“A reward for whoever can bring one down!” Temujin cried. Jebe wanted his student to show off his skills, so he gave his bow to Guo Jing and whispered, “Kneel down and aim for the neck.” Guo Jing obeyed. He held the weighty bow in his left hand and drew back the arrow. Two black condors were flying wing to wing. He took aim and shot. The bow bent like the moon, the arrow flashed like a meteor. It pierced through the first condor’s neck and lodged itself into the abdomen of the second. Together, the birds fell to the ground. A roar came from the crowd and, frightened, the remaining birds
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