50 Menelaus regretted his mistake in War Tired

At night, the battlefield was silent and had become an eerie cemetery. From time to time, the footsteps of wild dogs and other carnivorous animals could be heard.

As for those who were stabbed down by the spears, because the spearhead was biased towards the heart, although the shot was fatal, they could not die for a while. Because they were poor, they had no family members to follow them, and no relatives or friends went to war at the same time, or their friends had already died.

He died on the battlefield, and now he has become a lonely ghost before he died, sighing weakly in pain.

Also, on the edge of the battlefield, because the dead bodies are not concentrated, the wild dogs simply don't understand that as long as they go further inside, the corpses will feast on them until they die.

They learn to be like people, no one is willing to take one more step inside. As long as it is a dead body, the dog will share it. The one who bites first will not let the next one take a bite, even though the dog knows that it is a dog that will eat it at all.

Not even a corpse is left behind, but they become like humans. As long as it is their own territory, they will not give up an inch of it. (Corrupt officials and gangsters all rely on eating their own territory.)

If the strong dog comes first, then let nature take its course. If the weak dog comes first, and the strong dog is one step late, the next one to come is the weak dog, otherwise it will bite you to death. Between dogs, there can be strength and weakness.

, but there is absolutely no difference between smart and stupid. The weak will naturally have to hold up their pants and run in.

If there is another strong dog, then use the teeth as spears to fight. Because the strong and the strong are both self-perceptions. Due to the subtle relationship of disparity, it is better to be a very obvious weak dog.

The dog, knowing its own weakness, had already run away with its shit pants.

When arguing about things, it is better for the weak to meet the strong than to meet the weak, so that you can avoid fighting and admit defeat early. (This is the philosophy of life, whether it is a human or an animal, this is the absolute truth

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The silent battlefield of death was even more eerie and terrifying because of the cries of death and the sounds of hungry dogs fighting for food.

Menelaos lay on the ship, sometimes looking up at the stars, sometimes closing his eyes in mourning.

He wanted to stop the war and go home, but he couldn't find a good place to borrow a good excuse to save his face. He knew that Helen's beauty was really worthless now, except for face.

The newlyweds of those days are now fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Woman, no matter how beautiful you are, how stunningly beautiful you are, you can't stop the progress of time, and youth will turn into aging.

Menelaus also had a cousin, and both his aunt and cousin persuaded him before going on the expedition.

"Menelaus, do you think you can stop crossing the sea to fight? Thousands of miles apart, disaster is inevitable," the aunt said to Menelaus.

"Cousin, if the light of your eyes can clearly see my existence, I hope you will not do such stupid things that are irreversible, and just let her go as she pleases.

Even if they are the most loving couple, she has already committed the bad deed of running away. This is because she has destroyed her own chastity. No matter how hard you try to repair it, it will never be the same as before. She is not only a three-year-old girl.

It was deceived.

Although it is food in your bowl, when the tofu is about to be put into your mouth, unfortunately it falls to the ground. It is no longer food in your mouth. If you pick it up from the ground again and put it away

If you put it in your mouth, not only will it not satisfy your appetite, but it will become a source of conversation and laughter for everyone." My cousin's persuasion was as bitter as the truth.

"The difficulty lies in fighting across a distant sea, where the outcome is uncertain," Menelaos said.

"I heard that Prince Paris is also the king of a big country. He is also the king of all diplomatic countries and the head of the federation. Even if we unite all the small countries and all the tribes and families, we can only maintain an average number.

It's not easy to fight this kind of battle, my cousin." My cousin started to cry a little as she said this.

"Now the warships have been prepared, and all the diplomatic countries have received letters of request for the expedition. They are already training their men and horses and preparing military rations." Menelaos said.

"Son," my aunt said, "you are young and vigorous at this time, and you rely on yourself as the prince of the country. If you say you will go on an expedition, you will go on an expedition. This is like a stringed arrow. Once it is shot, you can never take it back.

You are not playing around, my son. You are shooting a fierce tiger, and there is no guarantee of victory. You must not let go and shoot easily. If it does not hit the eye, it will make the tiger even more fierce.

Things in the world all turn from small things to big things. The more troubles there are, the bigger they will be. Rather than falling into the uncertainty of victory or defeat, it is better to stop before the unexpected. If you don't go up this level, it doesn't matter if you get down.

The steps." My aunt's persuasion was more sophisticated.

"Why am I a man," said Menelaus, "if it happened to someone else, and I was a woman, I would say the same thing: 'Why should a man worry about not having a wife?' Why should I be a prince,

It would be great if I were a homeless man, and I could only watch helplessly even if my wife was snatched away. At least I would not think of ordering the whole country to mobilize the coalition forces to fight across the sea.

My God, it seems that being lucky enough to be a homeless person is a very luxurious thing. If you put yourself at the lowest level, status and face will not matter. Without face, without dignity, you can live freely, be as light as a swallow, and fly at will.

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"Cousin, drink this bowl of water first, and don't worry about the expedition. You will have great fortune and freedom," said my cousin.

Menelaus said in his heart: "This is the so-called destiny!" He leaned his body, exhausted from the battles, on the ship's board and stared blankly at the stars.

He fell asleep in a daze and woke up again in a daze. He dreamed of seeing his brother Agamemnyu, who was so old and skinny, just like his father back then.

However, maybe what he dreamed about was really his father. He said: "My son, if the soul of death can crawl out of the grave, I will fight with the same bravery and skill as I did in the past. I only need to single-handedly fight Helen for you."

Gun back.

It’s a pity that I died many years ago, and my body has turned into a handful of mud, let alone resurrecting from the dead. I can only hand over the famous name in my previous life, along with my strong body, to the underworld, and I will never be able to return to the world again.”

"Go to bed early and take advantage of the armistice period to recover your body. When we fight again tomorrow, you will have a stronger body. Physical fitness is a general's best weapon in war." Menela

In his confusion, Aos felt that these were not the words of his father who had died long ago, but that they seemed to be his brother appearing in a dream.
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