The battle surrounding the city of Troy continued for quite some time thereafter.
The Greek army, lacking proper siege weapons, the struggles of Troy's commander Hector, and the intervention of Hades forced the Greek heroes to retreat.
With the divine walls of Troy built by the gods, all sorts of variables dominated the battlefield.
Kagakgang! Chwaaaak- Piyuyung!
"Stop them! The soldiers of Mycenae are climbing the western wall! Shoot arrows and push the ladders!"
"Let us send Paris's brother, Hector, to the underworld!"
"Aeneas! How long will you hide within the walls? Come out and fight!"
"Where are Pollux and General Nestor...!"
"Throw stones down from the walls! Let us drive away those who dare to target Troy!"
Both sides were locked in a fierce siege battle that seemed endless.
The blood of the generals, who were descendants of the gods, spilled, staining the walls of Troy red.
Finally, as darkness fell upon the world... and the moon goddess Selene rose into the night sky, the Greek coalition retreated.
This battle inflicted serious damage on both sides.
"Hector! Queen Penthesilea has been gravely injured and has been moved inside the city! It is presumed she was struck by the sword of the hero Nestor earlier..."