Time: 2007-8- 31 10:21:00 Words: 6860
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What was a man's ball? What was a man's party?
It was a fight, a competition of physical strength. It was a competition of alcohol tolerance. It was the singing of a big chunk of chomp, horse racing, archery, gambling, and playing with women.
Achilles was accompanying the kings in the main tent. I had barely drunk a few sips of wine outside when I began to feel dizzy. My footsteps were unsteady, and I could not find my way to the north.
He finally got rid of those annoying drunkards, gamblers, and lechers. He stopped in front of a man who was playing a zither. He sat in front of the tent with the zither in his hand and looked at the sea in the dark night. The sea breeze was slightly cool, and a faint fishy smell was mixed in. The sound of the zither was melodious but full of resentment, making one's heart sour.
I stood in front of him and looked at him in a daze. My eyes were sore. I thought of my love that ended without a cause. I thought of my unknown death thousands of years later. It was really not worth it!
Especially when I installed World of Warcraft on my laptop the night before. I even told a guy on the internet that I would kill him tomorrow night and run away like a rat. In the end, I was lying in the morgue the next night.
And the stewed beef cooked by my mother, who loves to sing folk songs in northern Shaanxi. My father must have forgotten to take back the newspaper on the windowsill. Now that I think about it, I'm also a good kid. As I thought about it, my nose started to sniff loudly.
"Parotsilaus was missing his fiancée. He was the first warrior to land when he landed.”A particularly gentle middle-aged man's voice sounded in my ear. He patted my shoulder, which was not strong enough, causing me to stagger and almost fall. I turned my head and saw a strong middle-aged man with brown beard and hair standing on my left. There was a string of golden pearls hanging on his black Greek robe. He wore a wreath of olive branches on his head. His eyes were blurry. He was probably drunk.
As soon as I heard that the person in front of me was the first warrior to reach the shores of Troy, my eyes immediately sparkled. I sat down beside him affectionately and really wanted to give him a special interview.
"Comrade Parotsilaus, what was your first thought when you landed?”
"Damn it, this beach is not as soft as my wife's breasts.”
The reporters 'faces turned red, and the silence lasted for half a minute.
"May I ask if Comrade Parotsilaus encountered any particularly powerful enemies when he landed?”
"The men of Troy are all women. It's easier than f * cking my wife. My wife is always shy in bed. I even took out that thing. Damn it, she refused to let me in.”
The reporter was speechless again and adjusted the camera.
"As the first warrior to land, do you have anything to say to your family and fiancée?”
" I asked Mahaweng for a special aphrodisiac, and I also asked for some new secret techniques in the bedroom. Honey, you-"
The reporter blocked the camera and awkwardly said that since Comrade Parotsilaos had drunk too much tonight, the interview could not go smoothly. It would continue tomorrow and everyone should be more tolerant.
After Parotsilaos finished playing the song, he sighed and put down the violin. He looked up at the sky with infatuation, stretched out his hands, and shouted with infinite affection,""Laodamia, my dear, are you all right now? Are you sitting under the maple tree and thinking about each other like me? Alas, this hateful war has robbed us of our happiness.”
I looked at the beautifully carved and decorated zither and couldn't help but secretly reach out to touch the strings. Who knew that Parotsilaos would grab it and hold it to his chest. He looked into my eyes and said in pain,"My Laodamia is very beautiful. She has a pair of deep brown eyes that are clearer than spring water. Did you see? She gave me this when I set sail. Oh dear, how I miss you. She was burning with thought, her head aching and her body covered in blood.”
I felt the strong alcohol I had just drunk start to burn my throat again. It churned in my stomach. Damn it, it was too disgusting. It was even more disgusting than what my Pierre said in bed. Pierre always called me Little Chenchen in bed. Chen, Darling, Little Sweetheart, Jichen. I always had no patience to shout at him, son of a b * tch, are you coming in or not? If you don't come in, I'll stab you.
At last, Parotsilaus let go of my hand, picked up the harp again, strummed the strings, and sang miserably: "I can't see your cute face from afar. I don't want to eat or drink. I'm so hungry that I'm skin and bones.
All day long I think of you, my dear Laodamia.
The waters of Mysia are not as sweet as your saliva, the women of Troy are not as beautiful, when shall I see you again, my dear Laodamia?
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This was repeated repeatedly. I estimated that if I sat down any longer, I would probably be tossed up and down in his pitiful singing for the entire night. So I got up. The brown-haired middle-aged man who was drinking beside me also got up. He was almost done drinking. He put his hand on my shoulder and said,"Bro, accompany me for a walk."”
I carefully supported him. I did want to take a walk to clear my mind, but not with him. I wanted to find someone to send him back to his barracks, but I was caught and refused to let go.
Thus, I spent the rest of the banquet being pestered by Paramedes.
He was the one who told me the name. I'm not particularly familiar with ancient Greek mythology, so I don't have much of an impression of the name.
I heard him tell me that he didn't get along with Austin because he was smarter than Austin. He was upright, kind, capable of literature and martial arts. He was talented and outstanding. He also said that Austin was jealous of him and always wanted to kill him. Only one of them was destined to live to the end of this battle.
I was very unhappy when I heard that. Austin was someone I admired, but why did he sound like he was useless? He made me sound like a saint. Who are you to be compared to Austin? I wanted to give him a slap, but he was drunk, so he might have been talking nonsense after drinking. Secondly, he was older than me. I was also a good child who respected the old and loved the young. Besides, how can I take advantage of others when they are in trouble?
It was already the middle of the month when the banquet ended. I was exhausted from being pestered by Palamedes. I dragged my half-dead body back to the dark barracks. Antirocs had long fallen asleep and did not have the strength to light the lamp and take a shower. I did not even take off my clothes and climbed into the room. I hummed and laughed as I learned to sing the song of Palamedes.
The temperature at night became cold. I turned over and wrapped the fur around my body in a drowsy state. Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around my waist. I was shocked and sat up. My soul almost disappeared from my body. I asked in fear,"Who, who is on my bed?"
"Where did you go? Why did you come back so late?”The sleepy voice was sticky, low, and alluring.
I heaved a sigh of relief. It was Achilles. Why was he sleeping on my bed?
Forget it, it's all occupied. I'll just make do with sleeping on the ground for a night. Just as I was about to get out of bed, the hand on my waist pulled hard. I fell onto a warm chest, heard his powerful heartbeat, and smelled the faint scent of dragon's birthday and wine on his body.
I-I'm stunned. Are you still drunk?
His head was dizzy, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest. Achilles, you demon, let me go. Damn it, do you want to take advantage of me? No! The person who was taking advantage of him was me, not him, because he was completely naked. Oh my god, why did sleeping naked become popular in ancient Greece? Had Patroclus already done it with him?
I tried my best to pull my head out, trying to break free from his overbearing arm. Damn it, I fed my usual food to the dog, but the other party didn't move at all. I struggled for a long time until I was panting and sweating. It made the blanket warm, making me even more imaginative.
Oh my God, Achilles, please, I don't want to let my Pierre down, sigh! I sighed. I was really cheap. The women around Pierre were like a nest of ants. There was no room for me to exist. The reason why he was willing to be with me was because it was boring. It was better than being with a woman. More importantly, he didn't have to worry about the problem of contraceptive.
Damn it, he was so realistic. He just said whatever he wanted and never considered other people's feelings. Thinking about how I died for him in the end, my heart is not worth the pain. I hold my breath and feel depressed!
Unknowingly, her hands wrapped around the waist of the person beside her. She did not have any other intentions. She just felt uncomfortable and wanted to find someone to rely on.
I don't know if Achilles is sleepwalking, but his mouth swam from my forehead, cheeks, and to my mouth.
She widened her eyes in shock, wanting to see if he was asleep. What, what did he want? Could it be that he wanted it now?
However, her lips were pressed together and did not move. The sweet fragrance of the wine sprayed on her face. It was pure and comfortable.
I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick it. Who knew that I would get caught in the crossfire? Achilles stuck his tongue into my mouth and twisted it around. What a domineering and strong aura! He kissed me until my head was dizzy and the world was spinning before he let go." Go to sleep. We have to send King Telefoss off to sea tomorrow morning.”
I smacked my lips. Mmm, it tasted good. Then, I buried my head in his arms and closed my eyes.
Patroclus had been worried sick every night for the past few days. If he came back and fought with me again, I wouldn't have won.
When I woke up in the morning, I heard the cries of seagulls outside the barracks and the sound of the waves. The sky was hazy, and my body was hugged by a pair of strong arms. It was as if my entire body was one with him. I felt a warmth in my heart. It had been many years since I had a hug for me to rest in.
She raised her head and looked at the man who had a god-like face under the light of the morning sun. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes were narrowed into a line. His sleeping face was as sweet as a child's. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, giving people a mischievous feeling. His lips were sexy and full, and his edges were distinct. His skin was smooth like silk, delicate and elastic.
I carefully squeezed the muscles on his arms. They were hard and practical. I couldn't help but click my tongue. He was indeed the number one warrior of Greece, Chiron's favorite student. There was no flaw on his entire body. My hand was inserted into his golden hair. It was soft and smooth, and it was a little cold from the sea breeze.
Looking at his cheeky red lips, I swallowed my saliva. What a slanderous mouth. Hehe, do you want to steal a kiss?
He shook his head vigorously. It was better not to. He couldn't take advantage of her when she was in trouble! Thus, she curled up in Achilles 'arms and closed her eyes. She smiled and went back to sleep.
When she woke up in the morning, she looked around and saw no sign of Achilles. She remembered that he said he was going to send the king off last night, so she got out of bed.
The sounds of killing outside the barracks shook the sky. The sound of swords colliding was close at hand. I ran towards the armor and took it down to look at it. How could I wear this hard armor? Where was the sword?
With the heavy armor in one hand, I ran to the other side of the room to retrieve my sword and javelin. Damn it, they were all so heavy that I had to carry them on my shoulder to get someone to help me put them on. I figured that I would be a slave if I went out like this. I was bent over, and it would be easy for me to open my mouth. It was not my fault. Patroclus's body was like a woman's. Not only was his skin soft, but he was also extremely weak. I'm also a university student in the 21st century. Don't expect too much from me. We can't afford it.
Just as I reached the entrance of the barracks, a rocket fell at my feet with a whoosh. Damn it, it had already reached my door. The hem of my clothes immediately caught fire. I immediately threw away the pile of burdens and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. I jumped around and didn't know how to put out the fire.
Fortunately, Antirochos arrived in time. He grabbed a large bucket of water from the door and splashed it on me. F * ck, can't you be gentler? I'm f * cking drenched now. How am I supposed to face people and fight?
Antirocus had a big beard and sharp eyes. His mouth was covered by his beard. After he helped me put out the fire, he pushed me away and looked inside."Where's Achilles? The situation is urgent over there. The Trojans attacked us this morning and caught us off guard.”
I shook off the water all over my body and said without any good intentions,"He's not here. He's gone to see King Myssia off.”Hehe, I'm at a disadvantage. They don't have any vigilance, and they don't have the most basic defense system. They don't even know when they'll die. A bunch of kids. They don't even have as many tactics as I used when I played CS.
Antirocus turned around and looked at me strangely."" Patroclus, you've changed. You've become as timid as a woman.”
" I, I, I don't have a temper. How can I have a temper? I'm not Patroclus. Don't expect me to be as savage as you. I'm a highly educated man. I have to be cultured."
So I smiled at him in a cultured manner. Pierre told me that every time I smiled like this, it was so fake that it made people shudder.
It was obvious that Antirocus was stunned by my smile. He was stunned for a moment before saying,"" Go to the seaside and find Achilles. Tell him that our first warrior to set foot on this land, Parotsilaos, was killed by the hero of Troy, Aneas. He was our first fallen warrior. "Héctor is as brave as a lion. Now the battle is on one side. I can't stay here any longer. Go!"”
Palotsilaus, the warrior who was singing and missing his lover last night, was dead? My heart turned cold and I felt sad. Was death so easy?
I didn't even change my clothes and ran out. I heard Antirocus stomping behind me." Patroclus, put on your armor. It's dangerous!"”
Dangerous my ass, I don't know how to wear clothes.
I ran in the opposite direction of the battlefield without looking back. On the way, I met Palamedes and his men who had just armed themselves and rushed to the battlefield. He pulled me back." Young man, you should go to the battlefield. As a Greek hero, it is shameful to run away.”
Humph! He was sanctimonious! Fake Daoism! I sneered in my heart and said in a sloppy tone," I didn't run away, Palamedes. My closest comrade, Achilles, is currently sending the King of Mysia back home. He doesn't know that the war has begun. I'm going to inform him. If you want to win this war, he is indispensable.”
Palamedes nodded solemnly and said,""Go and return quickly. The messenger said that the soldiers at the front are fleeing.”
I also knew that this was an urgent situation and it wasn't the time to talk nonsense. I nodded and ran forward.
The beach was too soft. I ran up and down, and the sand poured into my shoes. Moreover, I didn't know what these shoes were made of, but they were rubbing against my skin. I complained as I ran. If only I had a horse.
Just as I was thinking about this, a small group of warriors rushed out of the camp to participate in the battle. I thought to myself, Today, my wish really came true.
So, he leaped forward and pushed the leading armored warrior off his horse. The other party was obviously caught off guard and fell to the ground with a thud. It was probably quite painful. If it were me, I would have long howled like a pig being slaughtered.
I hurriedly apologized and said that I had an urgent matter to attend to, so I borrowed the horse first. After saying that, I turned around and ran.
He heard an exasperated shout behind him."Patroclus, you motherf * cker! I'll beat you up later!”
Beat me up, beat me up. I have Achilles protecting me anyway. I don't believe you can do anything to me?
Fortunately, that bastard Pierre forced him to learn how to ride a horse. When he was forced to ride a horse, he even scolded him in embarrassment,"You son of a bitch!"
You can't blame me. That day, after riding the horse, I lay in bed for two months. I broke my left leg and had a cast on it. I lay in bed like a mummy. Pierre even said that I would get hurt the first time and that I would be fine after riding a few more times.
No problem my ass! I immediately grabbed the infusion bottle by the bed and threw it at him. In the end, I didn't hit him, but my right hand was fractured. Sigh, I'm so unlucky!
I was like a beach prince riding a horse on the beach. It was so cool and elegant, with a unique feeling. It was a Greek style. I was so intoxicated by myself that I almost forgot what I was doing. When I saw Achilles from afar, I waved at him and shouted,"The war has begun, Achilles, they want you to go back quickly.”
King Telefoss had just sailed away, and Lone Sail could no longer be seen on the sea.
I was so focused on shouting at Achilles that I forgot to hold on to the reins. Damn it, the wild horse broke free and rolled over. Both the man and the horse were swept into the sea. The warriors around Achilles shouted.
Fortunately, he was not stepped on by the horse. If he had been stepped on, he would probably have been crippled. He would only be entangled by the seaweed that had washed up on the beach. The horse would also be neighing beside him and would not be able to struggle.
Achilles pulled out his sword and helped me cut the seaweed off my body. I was so tired that I was out of breath. I grabbed his hand and said intermittently,"War, war, fight, fight. It's all the way to our doorstep. They told me to inform you. Quick, go!”I'm as tired as a horse. No, let me catch my breath first. My mouth is full of bitter seawater.
Achilles, however, looked very calm. He bent down and picked me up. Carry him!
I looked left and right. Those followers had the same expression as usual, but I had never seen them before. It was broad daylight. No matter what, I was still a man. In the modern world, I usually tried my best to distance myself from Pierre. I didn't expect this place to be so civilized.
She twisted her body uncomfortably and said to Achilles with a red face,""Um, I'm not injured and can walk on my own. You can put me down.”
"It's faster this way." The answer was crisp and straightforward. Achilles was just a strong man carrying me and running as if he was flying.
I thought to myself, Achilles is just a cow, and I'm just a feather. Otherwise, why would I have no weight at all? Look at how relaxed he is. I, I feel inferior. I sigh that I'm inferior!
After returning to the barracks, the soldiers who had been trained immediately gathered at Achilles 'call. They wore armor, held shields, swords, and javelins. They were all ready to fight.
There weren't many Thesari soldiers gathered at the last minute. There were only about a hundred or twenty of them in total, but they were all experienced executioners who had killed countless people on the battlefield. Just by looking at the wounds on their faces and necks, which were their medals, one could tell that these people were real killers and meat grinders on the battlefield.
Achilles was giving a speech. This was a common practice for the Greek players before they went to battle. It was like the ancient times of the Chinese Dynasty where they would use up all their strength and then use up all their strength.
I don't know how I put the helmet on my head, but I couldn't put on the armor no matter how hard I tried, and my hands were worn out. The armor was as heavy as a cow and as hard as steel. After fiddling with it for a long time, there was really no way. The things were wrapped around his body and could not be untied. He could only hang the pile of broken things outside for help.
I didn't know what I looked like at that time, but the moment the soldiers saw me, they laughed so hard that they bent over and threw away their shields and javelins.
I walked up to Achilles, feeling wronged. I looked at him with an extremely innocent and naive gaze.
Achilles smiled helplessly and reached out to take off his helmet. I took a deep breath. I was really suffocating. Just as I heaved a sigh of relief, he said something that almost scared me to death. He asked,"Didn't you practice before? Have you forgotten?”
I immediately froze. Creak, Creak, I turned my head and smiled at him foolishly, then nodded.
Achilles might have sensed something. Although he didn't say anything, he kept staring at my eyes throughout the entire process of helping me put on my clothes. I looked up at the sky to escape.
Achilles finished dressing me and leaned over to whisper in my ear,""Follow behind me later. Don't show off.”
What can I do? I can't wait! I quickly nodded obediently. Achilles smiled, and my eyes were dazzled.
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