Mongol - Shuudan Ilgeemj Shalgah

The wind over the Khyilung steppe did not howl. It sang — a low, mournful vibration that made the grass bow like a congregation in prayer. In the shadow of a rock outcropping, five riders sat motionless on their stocky horses. They were the Shuudan — the Mongolian quick-response unit. Their mission: assess the "ilgeemj" (the delivery/consignment) before the winter solstice.

He drew the bow. The arrow whistled as it flew, a sound like a screaming eagle. mongol shuudan ilgeemj shalgah

"Wax is soft. No thread. And the camel saddles are Uzbek style — not ours. It's a decoy to draw us west. The real ilgeemj is probably already moving north through the black marsh." The wind over the Khyilung steppe did not howl