Genghis: Bones of the Hills (Ghenghs Khan: Conqueror Series #3)

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From the author of the bestselling The Dangerous Book for Boys
 
From Conn Iggulden, #1 bestselling author of six historical epics and coauthor of the international sensation The Dangerous Book for Boys, comes a magnificent new work of fiction. Here, the Mongol conqueror Genghis Khan, stalked by enemies seen and unseen and plagued by a divided family, leads a sprawling force of horsemen beyond the realm ...
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Overview

From the author of the bestselling The Dangerous Book for Boys
 
From Conn Iggulden, #1 bestselling author of six historical epics and coauthor of the international sensation The Dangerous Book for Boys, comes a magnificent new work of fiction. Here, the Mongol conqueror Genghis Khan, stalked by enemies seen and unseen and plagued by a divided family, leads a sprawling force of horsemen beyond the realm of their known world. He will bring a storm to Arab lands and face the armies of the shah in all their strength.

From the fierce cold plains of Mongolia to the Korean Peninsula, Genghis’s brothers, sons, and commanders have made emperors bow, slaughtering vast armies of fighting men. But as Genghis enters a strange new land of towering mountains and arid desert, he stirs an enemy greater than any he has met before. Under his command, Shah Ala-ud-Din Mohammed has thousands of fierce Arab warriors, teeming cavalry, and terrifying armored elephants. When Genghis strikes, the Arabs prove their mettle. On the verge of defeat, Genghis is forced to leave his own vast encampment, and the women and children in it, in the path of an enraged, savage enemy.

While the Mongols—men, women, and children—fight back, as secret assassins are sent into the night, another battle is taking shape. Two of Genghis’s sons, Jochi and Chagatai, are steeped in enmity. Warriors choose between them, and a murderer commits an unspeakable crime. Soon the most powerful man in the world, who has brought devastation to this land, must choose a successor. And when he does, it will touch off the most bitter conflict of all.

In a novel that ranges from the fertile lands of the Chin to the dust and rock of Afghanistan, Conn Iggulden weaves the epic story of history’s most enigmatic conqueror —those who feared him, those who defied him, and those whose bones he left behind.

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Yes, you do recognize the author's name. Conn Iggulden is the coauthor of the bestselling Dangerous Book for Boys. He's also responsible for a magnificent trilogy of historical epics on Mongol empire maker Genghis Khan (1162-1227). In Genghis: Bones of the Hill, which concludes the cycle, this mighty warrior reaches the limits of his astonishing conquests and is forced to confront the increasing tension among his sons. Historical movement on a grand scale; cinematic in its scope.
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“Iggulden's trilogy [is] a feat of rousing, adventure-packed storytelling ... a kind of fictionalized Dangerous Book, loaded with the lore of warfare, horsemanship, strategy, and exotic geography and history, along with the perils as well as the virtues of an unrelenting ethos of manliness.”—National Review

“The exciting third novel in Iggulden's Genghis Khan series … is epic historical fiction at its finest: exciting, suspenseful, colorful and well-grounded in fact…. Iggulden's vivid descriptions of bloody battles, masterful sieges and political intrigue are gripping…. With this tale, it is easy to see why the name Genghis is synonymous with conquest and military genius.” —Publishers Weekly, starred review

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Publishers Weekly

The exciting third novel in Iggulden's Genghis Khan series tells the dramatic story of the Mongol invasion and conquest of Central Asia. Genghis has already defeated the Chinese and Koreans, and now marches his vast army west to punish and conquer the Muslim lands of central Asia ruled by Shah Mohammed. For eight years the Mongols ravage the shah's empire, crushing armies, destroying cities and slaughtering anyone who resists. Iggulden's vivid descriptions of bloody battles, masterful sieges and political intrigue are gripping, showcasing Genghis's brilliance as a strategist, tactician, administrator and leader. Side plots include the deadly rivalry between two of Genghis's sons, the rape and murder of Genghis's sister by a trusted adviser, the surprising rise of the shah's son as a capable enemy and the treachery of Genghis's son toward his father. This is epic historical fiction at its finest: exciting, suspenseful, colorful and well-grounded in fact. With this tale, it is easy to see why the name Genghis is synonymous with conquest and military genius. (Mar.)

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Library Journal
In this third installment of No. 1 New York Times best-selling author Iggulden's (www.conniggulden.com) masterly "Conqueror" series on Genghis Khan—following Lords of the Bow (2008), also available from Recorded Books—Genghis and the Mongols must rely on all of his brilliance and force of personality to confront opposition from an army of Arab warriors. The story has something for nearly everyone: intrigue, loyalty, betrayal, action, jealousy, tension, and a good grasp of the time period. Actor/Audie Award-winning series reader Richard Ferrone's performance is vivid and captivating. Truly, historical fiction at its best; highly recommended. [An alternate recording is available from Blackstone Audio, with Stefan Rudnicki reading.—Ed.]—Scott R. DiMarco, Mansfield Univ. of Pennsylvania Lib.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780385342803
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 7/13/2010
  • Series: Genghis Khan: Conqueror Series , #3
  • Pages: 432
  • Sales rank: 67,679
  • Product dimensions: 5.34 (w) x 7.98 (h) x 0.92 (d)

Meet the Author

Conn Iggulden
Conn Iggulden is the author of two previous Genghis Khan novels: Genghis: Birth of an Empire and Genghis: Lords of the Bow, as well as the Emperor novels, which chronicle the life of Julius Caesar: Emperor: The Gates of Rome, Emperor: The Death of Kings, Emperor: The Field of Swords, and Emperor: The Gods of War, all of which are available in paperback from Dell. He is also the coauthor of the #1 New York Times bestseller The Dangerous Book for Boys. He lives with his wife and children in Hertfordshire, England.

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Chapter One


THE WIND HAD FALLEN on the high ridge. Dark clouds drifted above, making bands of shadow march across the earth. The morning was quiet and the land seemed empty as the two men rode at the head of a narrow column, a jagun of a hundred young warriors. The Mongols could have been alone for a thousand miles, with just creaking leather and snorting ponies to break the stillness. When they halted to listen, it was as if silence rolled back in over the dusty ground.

Tsubodai was a general to the Great Khan, and it showed in the way he held himself. His armor of iron scales over leather was well worn, with holes and rust in many places. His helmet was marked where it had saved his life more than once. All his equipment was battered, but the man himself remained as hard and unforgiving as the winter earth. In three years of raiding the north, he had lost only one minor skirmish and returned the following day to destroy the tribe before word could spread. He had mastered his trade in a land that seemed to grow colder with each mile into the wastes. He had no maps for his journey, just rumors of distant cities built on rivers frozen so solid that oxen could be roasted on the ice.

At his right shoulder rode Jochi, the eldest son of the khan himself. Barely seventeen, he was yet a warrior who might inherit the nation and perhaps command even Tsubodai in war. Jochi wore a similar set of greased leather and iron, as well as the saddle packs and weapons all the warriors carried. Tsubodai knew without asking that Jochi would have his ration of dried blood and milk, needing only water to make a nourishing broth. The land did not forgive those who took survival lightly, and both men had learned the lessons of winter.

Jochi sensed the scrutiny and his dark eyes flickered up, always guarded. He had spent more time with the young general than he ever had with his father, but old habits were hard to break. It was difficult for him to trust, though his respect for Tsubodai knew no limit. The general of the Young Wolves had a feel for war, though he denied it. Tsubodai believed in scouts, training, tactics, and archery above all else, but the men who followed him saw only that he won, no matter what the odds. As others could fashion a sword or a saddle, Tsubodai fashioned armies, and Jochi knew he was privileged to learn at his side. He wondered if his brother Chagatai had fared as well in the east. It was easy to daydream as he rode the hills, imagining his brothers and father struck dumb at the sight of how Jochi had grown and become strong.

"What is the most important item in your packs?" Tsubodai said suddenly.

Jochi raised his eyes to the brooding sky for an instant. Tsubodai delighted in testing him.

"Meat, General. Without meat, I cannot fight."

"Not your bow?" Tsubodai said. "Without a bow, what are you?"

"Nothing, General, but without meat, I am too weak to use the bow."

Tsubodai grunted at hearing his own words repeated. "When the meat is all gone, how long can you live off blood and milk?"

"Sixteen days at most, with three remounts to share the wounds."  Jochi did not have to think. He had been drilled in the answers ever since he and Tsubodai had ridden with ten thousand men from the shadow of the Chin emperor's city.

"How far could you travel in such a time?" Tsubodai said.

Jochi shrugged.  "Sixteen hundred miles with fresh remounts. Half again as far if I slept and ate in the saddle."

Tsubodai saw that the young man was hardly concentrating, and his eyes glinted as he changed tack.

"What is wrong with the ridge ahead?" he snapped.

Jochi raised his head, startled. "I . . ."

"Quickly! Men are looking to you for a decision. Lives wait on your word."

Jochi swallowed, but in Tsubodai he had learned from a master.

"The sun is behind us, so we will be visible for miles as we reach the crest." Tsubodai began to nod, but Jochi went on. "The ground is dusty. If we cross the high point of the ridge at any speed, we will raise a cloud into the air."

"That is good, Jochi," Tsubodai said. As he spoke, he dug in his heels and rode hard at the crest ahead. As Jochi had predicted, the hundred riders released a mist of reddish grit that billowed above their heads. Someone would surely see and report their position.

Tsubodai did not pause as he reached the ridge. Digging in his heels, he sent his mare over, the rear legs skittering on loose stones. Jochi matched him and then took a sharp breath of dust that made him cough into his hand. Tsubodai had come to a halt fifty paces beyond the ridge, where the broken ground began to dip to the valley. Without orders, his men formed a wide double rank around him, like a bow drawn on the ground. They were long familiar with the firebrand of a general who had been placed over them.

Tsubodai stared into the distance, frowning. The surrounding hills enclosed a flat plain through which a river ran, swollen with spring rain. Along its banks, a slow-moving column trotted, bright with flags and banners. In other circumstances, it would have been a sight to take the breath, and even as his stomach clenched, Jochi felt a touch of admiration. Ten, perhaps eleven thousand Russian knights rode together, house colors in gold and red streaming back over their heads. Almost as many followed them in a baggage train of carts and remounts, women, boys, and servants. The sun chose that moment to break through the dark clouds in a great beam that lit the valley. The knights shone.

Their horses were massive, shaggy animals, almost twice the weight of the Mongol ponies. Even the men who rode them were a strange breed to Jochi's eyes. They sat like they were made of stone, solid and heavy in metal cloth from their cheeks to their knees. Only their blue eyes and hands were unprotected. The armored knights had come prepared for battle, carrying long spears like lances, but tipped in steel. They rode with the weapons upright, the butts held in leather cups close behind the stirrups. Jochi could see axes and swords hanging down from waist belts, and every man rode with a leaf-shaped shield hooked to his saddle. The pennants streamed back over their heads and they looked very fine in the bands of gold and shadow.

"They must see us," Jochi murmured, glancing at the plume of dust above his head.

The general heard him speak and turned in the saddle. "They are not men of the plains, Jochi. They are half blind over such a distance. Are you afraid? They are so large, these knights. I would be afraid."

For an instant, Jochi glowered. From his father, it would have been mockery. Yet Tsubodai spoke with a light in his eyes. The general was still in his twenties, young to command so many. Tsubodai was not afraid, though. Jochi knew the general cared nothing for the massive warhorses or the men who rode them. Instead, he placed his faith in the speed and arrows of his Young Wolves.

The jagun was made up of ten arbans, each commanded by an officer. By Tsubodai's order, only those ten men wore heavy armor. The rest had only leather tunics under padded deels. Jochi knew Genghis preferred the heavy charge to the light, but Tsubodai's men seemed to survive. They could hit and gallop faster than the ponderous Russian warriors, and there was no fear in their ranks. Like Tsubodai, they looked hungrily down the slope at the column and waited to be seen.

"You know your father sent a rider to bring me home?" Tsubodai said.

Jochi nodded. "All the men know."

"I had hoped to go further north than this, but I am your father's man. He speaks and I obey, do you understand?"

Jochi stared at the young general, forgetting for a moment the knights who rode in the valley below.

"Of course," he said, his face showing nothing.

Tsubodai glanced back at him, amused. "I hope you do, Jochi. He is a man to follow, your father. I wonder how he will respond when he sees how well you have grown."

For a moment, anger twisted Jochi's face before he smoothed his features and took a deep breath. Tsubodai had been more like a father than his own in many ways, but he did not forget the man's true loyalty. At an order from Genghis, Tsubodai would kill him. As he looked at the young general, he thought there would be some regret, but not enough to hold the blow.

"He will need loyal men, Tsubodai," Jochi said. "My father would not call us back to build or rest. He will have found some new land to tear to pieces. Like the wolf, he is always hungry, even to the point of bursting his own stomach."

Tsubodai frowned to hear the khan described in such a way. In three years, he had seen no affection when Jochi spoke of his father, though sometimes there was a wistfulness that showed less and less as the seasons passed. Genghis had sent away a boy, but a man would return to him, Tsubodai had made certain of that. For all his bitterness, Jochi was a cool head in battle and the men looked on him with pride. He would do.

"I have another question for you, Jochi," Tsubodai said.

Jochi smiled for an instant. "You always have, General," he replied.

"We have drawn these iron knights after us for hundreds of miles, exhausting their horses. We have captured their scouts and put them to the question, though I do not know of this 'Jerusalem' they seek, or who this 'white Christ' is." Tsubodai shrugged. "Perhaps I will meet him one day over the length of my sword, but the world is large and I am but one man."

As he spoke, he watched the armored knights and the trailing baggage lines behind them, waiting to be seen.

"My question, Jochi, is this. These knights are nothing to me. Your father has called me back and I could ride now, while the ponies are fat with summer grass. Why then are we here, waiting for the challenge?"

Jochi's eyes were cold as he replied.

"My father would say it is what we do, that there is no better way for a man to spend his years than at war with enemies. He might also say you enjoy it, General, and that is all the reason you need."

Tsubodai's gaze did not waver.

"Perhaps he would say that, but you hide behind his words. Why are we here, Jochi? We do not want their big horses, even for meat. Why will I risk the lives of warriors to smash the column you see?"

Jochi shrugged irritably. "If it is not that, I do not know."

"For you, Jochi," Tsubodai said seriously. "When you return to your father, you will have seen all forms of battle, in all seasons. You and I have captured towns and raided cities, ridden desert and forests so thick we could hardly cut our way through. Genghis will find no weakness in you." Tsubodai smiled briefly at Jochi's stony expression. "I will be proud when men say you learned your skill under Tsubodai the Valiant."

Jochi had to grin at hearing the nickname from Tsubodai himself. There were no secrets in the camps.

"There it is," Tsubodai muttered, pointing to a distant messenger racing to the head of the Russian column. "We have an enemy who leads from the front, a very brave man."

Jochi could imagine the sudden dismay among the knights as they looked into the bowl of hills and saw the Mongol warriors.

Tsubodai grunted softly as an entire rank peeled off the column and began trotting up the slopes, the long spears ready. He showed his teeth as the gap began to narrow. They were charging uphill, in their arrogance. He longed to teach them their error.

"Do you have your paitze, Jochi? Show it to me."

Jochi reached behind him to where his bow holder was strapped to the saddle. He lifted a flap in the stiff leather and pulled out a plaque of solid gold, stamped with a wolf's head in profile. At twenty ounces, it was heavy, but small enough for him to grip in his hand.

Tsubodai ignored the men rising doggedly up the hill to face the eldest son of Genghis.

"You have that and the right to command a thousand by my hand, Jochi. Those who command a jagun have one of mere silver, like this." Tsubodai held up a larger block of the whitish metal. "The difference is that the silver paitze is given to a man elected by the officers of each arban below him."

"I know this," Jochi said.

Tsubodai glanced back at the knights laboring closer. "The officers of this jagun have asked to have you lead them, Jochi. I had no part in it." He held out the silver paitze and Jochi took it joyfully, passing back the plaque of gold.

Tsubodai was solemn and deliberately formal, but his eyes were bright. "When you return to your father, Jochi, you will have known all ranks and positions." The general gestured, cutting the air with his hand. "On the right, the left, and the center." He looked over the heads of the straining knights cantering up the hill, seeing a flicker of movement on a crag in the distance. Tsubodai nodded sharply.

"It is time. You know what you have to do, Jochi. Command is yours." Without another word, Tsubodai clapped the younger man on the shoulder and rode back over the ridge, leaving the jagun of riders in the care of one suddenly nervous leader.

Jochi could feel the combined stares of the hundred men on his back as he struggled to hide his pleasure. Each arban of ten elected one man to lead them, then those men elected one of their number to lead the hundred in war. To be so chosen was an honor. A voice in his mind whispered that they only honored his father, but he crushed it, refusing to doubt. He had earned the right and confidence swelled in him.

"Bow lines!" Jochi called. He gripped his reins tightly to hide his tension as the men formed a wider line so that every bow could bear. Jochi glanced over his shoulder, but Tsubodai had truly gone, leaving him alone. The men still watched and he forced the cold face, knowing they would remember his calm. As they raised their bows, he held up a clenched fist, waiting while his heart thumped painfully in his chest.    

At four hundred paces, Jochi dropped his arm and the first flight of arrows whipped into the air. It was too far and those that reached the knights splintered on their shields, now held high and forward, so that almost the entire man was protected. The long shields showed their purpose as a second flight struck the ranks without a single rider going down.

The powerful horses were not fast, but still the gap closed and Jochi only watched. At two hundred paces, he raised his fist once more and another hundred arrows waited on creaking strings. At such a distance, he did not know if the knights' armor would save them. Nothing ever had.

"Shoot like you have never owned a bow," he shouted. The men around him grinned and the arrows snapped out. Jochi winced instinctively at shafts that went clear over the enemy heads, as if loosed by panicking fools. Only a few struck, and of those, still fewer brought a horse or man down. They could hear the thunder of the charge now and saw the front ranks begin to lower their spears in anticipation.

Facing them, Jochi smothered his fear in a sudden bloom of rage. He wanted nothing more than to draw his sword and kick his mount down the slope at the enemy. Shaking with frustration, he gave a different order.

"Retreat over the ridge," Jochi shouted. He wrenched at his reins and his horse jerked into a run. His jagun shouted incoherently, turning in chaos after their general. Behind him, he heard guttural voices yelling in triumph and acid rose in his throat, though whether it was from fear or anger, he did not know.

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  • Posted August 5, 2011

    E-book pricing sucks!

    Before anyone get inflamed about me rating a book on pricing, hear me out. The way e-books are being priced is absolutely disgusting. I can understand it when a hardcover is initially released if they want to keep the prices high. Pricing it higher than a paperback - that is insulting to the customer.

    1. You pay money to buy an ebook reader
    2. There is no resale value for the ebook
    3. There are no printing costs and minimal distribution costs for ebooks.

    What the heck are the publishers thinking? This is going to be my last eBook from B&N. My Nook is going to be purely used to rent books from the library till they fix the pricing model.

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  • Posted December 6, 2009

    A great historical yarn

    Historical fiction at its best. Genghis really comes alive in these pages, along with many of his contemporaries. A tour de force.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 10, 2011

    thumbs up

    not only a good read, but a mind teaser as well. after reading this book i immediately had to read the next in the series, then the next.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 14, 2009

    Genghis

    This third in a series, should not have been the last ; but was well written. It made you want to see the future Khan's in writing, and how they made a impact on the future of thier times.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 20, 2009

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    Spellbinding

    As with the precedent novels of this series, Conn Iggulden brings an age long gone by back to life in all its terrifying splendor and does an incredible job of it. From the very beginning to the end, he gives his audience an unsurpassable realistic plunge back into the past, to how the world worked at that time and how those who lived at that time saw it. Even those characters who stay in the novel only for a breadth of time are concretely imagined and solidly rooted in Iggulden's realistic setting, only giving the book more life.
    Yet perhaps the most distinguishing trait that stands out is the fact that Conn Iggulden gives one of the greatest conquerors in history every human characteristics a man could possibly posses, making him seem much more than the cruel khan who ordered the deaths of millions and bathed in destruction and blood eveyrwhere he went. For indeed, while Genghis is revealed as an extroardinary man who did the unprecedent, Conn Iggulden also reveals him as a man with his own pains and troubles and how he deals and surmounts them--that which made him legendary. The author interweaves these two characteristics together so well that the reader actually finds himself rooting for the mongol khan and his fellow kin along the book, asking for more destruction and bloodshed.
    Demanding more destruction and bloodshed.
    Combined with the author's suspense and thrilling pace, this is one book the reader will enjoy wholly to the last page and devour eagerly.

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  • Posted March 23, 2012

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    I listened to the story as an audiobook, narrated by Richard Fer

    I listened to the story as an audiobook, narrated by Richard Ferrone, so my review is based on that version.

    I first read this book several years ago and liked it so much that I got the audiobook version for my husband to listen to during his commute. Now I discovered that there are two more in the series out, Khan: Empire of Silver and Conqueror, so I decided to go back and listen to this third in the series to help remind me of everyone’s names and the places Genghis was conquering.

    This book starts out with Genghis’ army, his brothers, and his sons fighting against the Arab warriors. These Arab warriors were some of the toughest the Khan had ever faced and their numbers were overwhelming. The Arab warriors were not easily defeated and it would take all of the Khan’s armies to defeat him.

    This story is also the story of how Genghis’ sons have grown into generals and are still working to impress their father. The oldest son, Jochi, is not accepted as a true son because his mother was captured and raped around the time he was conceived. Although Genghis doesn’t openly say he doesn’t believe Jochi is his son, it is clear by his attitude and actions toward Jochi that he isn’t wholly accepted. Genghis’ second oldest son, Chagatai, believes that he will be chosen as heir over Jochi and goes out of his way to make Jochi’s life miserable.

    Although some of the things in this book are works of fiction, Conn Iggledun sticks mostly to the Historical Fact to create this book. Most of what we know about Genghis is based on second and third hand accounts anyway because there was no written record of the rise of Genghis. If you enjoy historical fiction and want to learn more about Genghis Khan, this is the series for you!

    The Narration Review
    This audiobook was narrated by Richard Ferrone and he does a great job narrating this story. I think his voice is perfect for the whole historical fiction genre, but especially for these stories of Genghis.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 7, 2011

    Awesome and savage.

    This incredible and barbaric man evokes emotions of admiration and hate, simultaneously. I could not put this book down and can't wait to get to the next in the series KHAN, Empire of Silver.

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  • Posted September 27, 2010

    A Must-Read, even for the fairer sex!

    Not being a fan of war games or battle tactics, I never thought an historical recounting of one of history's greatest conquerors would ever appeal to me, but picked up this book on holiday and couldn't put it down. Even though this is the final segment of Genghis' fascinating life as a nomadic warrior leader, the book comes together beautifully. Put away any thoughts of the Mongol tribesmen as ignorant barbarians - they may have opted for a more rudimentary lifestyle, never possessing more than they could carry with them, but were nothing short of resilient, determined masters of strategy. Genghis Khan spawned an empire that spanned centuries and continents, and Conn Iggulden's writings are based on fact, with very few digressions. He includes historical notes at the end of his books, giving more insight to the reader, and offering alternative reading material for those who wish to delve further into the period.

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  • Posted August 17, 2009

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    An interesting novel of the peak years of Genghis Khan's life and conquests.

    Conn Iggulden's Genghis Bones of the Hills was an enjoyable light read about a generally little known historical figure. The book is the third in a trilogy telling of the life of this world conqueror who devastated China, the Middle East, and parts of Europe. It is largely a work of fiction that takes considerable liberties with the true facts and people of that time; nevertheless, it was fun to read and still educational concerning the life and times of the Mongol people in their heyday.

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  • Posted June 6, 2009

    Genghis

    More of the same. Lost me mid stream.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 30, 2009

    Great melding of history and fiction

    The description, of the times and attitudes, of the power and social structure of the times makes history come alive.

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  • Posted May 24, 2009

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    Great Book one of my favorite Authors

    This series has been such a great escape. Who would have thought you could learn so much history and be so entertained. I waited with for each new one with little patience. Conn Iggulden is definitely one of my favorite writers!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 16, 2009

    Iggulden does it again.

    I really like Iggulden's style, especially in these "historical" looks at the Mongol empire of Genghis Khan. I am not an historian of this era or knowledgeable of this particular region's history then, but the story tracks closely enough with the growth of the empire for me, so I was able to sit back and enjoy the story and the richness of detail Iggulden brings.
    It is fast-paced, swash-buckling and a quick read. It should be longer. If you liked his first two Ghengis Khan books, you will like this one, for sure.

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  • Posted March 24, 2009

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    Final book in trilogy.

    Again, Iggulden takes you there. A must if you read the first two.

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