"A warrior fiercer than a tiger! What is your name?!"
"Haaha! I am Maha Aguda, Great Chieftain of the riverside tribe!... And you? What are your names?!..."
"Ah! So you are the Great Chieftain of the tribe?! As it should be, indeed it should be! Only a warrior as fierce as you has the right to be Great Chieftain of the whole tribe!..."
On the sandy bank by the river, a thick, long heavy arrow was buried deep in the mud, its tail still trembling. That tiger-strength shot from Maha Aguda had actually flown more than a hundred paces, and with a heavy arrow at that! And where the heavy arrow landed was only a few steps from the three mounted chieftains. This proved that if Maha Aguda had wanted to kill just now, he could have taken them by surprise and shot dead any one of the Wild chieftains!
This inhuman archery made the faces of the three Wild Jurchen chieftains change sharply, filling them with dread. They tightened their grips on the reins at the same time, their eyes fixed hard on Maha Aguda's hands; if he raised his bow again, they would immediately spur their horses away. The Wild cavalry behind them also showed terror on their faces and began to stir restlessly.
"Sky God! With power like that, it must be a heavy bow of more than twelve-strength!"
"By the ancestors! He used a heavy arrow! That has to be a giant bow of fifteen-strength! Even if we searched all the Udihe tribes within several hundred li, we wouldn't find a tiger-strength archer like him!..."
"What is he called? Maha Aguda?... Sounds like the Great Chieftain of a riverside fishing tribe! Could he be from a tribe newly migrated south from Lake Baikal?..."
After a moment,