When Helen said this, she was naturally proud of herself.
She is the biological daughter of Zeus.
When Helen was twelve years old and had just grown, her beauty was the most beautiful in Greece. Many people with the reputation of heroes tried to kidnap her.
Suitors came one after another, leading to internal strife and fights that almost knocked the dog's brains out.
Finally, the suitors agreed to throw a ring to decide who would marry Helen, and made all the suitors swear that they would never take up arms against Helen's husband and would do their best to help him if he needed help.
After all the suitors agreed, the Aegean leaders who came to propose proposed to the cuckold King Menelaos by throwing rings.
However, in order to compete for the title of "The Most Beautiful Goddess", Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, agreed to let Paris, the troublemaker and the Trojan prince, seduce Helen. Then Helen was abducted by Paris with divine power and traveled east to love.
The grand story of Qinhai.
Helen's beauty even impressed Zeus, a father, so she had absolute confidence in her appearance and figure.
She never expected that Kratos would actually reject her.
As a truly proud daughter of heaven, how could she bear it? What's more, she still has the crown of Queen of Sparta on her head.
How could she be willing to condescend until the last moment?
Helen's whole body was trembling, and her red lips under the veil kept moving. She stared at Kratos' indifferent face, but still could not say any harsh words.
"I used to think that I married for love and pursued love. Even God told me that this was love. But in the end, I found that I was just an excuse for war. This is me, a tragic woman. Of course,
You have no obligation to save me. If the day comes..."
"Huh?" Ange pricked up his ears. He really wanted to know what cruel words the famous Helen could say, such as cowardly words.
Who knew that Helen would be so weak to the end.
"I'll beg you again."
Beautiful tears rolled down her cheeks. To be honest, this scene would definitely break the hearts of most men.
Unfortunately, Ange's thinking mode is completely different.
As the biological son of the number one prostitute in Gotham City, his aesthetic threshold has been raised to a very high level, and he has long passed the time when he can't move his legs when he sees beautiful women.
What's more, if you don't show off your face, how can I know whether you are Helen?
There is a difference between a Cao thief and a Cao thief.
Cao Cao's taste was authentic, but Ange's level of acceptance was much lower.
No matter how beautiful Helen was, in theory, she would be worthless in Ange's hands. Ange really wouldn't be stupid for her.
If it was by the way, he wouldn't mind taking Helen with him, but if it was troublesome, forget it.
Before becoming a true god-killer, Ange will make his decision very carefully.
As for the daughter of the majestic God King, plus Queen Helen of Sparta, she actually sold herself to survive. Is this a human nature [Suka] or a moral [No List]? This is not what Ange is interested in studying!
The next morning, ominous dark clouds rolled in the distant sky, as if a huge hand of God would descend from the clouds at any time and smash the entire city of Troy to pieces.
In the square in front of the Troy Palace, it seemed that the king's pressure made everyone bow their heads submissively, but in fact no one had confidence.
It is true that Penthesilea was famous far and wide as a battle queen.
But her performance on the surface is far worse than Hector's.
Looking at the Amazon Queen who was dressed in golden brass heavy armor and wearing a tight full-face helmet, and whose appearance was completely indistinguishable between male and female, King Priam of Troy was filled with emotion.
He knew that this heroic queen was trying to make the enemy ignore her female identity in this way, so that the enemy could fight her fairly.
He admired her courage and loyalty, but felt sorry for her.
The king seemed to see the shadow of his own son. He once handed the Trojan flag to the brave Hector with his own hands, put the laurel crown on his head with his own hands, and gave them glory with his own hands.
However, today he wants to give all this to a successor who is not as powerful as his son.
This emotion is very complicated!
He shouted loudly: "Whoever kills Achilles! Whoever kills Achilles will get anything I can give as a prize!"
Penthesilea raised her head, as stubborn as a child. Her eyes seemed to have penetrated the thick dark clouds in the opposite sky and saw the dawn of victory.
"To live up to your majesty's favor, I will fight Achilles to the bitter end. Either he dies or I die!"
The Queen's decisive voice made the twelve Amazon heroines who followed her grit their teeth, raise their swords in excitement, and shout in unison: "Victory or death!"
Their rough voices stimulated the Trojan guards around them. As former followers of Hector, they could not suppress the anger in their hearts. They raised their weapons and roared three times in unison.
"Til death do us part!"
"Til death do us part!"
"Til death do us part!"
When the atmosphere was up, Penthesilea, who was sitting on the horse-drawn chariot, waved his hand and shouted: "Attack the entire army!"
This army of 30,000 people immediately moved into action.
This is a sad soldier.
Morale is worth it.
Once it drags on for a long time or loses another game, there is no need to fight.
The Queen of the Amazons certainly knew the art of war, but her monopoly of power made Prince Paris, who was accompanying the army, a little embarrassed. After all, she didn't even look at Paris.
Instead, she turned her head and held out her hand to Ange: "Kratos! I heard you are a great marksman! Do you dare to be my shooter?"
"It's my pleasure!"
In the wars of the Greeks, it was often difficult to see cavalry. After all, the east and west sides of the Aegean Sea were full of winding coastlines and dotted islands. In this environment, it was difficult to find a place suitable for large-scale horse breeding.
War horses were so precious that the Greeks rarely organized organized cavalry units, and more often used war horses to pull chariots.
The two horses were covered with thick bronze armor on their front bodies, and they were pulling a three-person carriage.
A charioteer, an archer, and a main warrior armed with a spear.
Not everyone can get on the queen, well, I'm wrong, not everyone can get on the carriage.
Being able to draw a strong bow is a symbol of force in this era.
Ange did his part, took the queen's hand, and flew into the car easily.
Sure enough, he got the envious look from Prince Paris.
But Ange had no time to care, because the city gate was open.
The opening of the huge city gate and the long sound of the trumpet would wake up the Greeks on the opposite side as long as they were not dead.
After ten years of siege, there was no chance of a sneak attack.
The Greek camp had long been built like a huge wooden city.
Seeing that the Trojans no longer cowered behind the majestic city walls, the more Greeks the better in this kind of decisive battle that consumed the Trojans.
The Greeks on the opposite side were not even willing to send more troops, but they also sent 30,000 people to form three huge phalanxes, facing the Trojan army far away.
Standing next to the Amazon Queen, Ange was able to see the general opposite from the best angle.