they will become captives; their lives are not in danger."

However, Chryses' expression did not improve in the slightest,

The consolation from his old friend was indeed factual, but he also noticed that Eetion spoke only of their lives being spared.

But not that their chastity would remain intact.

Those savage Greeks, if they captured his two beautiful daughters,

How could they resist them?

Chryses had great confidence in his daughters' beauty.

Even compared to the nymphs of the sea, they were not inferior.

As priestesses serving the gods, their appearance was naturally exquisite.

And his daughters' near-divine beauty,

Though perhaps not as renowned and unparalleled as Helen of Troy,

Was definitely not far behind.

In the past, Chryses had minimized his daughters' appearances in public,

To prevent their beauty from being known and bringing disaster upon them.

After all, in Greece, beauty was a curse,

Without the strength to protect one's beauty, the outcome was often tragic.

Either caught the eye of the great god Zeus or the sea god Poseidon,

Or worse, being visited by gods and heroes repeatedly,

However, despite all his careful precautions,

He could not prevent calamity from striking!

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