Usurping the Mongols: My Father-in-Law is Genghis Khan

“Guo Baoyu has rebelled!”

“Quick, reinforce the West Gate!”

“Damn Han dogs, they want to surrender the city!”

“Hold on! Brothers, hold on! This Great Jin belongs to us Jurchens!”

...

At the West Gate of Huihe Fort, the shouts of the Jurchen defenders reached Shi Mo Ming’an’s ears.

At this moment, Shi Mo Ming’an was leading an elite Khitan Meng’an under his command, stationed in the barracks not far from the West Gate. He had already ordered all thousand of his Khitan soldiers to put on their armor, string their bows, and draw their sabers, waiting for the Mongolians to attack the city.

“Damn it! Guo Baoyu, this fellow, is so ungrateful!”

Shi Mo Ming’an cursed hatefully, picked up his large iron spear, and said, “Khitan warriors, hurry! Follow me to the West Gate!”

“Who are we helping?” Deputy General Ba Li Bi’an asked with a muffled voice.

“Nonsense, of course we’re helping that ungrateful thing! Follow me!”

That’s right, Shi Mo Ming’an was also going to surrender to the Mongols.

In the timeline where Zhao Shuo didn't transmigrate, Shi Mo Ming’an offered a plan to Wanyan Chengyu, which was not adopted. Immediately, he took the opportunity to meet Temujin as Wanyan Chengyu's envoy and surrendered to the Mongols.

The reason is simple: Shi Mo Ming’an was familiar with the Jurchen, Han, and Mongolian languages because his hometown was in Huanzhou, a border city between the Jin and Mongolian empires. When the Mongols broke Huanzhou, his family fell into their hands.

Furthermore, the Khitans and Jurchens had a national feud.

If he didn't surrender to the Mongols now, when would he?

Unexpectedly, Guo Baoyu, this fellow, had taken the lead!

Good for you, Guo Baoyu!

Back in the Black Wind Pass camp, when I asked if you could hold it, didn't that already show that I wasn't that loyal to Great Jin?

If you wanted to surrender the city, why didn't you discuss it with me?

If we had done it together, the West Gate would already be open!

No need to ask, this guy is ungratefully trying to take all the credit for surrendering the city!

Okay, Shi Mo Ming’an didn't discuss the surrender with Guo Baoyu either.

In the end, “monopolizing the credit” was only a very small factor. The key was that Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an were only acquaintances, not very close. They might grumble about the court together, but they wouldn't dare discuss such a big matter as surrendering the city with each other.

However, having his chance at the first merit stolen by Guo Baoyu, Shi Mo Ming’an was filled with regret and blamed Guo Baoyu for everything.

He was now very angry, leading an elite Khitan Meng’an, and fiercely heading towards the West Gate.

At this time, near the West Gate, Guo Baoyu's elite Han Meng'an was already engaged in a fierce battle with two Jurchen Meng'an.

Guo Baoyu led six hundred armored soldiers in a fierce attack towards the gatehouse. Five hundred Jurchen soldiers from the gatehouse's hidden bunkers rushed out to block them desperately. A thousand Jurchen soldiers stationed outside the gatehouse attacked Guo Baoyu from behind. Guo Baoyu split off three hundred armored soldiers to block the gatehouse firmly. Four hundred of Guo Baoyu's men guarding the city wall came down to reinforce. Five hundred Jurchen soldiers guarding the city wall also came down to reinforce the Jurchen army...

Shouts of killing rose everywhere, a scene of chaos.

Of course, these two Jurchen Meng'an were originally not as strong as Guo Baoyu's elite Han soldiers. Now that they had lost their commanding officer, although they had a numerical advantage, they were already at a disadvantage. Guo Baoyu led three hundred armored soldiers and was less than five zhang away from the city gate.

“Reinforcements are here!”

“Guo Baoyu, you’re dead!”

“Han dogs, die! Haha!”

...

Seeing Shi Mo Ming’an leading the Khitan Meng’an arrive in time, the Jurchen army thought reinforcements had arrived, their morale soared, and they cheered.

However, the performance of these Khitan soldiers greatly exceeded their expectations.

Shi Mo Ming’an rushed to the front of the Khitan army, first piercing a Jurchen soldier's heart with a spear, and then shouting, “Kill the Jurchen dogs!”

“We Khitans have rebelled!”

“National and family hatred, avenged today!”

“Surrender to the Mongols, kill the Jin dogs!”

...

The Khitan people shouted one after another, rushed into the battlefield, and in the blink of an eye, forty or fifty Jurchens were lying dead on the ground.

“Damn it! The Khitans are not to be trusted either!”

“Shi Mo Ming’an has also rebelled!”

“Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an have both rebelled!”

“Run! We can't hold on!”

“Reinforcements, go call for reinforcements!”

...

The addition of Shi Mo Ming'an's thousand elite Khitan soldiers became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Most of the two Jurchen Meng'an scattered and fled.

Only the last two hundred unlucky ones blocked in the gatehouse were easily shot and killed by the archers and crossbowmen that Guo Baoyu brought over.

Then, creak creak~~

The West Gate of Huihe Fort was opened to welcome the Mongolian army into the city.

“What? Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an have both run away? The West Gate is open?”

Wanyan Chengyu didn't know whether to be worried or happy when he received this news.

He was worried that Huihe Fort was finished and that he had suffered another major defeat.

He was happy that the Khitans and Han had surrendered the city, and the West Gate of Huihe Fort had fallen, so he could finally escape legitimately.

Rumble~

The drawbridge outside the South Gate of Huihe Fort fell with a crash, and Wanyan Chengyu rushed out under the protection of the most elite three thousand Jurchen soldiers.

“Wanyan Chengyu is running! Wanyan Chengyu is running!”

“Huihe Fort has fallen!”

“It’s over! It’s all over!”

“Run!”

If the arrival of Shi Mo Ming’an’s Khitan army was the last straw that broke the West Gate defenders, then Wanyan Chengyu’s escape was the last straw that broke Huihe Fort.

The defenders of Huihe Fort no longer had any fighting spirit and scrambled to escape.

However, where could they run?

Huihe Fort had a moat outside, and the West Gate was occupied by Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an’s army, and the Mongolian army had already entered the city.

The East Gate was in the midst of a fierce battle, so there was no way to escape.

Even if the drawbridges of the South and North Gates fell at the same time, how many people could leave at the same time?

What's more, outside the city gate were nearly seventy thousand elite Mongolian cavalry!

Most of the defenders ultimately had no choice but to surrender.

That evening, the battle of Huihe Fort was completely over, and Temujin officially entered Huihe Fort.

The city lord's mansion of Huihe Fort became Temujin's central military headquarters.

In the evening, the Mongolian army's post-war summary meeting proceeded as normal.

Huhan first reported the results of the battle, saying, “In this battle, our army captured more than forty-two thousand enemies, all regular Jin soldiers.

We seized 113,000 sets of iron armor, 1,300 sets of armored cavalry equipment, 60,000 horses, 6,700 divine arm crossbows, and 1,300 bed crossbows. 13,000 taels of gold, 78,000 taels of silver, 50,000 bolts of various fabrics, and 30,000 shi of grain.

The remaining leather armor, flags, and weapons are too numerous to count yet.”

Huihe Fort was also an important logistics base for the Jin army, and Temujin was not surprised by so many spoils.

He said, “Then we will follow what we agreed upon in advance. I will take 30% of all the spoils, and Zhao Shuo will take 70%.”

“Uh... what about those two surrendering people? They have made great contributions to surrendering the city.” Huhan reminded.

This is one of the differences between the Mongolian court and the Central Plains court.

For the Central Plains court, surrendering is surrendering. You were forced by the situation and surrendered helplessly. Not killing you is already considered merciful enough. You still want rewards? Even if you have indeed made great contributions, you will only be given a few small rewards to send you away.

In historical records, when the Jin Dynasty fell into decline, the Song army occupied the old capital of Kaifeng. The people were overjoyed that their army had returned and welcomed them with food and drink. However, how did the Song army treat them? In order to plunder, they directly killed so many in Kaifeng that corpses littered the fields and blood flowed like rivers.

Similar things continued to happen in the former Jin-occupied areas.

To the point that even the Mongols, who were allied with the Song Dynasty at the time, were dumbfounded.

Those are all your Han people, and they used to be Song citizens. Your Song army couldn't defeat the Jin army and ceded these people to the Jin. What was their fault? Now that you've finally taken them back, it's already bad enough that you don't compensate them properly, but you're still burning, killing, and looting? Is that what humans do?

The Mongolian general Subutai once said very contemptuously to the Southern Song general Meng Gong: “You Song people like to kill surrendered people, but we Mongols don’t.”

In the eyes of the Mongols, once they surrendered, they were their own people and could no longer be killed.

For enemy generals who led their troops to surrender, they would be given sufficient courtesy.

Now that Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an have made such great contributions, it is unreasonable not to share the spoils in the eyes of the Mongols.

Temujin suddenly realized, “That's right, there are two surrendering people. Let them in.”

“Yes.”

Guo Baoyu and Shi Mo Ming’an were waiting outside and walked into the hall.

Shi Mo Ming’an and Temujin were old acquaintances.

He expressed his loyalty to Temujin, and Temujin encouraged him with kind words.

Guo Baoyu did not understand Mongolian, so Shi Mo Ming’an acted as the translator.

Temujin asked Guo Baoyu what he thought of the Mongols.

Guo Baoyu said that it was very correct for the Mongols to first defeat Western Xia, seize a large amount of military equipment and materials from Western Xia to arm themselves, and then fight the Jin Dynasty. Now, to advance into the Central Plains, the most important thing is to kill fewer people and compete with the Jin Dynasty for the hearts of the people. Those who win the hearts of the people win the world.

These are universal principles that can be said anywhere.

Temujin nodded repeatedly, saying that Guo Baoyu's suggestion was very good.

Of course, that was all.

Temujin was quite disapproving in his heart.

What did the Mongolian generals come to the Central Plains for? To put it grandly, it was to avenge the blood feud of the Mongolian people. If they wanted revenge, how could they not kill people? To put it mildly, it was to plunder. What a joke to plunder without killing people?

Temujin praised Guo Baoyu, but he looked down on Guo Baoyu somewhat in his heart.

Finally, Temujin said, “Originally, before breaking Huihe Fort, we Mongols made a decision. 30% of the spoils of this battle belong to me, and 70% of the spoils belong to Zhao Shuo, the驸马. Now that you two have made such great contributions, then let them all belong to Zhao Shuo, the 驸马. How to distribute the spoils will also be decided by Zhao Shuo, the 驸马.”

“Understood!”

Shi Mo Ming’an was very happy with Temujin’s arrangement.

He couldn't possibly expect to be on an equal footing with those Mongolian hereditary chiliarchs and myriad households just after surrendering to the Mongols, could he? He couldn't possibly join Temujin's direct Kheshig either.

Zhao Shuo, the 驸马, is one of the five great myriad households under Temujin and is also known as the number one warrior of the grasslands. Joining his command is a very good way out.

Guo Baoyu was even happier.

Zhao Shuo has Han blood, which first solves the problem of him not being able to communicate with the Mongols.

He also highly recognizes Zhao Shuo, the 驸马's ability.

Zhao Shuo was also very satisfied with these two new subordinates.

In historical records, this Shimo Ming'an was not only a man of letters and martial arts, capable of fighting, but also not greedy for money. As the saying goes, "When he obtained the gold, treasures, pearls, jade, and silk from the Jin treasury, Ming'an meticulously recorded the numbers and presented them all, never taking even a thread for himself."

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Moreover, this man did not like killing. After the Mongol army conquered Zhongdu, Shimo Ming'an not only refrained from excessive killing but also provided food to relieve the people.

Not to mention Guo Baoyu, he was already a famous general and the grandfather of the renowned Guo Kan. It was like getting a Wei Qing for free, with a Huo Qubing following behind.

The next morning, Zhao Shuo summoned the two men and asked about their families.

Shimo Ming'an's family was in Huanzhou, so Zhao Shuo didn't need to worry about them. Guo Baoyu's parents and wife were in his hometown of Zheng County, Huazhou, where the Guo family had deep-rooted power, so there was no need to worry at all. However, his son, Guo Dehai, had already joined the army and was now fighting against the local rebel peasant army in Shandong, commanding a mouke.

Guo Dehai's son, Guo Kan, was only two years old this year and was also in Shandong.

Although Guo Dehai had some ability to protect himself, Guo Baoyu was still quite worried about the safety of his son and grandson.

Zhao Shuo immediately offered to send a team of Night Owls to Shandong to bring Guo Dehai and Guo Kan back.

Guo Baoyu thanked him profusely.

Then, they discussed the distribution of spoils.

Guo Baoyu, unfamiliar with Mongol customs, cautiously said, "Actually, eighty percent of the chiliarchs under my command are wearing iron armor, and they don't lack weapons, so there's no need to distribute spoils, right?"

"Hmm?"

Zhao Shuo frowned slightly and said, "Don't say such things in the future. Our Mongol army values rewards and punishments fairly. Do you think I can make a special exception?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"

"Then take as many spoils as you should."

Zhao Shuo thought for a moment and said, "This time, I, the Imperial Son-in-Law, will take seventy percent of the spoils from the Huaihe Fort. You two will divide one-tenth of that seventy percent. Guo Baoyu, you have the primary merit, so you get six shares. Shimo Ming'an, you have the secondary merit, so you get four shares."

Guo Baoyu could get four percent of the total spoils.

It didn't sound like much, but there were a lot of spoils, so the absolute amount was quite considerable!

Four thousand five hundred sets of iron armor, fifty sets of armored cavalry equipment, two thousand four hundred horses, two hundred seventy divine crossbows, five hundred taels of gold, three thousand taels of silver, two thousand bolts of various fabrics, and one thousand two hundred shi of grain.

What kind of concept was this?

Not to mention anything else, just the iron armor alone.

Guo Baoyu had a total of only one thousand men under his command, of whom eight hundred wore iron armor.

But Zhao Shuo directly gave him four thousand five hundred sets of iron armor.

Now, on average, each person had more than enough to wear five sets of iron armor.

Moreover, Zhao Shuo also gave him fifty sets of very precious armored cavalry equipment.

After checking the accounts and counting the spoils he was entitled to, Guo Baoyu was so dizzy from the large amount of wealth that he felt he had made the right choice in joining the Mongols, and even more so in serving under Zhao Shuo, the Imperial Son-in-Law!

He was really generous when it came to distributing money!

Although Shimo Ming'an received fewer spoils than Guo Baoyu, the absolute amount was also quite considerable.

Besides, Guo Baoyu had taken the lead and made the primary contribution, while he, Shimo Ming'an, had only made the secondary contribution.

Guo Baoyu deserved it.

Immediately, he and Guo Baoyu thanked Zhao Shuo for the reward.

Zhao Shuo was very happy and called all the chiliarchs under his command, such as Gerile, Haierge, Suhe, Tamachi, and Duo'er Boduhe Shen, to drink and increase their friendship with Guo Baoyu and Shimo Ming'an.

In other words, he organized a team-building event with eating and drinking.

The team-building ended in the afternoon. Zhao Shuo had drunk a lot and was feeling dizzy, so he prepared to get a good night's sleep.

However, at this moment, someone reported that a group of miscellaneous soldiers had arrived outside, led by a man named Shi Bingzhi, who had come specifically to join him, asking if he would like to see them.

See them!

Of course, he had to see them!

Since they were called miscellaneous soldiers by the Mongol army, this group of soldiers must have been unremarkable in terms of equipment and combat power.

However, this was Shi Bingzhi!

He was not alone, but represented a whole family!

His three sons, Shi Tianni, Shi Tianan, and Shi Tianze, his brother Shi Jindao, and his nephew Shi Tianxiang, were all capable generals.

Especially Shi Tianni, who, according to historical records, was the Mongol commander of the infantry and cavalry, in charge of 240,000 households. Later, he conquered Shandong and Hebei, achieving success in every battle. If he had not been killed by the traitor Wu Xian and died too early, his fame would have been even greater than Shi Tianze.

Shi Tianxiang was also very good, with a "tall stature and extraordinary strength".

In history, Mu Huali praised him, "The world is not yet settled, Tianxiang is a wise and brave man, he cannot be separated from my side."

A series of famous generals were being delivered to his doorstep, how could Zhao Shuo not swallow them in one gulp?

"This humble one, Shi Bingzhi, greets the Imperial Son-in-Law! This humble one has long heard of the Imperial Son-in-Law's great name and admired you for a long time. It is truly my honor to see you today."

Dong dong dong~~

Shi Bingzhi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhao Shuo.

"Rise, take a seat."

Zhao Shuo had been in Mongolia for a long time and was not used to Shi Bingzhi's humble and verbose words. Yes, Shi Bingzhi's status was much lower than Zhao Shuo's. However, in Mongolia, even ordinary herdsmen, while respecting Zhao Shuo, would never be so humble.

Zhao Shuo said, "I heard that you came specifically to join me?"

"Yes, this humble one has long admired the Imperial Son-in-Law and yearns to serve under your command. Hearing that the Imperial Son-in-Law had advanced into the Central Plains, I came here from my hometown of Yongqing County, five hundred li away. In addition, this humble one has prepared a gift for the Imperial Son-in-Law."

"What gift?"

"The Jin Dynasty's Vice Director of the Department of State Affairs, Wanyan Chengyu, alive."

Okay, this last sentence exposed Shi Bingzhi's true nature.

He was not usually so verbose, but he did not know Zhao Shuo's temperament and tried to show himself as humble as possible for the sake of wealth and glory. When he spoke of his great achievement, he could not help but feel proud, and the word "alive" slipped out, with a hint of smugness in his eyebrows.

"Oh? You captured Wanyan Chengyu alive? How did you capture him?"

"It's like this. In order to find out the truth about the Jin army, this humble one, along with some local tyrants, met with Wanyan Chengyu. As a result, Wanyan Chengyu did not ask how many soldiers and supplies we had, but only asked about the small road leading to Xuande. This humble one took note of this and deliberately ambushed him on that road, capturing him alive."

Zhao Shuo was still a little puzzled, and said, "Wanyan Chengyu is a famous general of the Jin Dynasty, and he has a large army to protect him. How could you capture him alive?"

"I dare not deceive the Imperial Son-in-Law, Wanyan Chengyu did not have a large army to protect him, only about twenty or thirty riders. This humble one deliberately set a trap on that small road, and captured him alive without much effort."

"I see."

Wanyan Chengyu had long been prepared to escape, so he would not wear any flamboyant armor, but dressed like ordinary Jin soldiers.

The Mongol army constantly intercepted and pursued the Jin army that escaped from Huaihe Fort, and Wanyan Chengyu constantly divided his troops to escape.

Although the Mongol army did not catch him in the end, he only had twenty or thirty riders left, which Shi Bingzhi took advantage of.

In fact, Zhao Shuo did not value the capture of Wanyan Chengyu alive.

Although he was a famous general of the Jin Dynasty, he had been defeated by the Mongols several times and had lost his courage.

A general who had lost his courage to command the army was probably not as good as an ordinary person, and would not be able to stir up any trouble in the future.

According to historical records, although Wanyan Chengyu went back and hibernated for a period of time, he commanded the army again. However, not to mention the Mongols, he could not even defeat the Khitans who rebelled in the northeast, and died in depression.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Wanyan Chengyu was, after all, one of the Jin Dynasty's prime ministers. Putting him on a wooden donkey would definitely be a significant blow to the morale of the Jin people.

Moreover, Wanyan Chengyu and Wanyan Chihu, father and son, both met such an end, which would be even more shocking to the Jin Dynasty's nobles.

In general, Shi Bingzhi had indeed made a significant contribution this time.

Then, Zhao Shuo asked Shi Bingzhi what reward he wanted.

Shi Bingzhi said that he had no other request, as long as he could serve under the Imperial Son-in-Law.

Zhao Shuo immediately darkened his face slightly and warned Shi Bingzhi to speak his mind in the future. He valued ability, not hypocritical politeness.

Then, he asked clearly about the specific number of people under Shi Bingzhi's command.

Seven hundred and ninety-eight people.

Immediately, Zhao Shuo issued him one thousand sets of iron armor, one thousand six hundred horses, one thousand iron spears, shields, strong bows, and hard crossbows, and bestowed five cows, two hundred sheep, and two thousand taels of silver and two thousand bolts of silk.

These rewards were, of course, less than the rewards for Guo Baoyu. After all, Guo Baoyu fought hard to capture the gate, and many of the soldiers under his command were killed or injured. Shi Bingzhi was just lucky and took advantage of a big opportunity.

However, for Shi Bingzhi, these rewards were really too much.

The reason why the eight hundred people under his command considered themselves miscellaneous soldiers was because they did not even have fifty sets of iron armor.

Now, Zhao Shuo directly gave him one thousand sets of iron armor, even preparing replacements. How generous was this?

He immediately thanked him profusely.

Zhao Shuo also took him to see Temujin and presented Wanyan Chengyu.

Temujin was overjoyed and rewarded Shi Bingzhi with another two thousand taels of silver.

He had no objection to Shi Bingzhi joining Zhao Shuo's command.

Originally, Shi Bingzhi was just a rural tyrant with some private soldiers. There were several in every county in the Central Plains, what was so rare about him? When they advanced into Zhongdu in the future, there would be as many such people as they wanted. If he wanted to follow Zhao Shuo, let him follow. What's more, Shi Bingzhi had made a great contribution by capturing Wanyan Chengyu alive?

Temujin was even considering whether to simply issue an order in the future, after they attacked the Central Plains, that whoever under his command collected similar defectors would get them? So as not to have Zhao Shuo report to him specifically for recruiting a small Shi Bingzhi, like today.

It was too troublesome.

Zhao Shuo knew Shi Bingzhi's value, so he continued team-building that night.

"Guo Baoyu, Shimo Ming'an, and Shi Bingzhi are all my people now. I didn't expect that just arriving at Huaihe Fort, before even advancing into the Central Plains, I would have so many capable subordinates. This Jin Dynasty is indeed a huge experience pack!"

Zhao Shuo looked at the generals with drunken eyes, holding a wine glass in his hand, with a smile on his lips.