The army all stood inside the Trojan horse, readying their plan as quietly as they could. The blue moonlight peeked through the wooden boards of the wooden horse they were enclosed inside of. Odysseus was in front, in command. He was giving out positions to his men, speaking firmly and in a commanding voice.

“Diomedes will lead the charge. Agamemnon will flank the guards. Menelaus will let our mates through the gates to take the whole city at large. Tuecer will shoot any ambush attack. And little Ajax will stay back. Nestor, secure Helen and protect her. Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector.”

He commanded. The army nodded, exclaiming “Yes sir!” In response. They stood up, straight and proud. Like true Greek soldiers, ready to return Queen Helen back to her rightful kingdom.