However, just as Zhang He was stunned when he looked at the corpse of the Outer Mongolian scout on the ground, suddenly a question sounded next to him.

"So how?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang He only heard a very harsh sound of breaking the air, and then he turned to look at Zhao Ming.

I didn't see anything, I only saw Zhao Ming looking up at the sky.

Seeing this, Zhang He couldn't help but look up, and saw a horned eagle about fifty meters above his head diving.

Fifty meters is actually quite a height, and the horned eagle seems to have locked onto a hare in the distance.

However, in the next moment, a black shadow went from the bottom to the top, as if it had predicted the dive distance of the horned eagle in advance, and as the horned eagle just flew to the designated area, the black shadow quickly penetrated it.

With a mournful roar, the horned eagle fluttered its wings and wanted to fly, but it could only circle and fall down.

Zhang He's eyes widened slightly, and he looked up because his open mouth was no longer closed.

His eyes moved all the way down with the direction of the horned eagle's fall, until the horned eagle fell to the ground more than ten meters away, and he still watched the horned eagle struggle to get up in a daze.

The arrow was not particularly accurate, and the arrow almost deviated from the eagle's wings, but it still narrowly pierced the side of the end of the wing.

Even the smallest penetration, the sharp pain and the sudden aggravation of the side made it impossible for the horned eagle to take off again.

"Condor ?!!!"

After a long time, Zhang He looked at Zhao Ming, who was also confused.

Zhao Ming was also quite surprised, just saw this horned eagle start to swoop, and his eyes subconsciously completed the lock.

In an instant, I began to judge the direction of the horned eagle's dive and the time when the arrow had passed, and after a little judgment, the arrow in my hand came out of my hand.

"Hehe, fluke! By the skin of one's teeth! Zhao Ming smiled modestly, he was still quite confused about this.

But he can be sure that even if his archery skills are not up to the level of the Condor Shooter, he is also the best of ordinary archery masters!

Fifty meters doesn't seem tall or far at first glance, but when you think back to the fifty-meter test in junior high school, you know how far it is.

If you really can't compare the floors, it is almost 16-17 floors.

Do you think you can do it with your hands?

But the truth is that even if it is only fifty meters high, it is almost impossible to shoot the eagle.

The elite of the founding period of the previous dynasty used the kind of hard bow that could shoot at a distance of up to 600 meters, and 3 or 400 meters had a certain lethality.

Rao is like this, they don't dare to guarantee that they can shoot the eagle, because the normal flight altitude of the eagle is hundreds of thousands of meters, and the golden eagle can fly at an altitude of thousands of meters.

Predatory time is when they are at their lowest, but it is also when they fly the fastest.

The speed of 240-320 km/h in the dive is equivalent to shooting a sports car running at full speed, and this sports car is not as big as a baby.

Because when the eagle swoops, its wings are sometimes retracted, and its size is like a flying cannonball.

This difficulty....

Moreover, there is a process of attenuation of the power of the arrow, if this height reaches eighty meters or even a hundred meters.

Zhao Ming's arrow may be no problem shooting people, but shooting the eagle is not realistic, because the air flow driven by the eagle when it flies at a rapid speed is very terrifying, even if this arrow still has good lethality, it will still be disturbed by the air current, and it is difficult to hit.

Zhao Ming didn't quite know the gold content of this arrow, but Zhang He set off a storm in his heart.

He knew very well that even if the so-called Condor Archer was Wang Beibei of the current Maoming Abe, the act of shooting the Condor was still completed at a height of thirty meters.

Rao is so already known as the first warrior of the Inner Mongolia grassland, and I don't know if there is anything more powerful in Outer Mongolia.

But Zhao Ming can be called a condor shooter in the strict sense.

Even in the era when the shooter withered, even if he could shoot an eagle that was stationary and dozens of meters away, it could be called an eagle shooter.

After all, this kind of thing is very responsive, and its dynamic vision is first-class.

The moment the arrow is fired, they react.

"Chief Zhao, do you know that if your arrow is displayed among those tribal herdsmen, believe it or not, everyone will bow down to you and make a big bow to you, and you will be called Batel or Baturu!"

Zhang He looked at Zhao Ming with emotion, and his mouth couldn't help but give out the highest praise in his life.

Hearing this, Zhao Ming was also taken aback by Zhang He's praise.

This Baturu and Batelco are the highest praise of the Prairie for warriors.

Needless to say, Baturu needless to say, there are all famous figures who can be so praised in the previous dynasty, including Kangxi.

As for Battle, he is also synonymous with the Warriors.

Both of these titles are incredible.

In this era, the grassland still believed in the previous system, and kneeling and bowing may be a high probability event.

"Master Zhang has an overreputation, it was a coincidence just now, if there is a next time, it will not be clear."

Zhao Ming shook his head, it is true that he may not be able to do it now for him to reproduce again.

First of all, there must be a carving that can be cooperated, and secondly, the state must be online.

Just after the fight, the dopamine secretion in the body has not stopped, and it is at the peak of the state.

However, after this arrow was shot, Zhao Ming felt that his arm was also quite sore.

This thing is really hard, I guess I will shoot a few arrows with a full bow, and this hand will not be able to be used today.

But the strength and endurance will become stronger when you practice this thing, Zhao Ming's body is still developing now, I believe that after practicing for a few months and a few years, it will be easier to shoot with a bow.

Trying to take the golden eagle away, it turned out that this guy still has extremely tenacious combat effectiveness, and if he got a little close, the beak and claws of the bird would pierce him like an iron chisel.

Zhang He still had a way, he made the rope into a simple lasso, flicked the aiming direction slightly, threw and pulled, and the horned eagle's legs were quickly tied.

First, the horned eagle was dragged upside down and carried upside down, and then a leather bag was used to directly cover the head.

With its head covered, the eagle panicked at first, but quickly became honest when it lost its vision.

"Huh! This is not a steppe eagle, it is a falcon! ~”

With this in his hand, Zhang He let out a soft sound.

This Falcon language is also called the sound of falcons, and the alias is also Haidongqing.

This thing has many names, and the scientific name of later generations is the Spear Falcon.

"Sir Zhao, this is a good thing, this thing is either released or tamed, but it's not fun to eat! This thing was called the God of Ten Thousand Eagles in ancient times!

It is said that among the 100,000 condors, there will be only one Haidongqing! ”

Zhang He was stunned, but Zhao Ming knew that only one of the 100,000 shit came out, and this thing was not transformed from that way of raising Gu at all, but from migration.

Starting from the Arctic Circle of Eurasia and finally arriving in the superior environment of the Northeast, it is indeed rare to see it here, so it is not false to say that there is only one in 100,000.

"But Sir Zhao, it's better to release this thing, it's hard to domesticate, and now it's rare to hear that this thing can be tamed, and the difficulty is several times more difficult than ordinary eagle taming. Eating rabbits and eating birds is indeed a well-deserved air overlord.

However, once he can tame it, there are many benefits, at least he can ignore the exploration of Outer Mongolia, and the eagles they raise will become his food. ”

For Hai Dongqing, Zhang He's evaluation is a high.

This is also normal, but anyone on the grassland will not have a low opinion of this thing, and simply put, trolls are embarrassed to give bad reviews.

It belongs to the unattainable existence of many grassland people, how can that sentence come about? What you can't get is always in turmoil.

Before, because there was already fine snow in the sky, and the wind and snow above were even greater, everyone thought that this was an ordinary grassland eagle just covered by a layer of wind and snow.

"Let's take it back first, I'll try it when I have time."

Zhao Ming shook his head, he really had the idea to tame this thing.

Having touched so many corpses, his familiarity with carvings was already very high. In particular, there happened to be one eagle keeper among these scouts.

As for where is his carving?

Zhao Ming looked up and looked around, and then looked around, oh, I found it.

A grassland eagle that was obviously not as large as Hai Dongqing lay quietly in the direction where Hai Dongqing came, about a few hundred meters away, and only a small piece could be seen from a distance, but the red blood on it showed that it was dead.

Hanging Hai Dongqing on horseback, Zhao Ming and the others then began to carry the corpses, dragged the horses of the outer Mongolian scouts over, and tied them together with reins to carry the corpses of the brothers one by one.

As for the corpses of the outer scouts, everyone didn't bother to take care of them, and after doing this, everyone began to rush back with heavy steps.

This fight made Zhao Ming recognize the gap between the two sides.

It is undeniable that the encounters this time may be hard stubble.

But I also have to admit that my own strength is far inferior to the other party.

It's not about the number of people, it's about the strength.

They are a country, and they are only part of the herders.

What a country can use must be professional soldiers, all of whom are good at taking off production.

And on his own side, even if he has already looked good after a short period of training, no matter how low the lower limit is, it will not be low.

On the contrary, the opponent's ceiling is much higher, and they are all veterans who have been honed for a long time.

Back in the tent, when they saw the twenty or so corpses, everyone couldn't help but feel as if this winter had become cold in advance.

The families of these herders have begun to weep, and the death of the breadwinner of the family is more serious than the loss of a man in the Central Plains.

However, Zhao Ming quickly stabilized everyone's emotions.

"I know the enemy you're going to face this time is strong, and I know you're in pain.

I know you're scared, but I understand that, and I've been scared!

But Zhao Ming put his words here today, I Zhao Ming can not give you much, but I can make sure that each of you will not starve to death in winter.

I will ensure that each of your brothers who follow me into battle will not be humiliated in the future.

I don't understand what other tribes would do in this situation, but now ......"

Saying that, Zhao Ming looked around, and his eyes met a pair of eyes that were either confused, worried, suspicious or puzzled.

Even in the face of thousands of people, these eyes still have a strong power that can penetrate people's hearts.