Three Kingdoms: A Million Soldiers Grown from the Fields

Chapter 54 Eagle and Falcon (Please continue reading)

Nine pigs in the pigsty eagerly awaited Zhang Xian's arrival.

To be precise, it should be the bucket of food in his hand.

A whole bucket of steamed sorghum fermentation mixed with pumpkin leaves and bran gave off a rather unpleasant smell.

But it doesn't matter to pigs, as long as they're edible.

He poured the mixed feed from the bucket into the trough, then went back to add a new bucket. The nine pigs had a large appetite, and since they had been castrated, they did nothing but eat and sleep all day.

After four buckets of feed were poured out, the pigs in the sty finally ate their fill and started sunbathing.

He cleaned the feeding trough, added water, and then picked up a brush and stepped into the pigpen to brush each pig.

The daily routine of managing livestock consists of feeding, cleaning, and brushing. Each step involves gaining experience points, which he figured out little by little through trial and error.

These nine pigs are now half-grown, and in another five or six days they will be fully grown. There is also a pigpen in Peach Blossom Spring, where several pigs are raised. However, although those pigs also come from the farm in the homestead, they are used for breeding. When the pigs in the farm in the homestead are about to be slaughtered, he will bring the pigs from the pigpen in Peach Blossom Spring in, let them have a few litters, and then repeat the process.

After finishing with the pigsty, only the cowshed next door remained. There were only six cows in the cowshed at the moment, but they were all pregnant and about to give birth.

Just as they were about to push open the wooden door of the cattle pen, several sharp, urgent 'click-clack' sounds suddenly came from high above.

Zhang Xian suddenly looked up and saw a peregrine falcon circling high in the sky. Before long, it transformed into a sharp sword and descended from the sky.

"You chicken thief! Here you go again!"

"You got away last time, but today I'm making sure you stay. You ate a few of my chickens, enough to pay off your debts for a lifetime!"

"Hansheng! Damn it, Hansheng went to Zhending." He wanted to call Huang Zhong, but suddenly remembered that Huang Zhong had gone to Zhending County to purchase timber and timber.

"Brother Yun!"

Helpless, he had no choice but to call out loudly to the only two people in the village who were skilled in archery.

The farm and livestock troupe were not far from the training ground, and Zhao Yun, who was instructing the spearmen of Peach Blossom Village, had already heard the commotion.

"What's wrong, Brother Xian!" he responded loudly.

"Get the bow! Shoot that damned chicken thief down for me!"

"Yes, sir!" Zhao Yun loudly accepted the order.

Then he instructed the Peach Blossom Spring people: "Practice on your own!"

After saying that, he took a longbow from the weapon rack and, as he ran, skillfully strung it up.

Eagles in the sky are extremely fast, but no matter how fast they go, they still land on chicken coops in farms and livestock farms.

Zhao Yun ran to a suitable distance, quickly adjusted his breathing, and drew back his longbow.

call out--!
The arrow streaked across the sky like a bolt of lightning.

A few feathers fluttered after landing.

The arrow grazed the wing of the falcon that had already caught and stepped on a hen, and then became embedded in the ground.

Zhang Xian, standing to the side, opened his robes and leaped towards the falcon that had been startled by the arrows.

The robe covered the falcon and a hen, from which came constant clucking and clicking sounds.

"Have you captured Xian Ge'er?"

"I thought I had missed; that arrow was shot too hastily."

Zhao Yun ran over and looked at Xian Ge'er, who was slapping his robe.

"You stole a chicken! You stole a chicken!" Zhang Xian slapped the head of the eagle under his robe a few times, still not satisfied.

This wasn't the first time this guy had come. Two weeks ago, chickens went missing from the chicken coop at Jiayuan Farm. He initially thought they were weasels, but a few days later, when he was cleaning the coop, he found some scattered feathers and realized they might be birds of prey like peregrine falcons.

Today, he finally ran right into us.

"Your arrow was just right; it scared it without hurting it. This eagle can't escape now. I must give it a good spur!"

"Brother Xian, you're talking nonsense again." Zhao Yun replied with amusement, straddling his longbow. "Then I'll head back. The drills this morning aren't over yet." "Go on, go on." Zhang Xian waved his hand, then casually wrapped the falcon in his robe.

He dared not touch them directly with his bare hands; those birds of prey could easily tear his hand bones apart with their beaks and claws.

Carefully shifting his robes, as an eagle's head emerged, he immediately activated the [Spiritual Companion] skill from the level two of [Beast Taming].

A mysterious feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and the peregrine falcon, which had been about to peck at Zhang Xian, became docile.

"It's linked already?"

Zhang Xian had a feeling of 'that's it'. He carefully reached out with his hand, wrapped in his robe, to test the waters, but the hawk showed no hostility towards him. Instead, it affectionately nuzzled his hand, which was wrapped in his robe.

"Why are you acting so sneaky?"

Once he confirmed that the skill had indeed taken effect, he completely lifted his robes, revealing the true form of the eagle.

With a streamlined body, it is about fifty or sixty centimeters long. Its claws are golden, powerful and sharp. Its eyes have vertical pupils, and two black feather stripes under its eyelids give it a fierce look. Its beak is also curved, giving it a cold and sharp, military feel.

"What a beautiful bird!" Zhang Xian couldn't help but exclaim.

Putting aside everything else, this falcon has an exceptionally good appearance.

He was too lazy to put his robe back on, so he simply wrapped it around his forearm a few times, whistled at the falcon, and the falcon jumped onto his forearm.

He spread his wings and flapped them twice, the strong wind blowing his hair wild.

"The wingspan looks bigger now, it must be at least 1.2 or 1.3 meters, but it's a bit lighter, weighing at most five pounds."

Wearing only an undershirt, Zhang Xian looked at the toy as if he had received a new and interesting one. He tossed his forearm up and shouted, "Go!"

The eagles flew off like arrows released from a bow—no, even faster than arrows—into one direction.

In a second or two, it became a black dot and disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, it's not me, where's my bird?"

"I'm such a big bird!"

Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment. The speed was too fast, and he didn't even have time to react before the falcon disappeared.

He will release him; he can just raise his hand and say so.

But what about receiving it?
How do I get it back?
Do you have a tutorial? Could you please provide an instruction manual?

Fortunately, the released falcon did not actually leave. About four or five minutes later, Zhang Xian heard a cry of an eagle echoing in the sky.

A gust of wind swept over immediately.

puff puff—

The flapping of its wings was very rhythmic. The falcon hovered in front of Zhang Xian, with a rather large rat clutched in its talons.

"It can even hover!"

Zhang Xian stared wide-eyed as the peregrine falcon hovered in mid-air, its wings flapping so that his clothes fluttered in the wind.

With a loosening of its sharp golden claws, the plump rat fell to his feet with a "thud," its tail still twitching nervously.

"Good heavens, they're even offering a pledge of allegiance?" He crouched down and poked the dead rat with a twig. Seeing this, the peregrine falcon suddenly swooped down over his head and landed on his shoulder with its claws.

"Hiss, your claws are sharp enough. I'll have to sew a piece of leather onto your shoulder from now on."

Zhang Xian winced slightly: "You feathered beast, you sure know how to put on airs!" Before he finished speaking, the peregrine falcon darted towards the chicken coop like lightning, startling the flock of hens into scattering and clucking.

It precisely picked up the frightened hen and gently placed it beside the feeding trough.

"This is... an exchange?" Zhang Xian stared in disbelief.

The peregrine falcon suddenly flew back to his shoulder, its sharp talons hooking onto his robe with a soft "click-click" sound, and a hint of smugness shone in its vertical pupils.

From afar came Zhao Yun's shouts as he trained the villagers, which, mixed with the rhythm of flapping wings, created a strangely harmonious sound.

(End of this chapter)