This Alibu brother is also quite famous in history. He once competed with Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, for the throne of Khan. He once received the support of three major khanates, while Kublai Khan only received the support of one khanate.
Later, Alibaba was defeated and surrendered, Kublai Khan became the Great Khan, and the major khanates also declared their independence. The division of the Mongol Empire across the Eurasian continent was inseparable from these two brothers.
Brother Alibu said: "Grandpa, have you heard? Two huge eagles descended from Tengger. They live in Altai. Even the bravest hunter cannot damage a single feather of theirs."
(Tenggri: the god of longevity, the god believed by the Mongolians)
Temujin chuckled and said: "Grandpa has to deal with so many military and national affairs every day, how can he have time to pay attention to such true and false rumors?"
"This is not a rumor!"
Brother Alibu said seriously: "Many herdsmen have seen the eagle, which is bigger than a yak and a horse, soaring over the Altai Mountains every day."
"Okay, let's take it as true." Temujin said with a smile, "Brother Alibu, what do you want to do? Do you want grandpa to take you hunting?"
Brother Alibu nodded seriously.
Temujin was a little moved. He had been busy with the Western Expedition, the extermination of the Jin, and other matters some time ago, and was exhausted mentally and physically. Now that the Jin Kingdom has just been destroyed, and the extermination of the Song Dynasty has not yet begun, it is a rare leisure time. Hunting with his beloved grandson is also a pleasure.
thing.
Especially if there really is such a giant eagle, shooting it down will definitely make Temujin's reputation more resounding throughout the grasslands and win the support of countless Mongolians.
Unlike the aging Temujin in history, Temujin in Shao's position was extremely powerful despite his age. He had no doubt that he could shoot the toughest bow and shoot the most ferocious prey.
Ever since, a great sweat hunting activity has begun.
Temujin was not a spellcaster, so he did not notice that his beloved grandson's eyes seemed to sparkle differently from those of ordinary teenagers.
…
The next day, the hunting team led by Temujin headed for the Altai Mountains.
Temujin, several of his sons, and a dozen grandsons were located in the center. They were the most noble royal family. They were accompanied by a general named Zhebei and a hundred elite Mongolian warriors.
The Mongolian horse's journey is not very fast, but the Altai Mountains are not far from Temujin's royal tent, and they are already in sight in more than an hour.
"Grandpa, look!" Brother Ali pointed at the sky in the distance and said excitedly.
Everyone exclaimed in unison.
Above the Altai Mountains, two black spots were slowly circling, and chirping sounds were heard from time to time.
I can see such a big black spot from such a distance. How can I stop it when I get closer?
Temujin also became interested and laughed and said: "Brother Alibu, you are right, these two giant eagles are taller than horses." He looked back at the team and said loudly: "Who can shoot down two giant eagles?
Who is the first warrior on the grassland!"
More than a dozen children and grandchildren, and a hundred Mongolian warriors, raised their scimitars, bows and arrows, and responded to the collective call.
Temujin looked at Zhebie again and said with a smile: "You can try it too."
Zhebie shook his head with a rigid expression: "I am only responsible for protecting the Great Khan."
Temujin laughed and stopped persuading.
The team meandered to the foot of the Altai Mountains. From a closer look, the huge size of the two giant eagles was even more obvious. Below them, there were other falcons, all several times smaller than them.
Seeing so many human knights arriving, other falcons were frightened and fled away.
But the two giant eagles chirped a few times with disdain, fluttered their wings and flew higher into the sky. Under the cover of clouds, their feathers could hardly be seen clearly, and only vague outlines could be seen.
"This giant eagle flies so high, I'm afraid it's more than 300 feet! No wonder it has to be afraid of us. The shooting range of ordinary people's bows and arrows will never reach this height." Temujin's second son Chagatai said.
More than three hundred feet, which is about one thousand meters.
Even with the blessing of spiritual power, it is difficult for these elite-level Mongolian warriors to shoot more than 500 meters, let alone 1,000 meters.
You must know that the range of shooting an arrow into the sky and the range of "shooting horizontally" are two different concepts.
Temujin looked up and said with a smile: "Everything on the grassland should surrender to me. Except for the Changshengtian, I don't need to look up to any living being. Give me these two giant eagles that don't know how to fear.
Shoot it down!"
The Mongols didn't have too many red tapes, and there were no rules for letting princes, princes, and grandsons shoot first. After hearing Temujin's order, the Mongolian warriors unfurled their bows and nocked arrows, and a hundred arrows flew into the sky at the same time.
These arrows are wrapped with a trace of blood-red energy, which is infused with the unique spiritual power of the Mongols - "blood energy".
In fact, this kind of blood energy is similar to the "fighting energy" energy of warriors in Western fantasy settings, but it is different. In terms of lethality, blood energy is stronger than fighting spirit, and has stronger explosive power; but in terms of functionality, blood energy
It's worse. No matter how strong the Mongolian warriors are, they can't control the flight of blood.
These blood-energy arrows were fired from three to four hundred meters away and from five to six hundred meters away. None of the arrows could come close to the two giant eagles.
The giant eagle didn't even change its hovering posture, and was still flying in the sky.
Temujin's descendants, all at least leader-level masters, fired arrows. They were much more powerful, but the arrows still couldn't reach the target. The giant eagle chirped, seeming to be mocking.
"Bring me my bow!" Temujin shouted.
In fact, he had already predicted that among the people accompanying him, no one except Zhebie could shoot two giant eagles. And Zhebie was a person who didn't like to show off, so the glory of shooting down the giant eagles was ultimately
To the great Genghis Khan!
The attendant presented a large and luxurious bow inlaid with gold and precious stones.
Temujin picked up his bow and arrow, narrowed his eyes slightly, and aimed at one of the giant eagles.
boom!
There was a loud sound, and air burst ripples visible to the naked eye appeared. Temujin's arrow easily broke through the sound barrier, carrying a long light and shadow of blood and flying into the sky.
"You're so sweaty and so good at shooting!"
The Mongolian nobles and accompanying warriors all exclaimed.
The arrow flew thousands of meters into the air, its power unabated, and struck straight at one of the giant eagles.
However, the giant eagle flapped its wings and shot down the blood arrow with its claws.
The Mongolians are a bit discolored.
Zhebie said: "Great Khan, these two giant eagles are very powerful."
Temujin nodded and said, "Yes, it's amazing that they can shoot down my arrows even if they are thousands of meters apart. These two giant eagles can defeat many Mongolian generals even if they fight on the ground."
Whoosh, a bunch of things fell from the sky.
"Be careful, sweat." Just as Zhebie said this, the thing flew down and hit Temujin on the head.