Reborn on the Grassland, My Tamed Golden Eagle Can Tear Wolves Apart

[Era + Rebirth + Falconry + Grassland + Anti-poaching + Hardcore Growth + Not Brainless] Wildlife photographer Qi Feng woke up and returned to 1985, becoming the second son of a bullied herdsman at the foot of the Altai Mountains. At the beginning, there were thirty-two sheep in the family, one-third of the pasture was occupied by neighbors, and my own father did not even dare to fart. Others accept their orders and he climbs cliffs; others herd sheep and he tames falcons. A young golden eagle with a broken wing was rescued from a cliff, and his hawk hunting blood was awakened - his eyesight doubled, and he could overlook the entire grassland with the help of an eagle. From then on, he could find the lost sheep with his eyes closed. He would ride straight to where the poachers were camping and make a dive to shut up all the old hunters in the falconry competition. Neighbor Batu puts his hands on his hips and curses? Golden eagles flew by, hats flew off, and people sat in piles of cow dung. A poaching gang entered the mountains with three guns? The frost wings swooped down from an altitude of two thousand meters, overturned the barrel of the gun at a speed of three hundred kilometers per hour - you want to try it from the sky? A cross-border smuggling leader said: "Send someone to keep an eye on that eagle. If it doesn't take off, he will be blind." Qi Feng stood on the ridge, with the shadows of three raptors spreading their wings behind him. The wind made the hem of his clothes rustle. "Guess how many I brought today?"