Harold Lamb,
The Making of the Morning Star…
(1924)
“ Robert reeled and steadied himself on his feet against Subotai's rush. His breath was whistling from his lungs; both hands were slashed to the bone, and blood streamed from his forehead into his open mouth. Recognizing the warrior of the buffalo horns as the one who had sought him on the causeway, he swung up the morning star as the giant leaped forward. ”
Harold Lamb,
The Making of the Morning Star…
(1924)
“ A man's spine snapped like a bent branch, and some one cried out: “Subotai! Way for the Buffalo!” The knot about Robert fell away as the warriors drew back, glaring and snarling at their victim—as dogs might leave the side of a stag half-pulled to earth. On his pony Genghis Khan had not stirred, although the beast snorted and stamped, a spear's length from the struggle. Only the eyes of the old Mongol followed every move of the men below him. ”
Harold Lamb,
The Making of the Morning Star…
(1924)
“ He saw Chepe Noyon running toward him, felt the iron embrace of the Mongol's arms about his bruised ribs and looked up as a shout roared forth from ten thousand throats—“Ahatou koke Mongku, ho!”“O little son,” cried the Tiger Lord, “you overthrew the Buffalo! You lifted him in your hands and tossed him down! Hai—I chose well—by the white horse of Kaidu, by the eyes of all the gods—I picked a man!” He drew back to look into Robert's scarred features. “Did you hear the salute of the Horde? No man hath overthrown Subotai before. Nay, you know not the words of the Horde. ”
