But although the god was so fond of war, he was not so successful in it as the goddess Athena She used wisdom and cunning to help her in her battles while Ares never stopped to think, but plunged ahead. Then the strongest and bravest of warriors had to give way before him. Indeed, Ares was so fond of battle that he would often come down from heaven, and take part himself in the fights of men. The roar and confusion of the battlefield were delightful to him, and the more men that were killed the better he liked it. He liked to see them throw their spears, and shoot their arrows, and strike with their swords at one another. He liked to see the chiefs driving furiously toward each other in their war chariots, with helmets on their heads, and shields on their arms. Nothing pleased Ares better than a battle between two great armies. And although they worshiped him, they did not care to build quite so many temples in his honor as they did for the other gods. So, instead of loving him as they did Zeus and Apollo and Athena, they dreaded him, and called him "bloody Ares," and "raging Ares," because of his fierce temper. But the only help they could ever expect to get from Ares was that which he might give them when they were at war, and even then he might be on the other side. The Greeks believed that the other gods protected them, or helped them in useful ways, and so they loved them. HardingĪres was the god of war and battle, and cared for almost nothing else. The mythical story of Ares, the God of Warīy Caroline H.
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