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The long-awaited Greeks carried Philoctetes' ship into the port of the Hellespont.They cheered and ran towards the sea.Philoctetes stretched out his feeble arms, and his two companions lifted him aloft to the shore.With great difficulty, he walked up to the Dane'a who greeted him.At this moment a man jumped out of the crowd, and having cast a glance at the hero's wound, assured him with confidence that, with the help of the gods, he was in a position to heal him quickly.He was Padalelius the physician, an old friend of Paas, the father of Philoctetes.He immediately brought the medicine.The gods blessed the old hero, and the wound healed, and he recovered to health.The sons of Atreus were also amazed when they saw this miracle.After eating and drinking, Philoctetes refreshed himself.Agamemnon approached him, shook his hand, and said guiltily: "Dear friend, we abandoned you on the island of Remnos because of our momentary confusion, but this is also the wish of the gods. Don't regenerate ours." Angry, we have had enough of the punishment of the gods for these things! Please accept our gifts, here are seven Trojan women, twenty fine horses, and twelve tripods. I hope you like it, and please You live with me in my tent."

"Friends," replied Philoctetes kindly, "I am no longer angry with you. Neither you, Agamemnon, nor anyone else!" The next day, the Trojans were burying their dead outside the city when they saw the Greeks coming to challenge them.The late Hector's friend Polydamas was a wise man, and he suggested that everyone quickly withdraw to the city and take a firm stand.But the Trojans didn't listen to his advice. Inspired by Aeneas, they would rather die in battle. The two sides fought fiercely again.Neoptosmos brandished his father's spear and killed twelve Trojans in a row.But Aeneas and his valiant comrade-in-arms Eurymenes also made several great breaches in the ranks of the Greeks.Paris killed Menelaus' comrade-in-arms, Termorion of Sparta.And Philoctetes also rushed back and forth in the Trojan team, just like Ares, the invincible god of war.At last Paris boldly threw himself upon him.He shot an arrow, but the arrow passed Philoctetes and hit the shoulder of Cleudorus, who was beside him.Cleudorus drew back a little and protected himself with his spear.But Paris's second arrow shot again and killed him.

Seeing all this, Philoctetes was furious.Holding the bow in his hand, he pointed at Paris and shouted loudly: "You grass thief of Troy, you are the root of all our disasters, and now it's time for you to perish!" Then he drew his bow Take the arrow, stretch the bowstring, and with a whoosh, the arrow flew out whistling and hit the target.But only a small cut was made on Paris.Paris hurriedly drew his bow to shoot, but the second arrow flew over and hit him in the waist.He trembled all over, endured the severe pain, turned and fled. Doctors surrounded Paris to examine the wound, but the fight continued.

As night fell, the Trojans retreated to the city, and the Daneans returned to their warships.At night, Paris groaned and could not sleep because the arrowhead penetrated to the marrow of the bone.It was the flying arrow of Hercules soaked in poison, and the wound after the arrow was rotted and blackened, and no doctor could heal it.The wounded Paris suddenly remembered an oracle, which said that only his abandoned wife Oenone could save him from death.Once upon a time, when Paris was grazing cattle on Mount Ada, he and his wife Oenone had a wonderful time.At that time he heard the oracle with his own ears from the mouth of his wife.Although he was very reluctant to go to her, but because of the pain, he had to be carried by his servants to Mount Ada.His ex-wife still lives there.

The servants carried him up the hillside, and from the trees came the ominous chirping of a fierce bird, which made him shudder.At last he arrived at the residence of Ononey.The maid and Onone were surprised by his sudden presence.He flung himself down at his wife's feet and shouted: "My dear wife, I am in pain, please don't hate me! The cruel goddess of fate brought Helen to me and made me leave you. Now, I mean Pointing to the gods, pointing to our past love, I implore you, please sympathize with me, heal my wounds with medicine, and relieve my unbearable pain, because you predicted in the past that only you can save my life!"

However, his pleading could not change his abandoned wife's heart at all. "What face do you have to come to see me," She said angrily, "I am the one who was abandoned by you. Go, go to the young and beautiful Helen, and beg her to save you. Your tears and cries will never be exchanged for my sympathy!" Reese was sent out the door, not realizing that her fate was closely bound up with that of her husband.Polis was led away by the servants, who carried him down the hill.On the way, he took his last breath from a seizure of curare.He died and Helen never saw him again.

When a shepherd told the news of his tragic death to her mother, Hecuba, she fainted.Priam did not know this yet.He sat by the grave of his son Hector, immersed in sorrow, not knowing what was happening outside, while Helen was weeping bitterly, not so much for her husband as for herself. Onoye stayed at home alone, feeling deeply regretful.She thought of Paris as a young man and their old friendship.She felt heartbroken and couldn't stop crying.She jumped up from the bed and ran out, passing through mountains and rocks, across valleys and streams, and ran all night.Selene, the goddess of the moon, looked at her sympathetically in the dark blue sky, illuminating her way with moonlight.At last she came to her husband's funeral pyre.The shepherds paid their last respects to their friend and the prince.Seeing her husband's body, Ononey was so sad that she couldn't speak. She covered her beautiful face with her sleeve and jumped into the burning pyre.Before those standing by had time to pull her, she was already consumed by the flames, and burned to ashes together with her husband.