Jian Yumei saw Temujin on the grassland at this moment.

At this moment, Temujin took back his wife with the help of Wang Han and Jamuha, and they temporarily attached themselves to Jamuha's tribe.

At this time, Jian Yumei saw Temujin and Jamuka galloping on the grassland together.

Temujin is still extremely brave at this moment. His strength is infinite, and his eyes are full of unyielding heroic spirit.

Jamuha's eyes are always filled with wisdom, and they drink together and ride together.

The two of them really look very happy.

At this moment, they were riding horses together, with white clouds and blue sky in the sky and vast grasslands.

The two riders were there, with a vast background of sky and wildness, so heroic.

A big eagle flew from the sky, and Temujin smiled at Jamukha and said, "Anda, how can I shoot this eagle as a witness to our friendship!"

"Okay, Temujin answered, this carving is like a good person, we will be a good person for life," said Jamuka.

"Okay, Jamuka Anda, look," Temujin ran to chase the eagle at this moment.

He kept chasing forward. When he found the right angle, he tied the reins, the horse raised its head and neighed, and its hooves turned towards the sky. At this time, Temujin had already taken down the bow and arrow, and he quickly bent his bow He took an arrow and saw him pulling his long bow and the arrow flew away.

At the moment when the sparks burst out, the eagle who was still soaring proudly in the air suddenly screamed, and the long arrow had already shot into its body, and it could no longer fly in the desert sky.

It fell heavily.

At this moment, Temujin rushed over. At the moment when the eagle was about to land, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the eagle's body.

Temujin laughed loudly after that smile.

Jamuha's face had actually changed slightly at this moment.

Jamuha's mind was so complicated that it turned a lot, but his face quickly returned to normal.

Temujin now mentioned the big eagle to Jamuka, "And, for you, this is the best testimony of our friendship,"

"Okay, Temujin Anbo, you are the real warrior of our Mongolians. Come, I wish you," Jamukha took out a skin bag from his own, which contained a wine bag and two wine glasses.

Jamuha took off the plug of the wine bag and filled the two glasses with the wine.

"Come on, Temujin Anbo, I respect you, you are a warrior. I, Jamuka, have you such an apology as you, really be blessed in my life," Jamuka said.

"Thank you, Jamuka Anda, you are also the person I Temujin respect the most in my life," Jamuka said.

They talked and returned to the tribe.

At this moment, the sun was setting on the grassland, and the two horses left behind were so brilliant together with the red sun.

Temujin returned to his home.

"Borte, I'm back," Temujin walked into the tent.

"Temujin, you're back," said Borte.

"Well, today is so good. Not only did we shoot some prey, I also shot a big eagle to Jamuha Anda," Temujin said.

"You are hunting again," said Borte.

"Well, yes," Temujin said.

"I think you two are so happy, but I always feel that Jamukha is a little strange now," said Borte.

"Why, Borte, you said, I'm sometimes confused and can't think of something, please remind me," Temujin said.

"I can't say it either. I just think Jamukha is quite confident in himself, but when he meets you, he is a little unconfident. I don't know where this feeling comes from," said Borte.

"You mean," Temushi was pondering there at the moment.

"Anyway, you think about it. Actually, you are better than him. I have seen you when you fall. Every time you beat him, he has changed color a little. You don't know yet. Also, you are good at riding horses and shooting archery. He is the leader of the tribe, you are better than him in everything, so let him put his face in it," said Borte.

"That's the reason," Temujin said.

"Yes, anyway, be careful in the future and don't always reveal your skills," said Borte.

That night, when Temujin and Borte were intimate, Temujin lay on the bed in a daze.

His eyes looked at the top of the yurt, and he seemed to see the daytime scene.

He remembered that when he shot the eagle, he smiled and looked at Jamuha. At that moment, the Jamuha he saw was a little panicked, but he pretended not to see it and then turned back and then formally When talking to him, Jamuka smiled again.

Temujin was thinking, yes, Borte was right, sometimes women's observations are very sensitive.

It's not a solution for myself to be in Jamukha.

"You have to start your own business," Temujin told himself.

"Yes, Temujin, no matter where you go, I will follow you," Borte said with a close eye.

"Well, Borte, don't worry, no matter where you go in the future, we will never be separated," Temujin said.

Jian Yumei soon saw that Temujin had bid farewell to Jamuka. He returned to his own place independently and began to gather his old subordinates, his father's old subordinates.

Because Temujin is extraordinary in courage and riding and shooting, his deeds are widely circulated, and people think Temujin is a hero.

It turns out that after Temujin's father Yesu deserved to die, some tribal warriors who defected to other tribes came back slowly with Temujin.

Some other small tribes also began to rely on Temujin.

Gradually, Temujin began to become stronger.

Some tribes that were disrespectful to him were hit by Temujin.

They are all afraid of this leader with a tenacious will.

Among these fearful people, there is also the best Anda Zamuhe, Temujin.

On this day, a clear morning, when Temujin, a decent subordinate, walked out of his tent, his duty these days was to let go.

Suddenly, he was surprised to see that his horses were missing some of the horses that were still there last night.

"The horse was stolen. This is the horse of our tribe. I cannot bear the shame of losing the horse," the subordinate shouted loudly. He rode on the horse and chased the road ahead.

He knew that that direction was the whereabouts of the opponent who had been losing horses recently.

Sure enough, after chasing him for a while, he saw the horses and the people who stole the horses. He was a person who had spoken to him in another tribe.

"I want to teach you a good lesson," Temujin's men bend their bow and arrows, just one arrow.

The arrow was sharp and fast, and the person who was still laughing immediately fell down.

"Recka'er, Recka'er," shouted loudly by the man around the fallen man.

But DeCha'er never answered again.

The one who shoots the archery is called Zelemé, who is an important official of Temujin, and the one who is killed is called Kōchaer, who is Jamuka's younger brother.

Jian Yumei saw a battle that was not fundamental and was crossed in front of Temujin.

Jian Yumei looked at these stories of Temujin. He knew that he must know the story of a generation of geniuses dominating the desert, because the story of Genghis Khan's tomb might appear in the clips of these stories.

I searched for it alone, after all, the information has been covered for thousands of years, and if I searched for it, it might be untrue.

In this way, it will gradually appear in the story of Genghis Khan.

Therefore, Jian Yumei also watched patiently. At the moment of his own research on Temujin, he felt how his thoughts fit Genghis Khan.

Sure enough, when Jamuka learned about his brother's murder, he drew his knife and cut off a corner of several cases in his big tent.

"I, Jamuka, will not be a human being if I don't take revenge. Temujin, today is the moment when we meet you and the death," Jamuka said.

When Temu really made a case with his subordinates in his big tent, someone suddenly came to report it.

"Temujin, Timujin, on the way to you, we saw a large army, with about 30,000 people, coming towards your tribe." The two people came from time to time People who come to the tribe to do business have always respected Temujin.

"Thank you, you saved me, Temujin," Temujin said gratefully to them.

"You're welcome, we're always taking care of you, and it's up to us to report you news," said the two men.

"Everyone said, if Jamukha brought 30,000 people to attack us, how can we deal with them?" Temujin said to everyone in the big tent.

Everyone was in a panic.

"Brother, the water comes and the soil is covered, and the soldiers come and the generals are blocking it. When we come, we will kill him without leaving any armor," said Beregutai.

"But, Beregutai, do you think we have the full strength to defeat Jamuka? They are the strongest tribe on the grassland now," Temujin said.

"Our Mongolian tribes are not vegetarians. Look at the big brother, we are all warriors, we will defeat Jamukha," said Beregutai.

Temujin smiled, "Don't let the ancient platform, courage is of course very important, we still need to listen to everyone's complete plan,"

At this time, the generals Subutai and Mu Huali stepped forward to offer a plan to Temujin.

Temujin showed joy on his face.

"Okay, that's it," Temujin said.

The formal deployment meeting has begun, "We are facing Jamukha this time. My plan is to divide everyone into thirteen wings and face the enemy separately. You can see my arrangements in detail. Anyway, this is 30,000 people to 30,000 people, we all Be careful, your advance and retreat are the basis for our white flags, and you cannot act without authorization."

The war soon began. As the vanguard, the leader of the lord, now he brought his subordinates and the direct general of Temujin to fight Jamuka at the front.

At the rear Temujin and Berehttage watched all this.

"Brother, why did you let the beggars play the striker and not let me go? If they win, wouldn't they be credited?" Beregutai asked unfairly.
To be continued...