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

Jamukha said, "He is probably the son-in-law of my anda Temujin, named Zhao Shuo."

Back then, Temujin and Jamukha fought a decisive battle at Kuo Yi Field. At a crucial moment in the battle, Temujin was trapped in an encirclement and shot in the chest by Jebe, with blood flowing profusely.

At that critical moment, Zhao Shuo led his own troops, desperately fighting their way into the encirclement and rescuing Temujin from the siege back to their own lines.

Jamukha, of course, had a deep impression of this warrior clad in gold-lacquered armor, who had extinguished his hopes of unifying the eastern grasslands.

He simply hadn't expected Zhao Shuo to grow so quickly, now directly commanding a heavy cavalry unit.

Jamukha now didn't even bother to describe Zhao Shuo with exaggerated language.

Was it necessary?

Whether it was Temujin, Qasar, or the Four Hounds of Mongolia, they all paled in comparison to Zhao Shuo.

Even a blind man could see that Zhao Shuo's combat power was the best in Mongolia!

"Is that the Zhao Shuo who killed Wang Khan in battle?"

The Taiyang Khan had also heard of Zhao Shuo's reputation and was even more frightened, urging anxiously, "Then let's leave quickly, or we might really be captured by Zhao Shuo."

However, how could they escape?

Zhao Shuo had arrived too quickly!

Although the speed of heavy cavalry was usually inferior to that of light cavalry, the fine steeds that Zhao Shuo had carefully selected compensated for this deficiency.

No sooner said than done, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Shuo was less than one hundred and fifty paces away from the Naiman Khan.

The golden crown on the Naiman Khan's head was simply the best target!

"Die!"

The bow was drawn like a full moon, and the arrow shot out like a shooting star!

An arrow shot towards the Taiyang Khan!

"Die!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Zhao Shuo's companions, including Heda Heiba Atuer, also followed closely behind, firing seven heavy arrows at the Taiyang Khan.

"Protect the Great Khan!"

A dozen giant shields were quickly erected, surrounding the Taiyang Khan and blocking these eight deadly arrows.

However, this also limited the Taiyang Khan's escape.

"Black Riders, listen to my command, protect my flanks!"

With Zhao Shuo's order, a thunderous sound erupted as he led the Black Rider army directly into the Taiyang Khan's central army!

"Kill!"

"Die!"

For a time, the sound of soldiers being knocked away by warhorses, the dull thud of wolf-toothed clubs smashing against leather armor, the ear-piercing sound of ring-pommel sabers slicing through heavy armor, the crisp sound of arrows being deflected by iron armor, and even the shouts of killing, the screams of soldiers, and the wails of warhorses, were completely intertwined.

The din rose to the heavens, deafening!

Before long, the Taiyang Khan's main force was shattered into pieces.

Zhao Shuo's eyes were fixed on the Taiyang Khan's golden crown, and the two sides were getting closer and closer.

After killing several more of the Taiyang Khan's guards, there was no one within ten feet of the Taiyang Khan.

Zhao Shuo pointed his horse-slaying saber forward and said, "Are you the Taiyang Khan?"

Looking at Zhao Shuo, who was covered in blood, the Taiyang Khan trembled like a sieve, stammering, "Yes... It's me, please, Consort Zhao Shuo..."

Whoosh!

Before the Taiyang Khan could finish his plea for mercy, Zhao Shuo had already decapitated him with a single slash!

Then, Zhao Shuo ignored the Taiyang Khan's head and looked directly at Jamukha not far away, pointing his horse-slaying saber forward and saying in a cold voice, "Jamukha, you can't escape!"

If Jamukha recognized Zhao Shuo by his signature gold-lacquered armor, then Zhao Shuo would recognize Jamukha even if he were turned to ashes.

There was no other reason; Temujin and Jamukha had fought repeatedly, and Jamukha might not recognize certain generals under Temujin's command. However, how could Zhao Shuo not recognize the enemy's commander-in-chief, the hero who was as famous as Temujin, Jamukha!

"Yes, I can't escape."

Jamukha shook his head with a wry smile, directly dismounting and throwing his ring-pommel saber, longbow, and quiver on the ground.

He was also unlucky. When the Taiyang Khan asked him who that fierce general was, he could have completely escaped.

However, the iron cavalry under Zhao Shuo's command performed too amazingly. Jamukha only hesitated for a moment, and Zhao Shuo rushed up.

Furthermore, if he were to escape at such a critical moment, did he really think that the Taiyang Khan's personal guards would not enforce military law?

Now that Zhao Shuo had killed the Taiyang Khan and was already staring at him, Jamukha understood that any further attempt to escape would be meaningless resistance. He might as well accept his fate and surrender.

With the death of the Taiyang Khan and the surrender of Jamukha, the great battle that determined the ownership of the entire grassland directly entered its final stages.

The Naiman Prince, Kuchlug, led thousands of defeated soldiers and quickly fled the battlefield, heading west.

The Merkits, under their leader Tokhtoa, also quickly fled westward—he had a wife-stealing feud with Temujin and would never dare to become Temujin's prisoner.

The others did not have so many concerns. Most of the remaining Naiman people, as well as Temujin's own uncle, Daritai, directly chose to surrender.

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Of course, Temujin's mind was not on Qudai at all.

"Jamukha, my anda!"

Facing Jamukha, who was bound and sent into the central army tent, Temujin showed no condescending demeanor.

He first waved his hand, signaling all the guards in the tent to retreat.

Then, he personally untied Jamukha and said:

"Anda Jamukha, although you left me in previous years, you are still my auspicious anda after all."

"Whenever life and death were at stake, you still cared about me very much. When I fought with Wang Khan, you once sent someone to tell me what you and Wang Khan said, reminding me to be wary of Wang Khan."

"When I fought with the Naiman people, it was still your credit that you used metaphors to verbally criticize and intimidate the Naiman people."

"Come, let's be andas again, and forget all the unpleasantness of the past."

Jamukha shook his head and said, "In the past, we became andas on the Hoerkhonag Grassland, herding horses together, herding sheep together, and hunting together. We had endless things to say during the day, and we covered ourselves with the same quilt at night."

"But later, we separated."

"Now, although you are willing to be my anda again, I used to be your anda, but I took the initiative to separate from you and became an enemy."

"Now that you have pacified the entire grassland, what use is it to you if I become your anda again? Besides..."

"What?" Temujin asked.

Jamukha smiled slightly and said, "I believe that what you just said came from the bottom of your heart. However, if you really let me go, I'm afraid you still won't be able to sleep peacefully at night after a long time."

"Alas!"

Temujin let out a long sigh and said, "It seems that, Anda Jamukha, you still don't accept me, Temujin!"

Jamukha raised his neck slightly and said proudly, "To be clear, I really don't accept you."

"Speaking solely of talent, I, Jamukha, still believe that I am no less than you, Temujin!"

"However, I lost my parents at a young age, and I have no brothers, my wife is a gossip, and I have no reliable friends."

"And what about Anda, you?"

"You have a wise mother who gave birth to you, a hero, capable brothers, trustworthy friends, a virtuous wife, and even your son-in-law is a contemporary hero."