Timeless Warrior

So it Begins

Ch. 5

When only a couple hundred yards separated the two armies, an envoy of Trojan commanders made their way to the middle ground, led by the Trojan Prince Hector. Achilles and Perseus joined the other leaders of the Greek army to meet the envoy in the middle of what would become the battlefield.

Hector looked over at the two brothers warily before turning to address the group as a whole.

"Leave Troy now and this conflict can be resolved in a more civil manor."

"Give me my wife and your pretty boy brother and that may be agreeable." Menelaus barked back at him.

Hector shook his head, "Those matters can be discussed in a peaceful manner."

Menelaus growled before Sarpedon stepped forward, "Your army with never breach the walls of Troy. You will fail just as every army who has tried to do so has."

Perseus smirked a bit, "That is because it has yet to be tried by the Myrmidons."

Achilles chuckled while the Trojans glared at the brothers for their confidence.

"Come, they rebuke our offer. We prepare for battle." Hector ordered as the Trojan envoy returned to their army.

Perseus and the rest of the Greeks returned to their soldiers and they prepared for the first battle in the war for Troy.

Perseus looked over at his brother, a silent conversation was had as they looked at each other. Words simply weren't needed; they were closer than brothers and knew each other inside and out. And if it there was one thing they were good at, it was battle.

They weren't sure who would make the first move.

Would a Trojan launch the first arrow?

Would Agamemnon order the Greeks to charge?

Perseus sent another meaningful glance at his brother whose lips quirked just noticeably and he nodded.

"Myrmidons," Achilles bellowed. "Let's do what we do best. First in and last out!"

A thunderous response erupted from the small well-trained soldiers of their homeland. Without even a passing glance at the other Greeks, Perseus and Achilles charged forward with a legion of anxious Myrmidons on their heels.

If they had looked, they would have seen the murderous look on Agamemnon's face for not waiting for his orders. He thought he would get his revenge by holding back the rest of the army for the brothers and their men to get massacred. Unfortunately for him, the energy coming off the charging warriors was contagious as both Odysseus and Ajax let out their own battle cries before they and the majority of the army joined the brothers and their men in their attack.

The morning air was moist. A thick fog was still clearing from the battle ground as the Trojans let loose a volley of arrows from the walls of the city.

Of course they had no idea a certain son of Poseidon was banking on them doing that.

As the arrows soared through the damp morning air, the mist seemed to grow incredibly thick. Soon the once speeding arrows were losing velocity before they began an early descent towards the earth.

The problem for the Trojans?

The arrows never cleared the amassed army of soldiers in front of the walls of the city and sent the Trojans into an uproar of confusion and chaos.

That is when the first two soldiers reached the Trojan lines, Perseus and Achilles.

The first casualty in the battle was a soldier from Troy. He had little time to realize this as Perseus swatted aside the spear trying to prevent his entry into the Trojan ranks.