Chapter 1680: The Falcon

The latest website: This Brother Ali is also quite famous in history. He once competed with Kublai Khan for the Khan throne, and once received the support of the three major khanates, while Kublai Khan only received the support of one khanate.

Later Ali Bukor was defeated and surrendered, Kublai Khan became the Great Khan, and the major khanates also declared their independence. The division of the Mongolian Empire across the Eurasian continent has an inseparable relationship with these two brothers.

Brother Aribu said: "Grandpa, have you heard? Two huge eagles descended from Tengger. They perch in Altai. Even the bravest hunters can't hurt a single feather of them."

(Tengri: Longevity, the god believed by the Mongols)

Temujin laughed and said, "Grandpa has to deal with so many important military and state affairs every day, how can he have time to care about such true and false rumors."

"This is not a rumor!"

Brother Ali said seriously: "Many herdsmen have seen that eagles, which are bigger than bulls and horses, soar over the Altai Mountains every day."

"Okay, let's take it as real." Temujin smiled, "Brother Ali, what do you want to do? Do you want grandpa to take you hunting?"

Brother Ali nodded seriously.

Temujin was a little moved. He was busy with the Western Expedition, extermination of gold and other affairs some time ago, and he was exhausted physically and mentally. Now that the Kingdom of Jin is about to be destroyed, and the destruction of the Song Dynasty has not yet begun, it is a rare leisure time, and it is also a pleasure to hunt with Ai Sun.

Especially if there is such a giant eagle, shooting it down will definitely make Temujin's prestige, resound through the grassland even more, and win the support of countless Mongolians.

Different from the aging Temujin in history, Temujin in Shaoxing, although not young, is extremely powerful. He has no doubt that he can open the strongest bow and shoot the most ferocious prey.

Ever since, a profuse hunting activity began.

Temujin was not a spellcaster, and he didn't realize that his beloved grandson's eyes seemed to be shining differently from ordinary teenagers.

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The next day, the hunting team led by Temujin set off for the Altai Mountains.

Temujin, several of his sons and more than a dozen grandsons are located in the center, the most honorable royal family; there is also a general Jebe accompanying him,

With a hundred elite Mongolian warriors.

The Mongolian horse's footsteps are not fast, but the Altai Mountains are not far from Temujin's king's tent, and they are already in sight in more than an hour.

"Grandpa, look!" Brother Ali said excitedly, pointing to the sky in the distance.

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Over the Altai Mountains, two black dots were slowly circling, and there were chirping sounds from time to time.

From such a distance, you can see such a big black spot. How about it when you get closer?

Temujin also became interested, laughed and said: "Brother Ali, you are right, these two giant eagles are taller than a horse." Looking back at the team, he said loudly: "Who can shoot down two giant eagles, Who is the number one warrior on the grassland!"

More than a dozen descendants and a hundred Mongolian warriors raised their scimitars, bows and arrows, and shouted in response.

Temujin looked at Jebe again, and said with a smile: "You can try it too."

Jebe shook his head stiffly, "I'm only responsible for defending the Great Khan."

Temujin laughed and stopped persuading.

The team meandered to the foot of the Altai Mountains. From a close view, the huge size of the two giant eagles is more obvious. Below them, there are other falcons, all several times smaller than them.

Seeing so many human knights coming, the other falcons were scared away.

But the two giant eagles honked a few times in disdain, and flew to a higher sky with their wings. Under the cover of the clouds, their feathers can hardly be seen clearly, only vague outlines can be seen.

"This giant eagle flies really high, probably more than three hundred feet! No wonder we have to be afraid of us. The range of ordinary people's bows and arrows can never reach this height." Temujin's second son Chagatai said.

More than three hundred feet, that is, about one thousand meters.

Even with the blessing of spiritual power, it is difficult for these elite Mongolian warriors to shoot more than 500 meters, let alone 1,000 meters.

It is important to know that the range of shooting arrows into the sky and the range of "flat shooting" are two different concepts.

Temujin looked up and said with a smile: "Everything on the grassland should be subject to me. I don't need to look up to any living beings except Changshengtian. Give me these two giant eagles that don't know how to be afraid." Shoot it down!"

The Mongols don't have too many red tapes, and there is no rule for princes and grandchildren to shoot first. After hearing Temujin's order, the Mongol warriors raised their bows and arrows one after another, and a hundred arrows flew into the sky at the same time.

These arrows are wrapped in a trace of blood-red vigor, which is infused with the unique spiritual power of the Mongols-"blood energy" energy.

In fact, this kind of blood energy is similar to the "fighting energy" energy of soldiers in the Western fantasy background, but it is different. In terms of lethality, blood energy is stronger than battle energy, and has stronger explosive power; but in terms of functionality, blood energy is inferior, no matter how strong a Mongolian warrior is, there is no way to control blood energy to fly.

These bloody arrows are as close as three or four hundred meters and as far as five or six hundred meters. No arrow can come close to two giant eagles.

The giant eagle didn't even change its hovering posture, it was still flying in the sky.

Temujin's sons and grandchildren, all of them are at least leader-level masters shooting arrows. They were much stronger, but the arrows still couldn't reach the target. The giant eagle chirped, as if mocking.

"Bring my bow!" Temujin shouted.

In fact, he had already predicted that among the accompanying people, except for Jebe, no one could shoot the two giant eagles. And Jebe doesn't like to show off, so the glory of shooting down the giant eagle must ultimately be attributed to the great Genghis Khan!

The entourage presented a magnificent bow inlaid with gold and precious stones.

Temujin picked up his bow and set his arrow, squinted his eyes slightly, and aimed at one of the giant eagles.

boom!

There was a crackling sound, and air burst ripples visible to the naked eye appeared. Temujin's arrow easily broke through the sound barrier, and it flew into the sky with a long bloody light and shadow wrapped around it.

"Khan is good at shooting!"

The Mongolian nobles and accompanying warriors exclaimed.

The arrow flew a thousand meters into the air, and its power remained undiminished, and it shot straight at one of the giant eagles.

However, the giant eagle flapped its wings and shot down the bloody arrow with its claws.

The Mongols are a little discolored.

Jebe said, "Great Khan, these two giant eagles are very powerful."

Temujin nodded and said, "That's right, it's quite a feat to be able to shoot down my arrow even if it's a thousand meters away. Even if these two giant eagles fight on the ground, they can beat many Mongolian generals."

Whoosh, a lump of things fell from the sky.

"Khan, be careful." Just as Jebe said, the lump had already flown down, hitting Temujin on the head.