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

Seeing yet another young man with a lasso go up to try and capture the golden wild horse, Zhao Shuo quietly waited for his opportunity.

When the golden wild horse was less than thirty feet away from him, Zhao Shuo suddenly exerted his strength, took several quick steps, grabbed the golden wild horse's mane, and leaped up!

Hui-lull-lull—

The golden wild horse, realizing someone had mounted its back, immediately let out another roar.

It began to thrash wildly, sometimes rearing up like a person, trying to throw Zhao Shuo off its back. Sometimes it would kick up its heels madly, trying to buck Zhao Shuo off. Sometimes it would run swiftly and then stop abruptly, trying to fling Zhao Shuo off.

Zhao Shuo's horsemanship was no more skillful than that of Altana, who was good at running.

But he possessed innate strength and an extremely firm will. At this moment, he disregarded everything else and simply clung tightly to the horse's mane, refusing to come down.

"The consort is mighty!"

"Consort, put in more effort and make this beast surrender!"

"Hold on! As long as you hold on, victory is yours!"

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The surrounding grassland soldiers sent out bursts of excited cheers to encourage him.

They certainly knew that the most common way to tame a wild horse was to capture it and then gradually cultivate a relationship through a combination of kindness and discipline.

However, the oldest and most effective method was to ride it directly without any saddle or blanket. If one could avoid being thrown off the horse's back before it exhausted its energy, then the wild horse would submit and recognize that person as its sole master for life, obeying their commands as if they were an extension of their own body. This method had only one drawback: you had to have the ability to do it! The better the wild horse, the harder it was to use this method.

Clearly, Consort Zhao Shuo was using this method on the golden wild horse!

Hui-lull-lull—

After thrashing for about another hour, even with the golden wild horse's divine strength, it was now panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

But it still refused to submit, letting out another long neigh and charging towards the surrounding army, heedless of the consequences!

"Get out of the way! Don't hurt it!" Zhao Shuo quickly issued an order.

If it were any other Mongolian noble, these warriors would have a duty to protect them and would never dare to give way.

However, who didn't know that Zhao Shuo was the number one warrior of Mongolia? He wouldn't lack the ability to protect himself, even against a wild horse, would he?

They opened a path, allowing the golden warhorse to carry Zhao Shuo as it galloped into the distance.

Heda He led Altana and five hundred guards, closely pursuing them.

After running for another two hours, Zhao Shuo's arms were aching, his legs were almost numb, and he was sweating like rain.

The golden warhorse had also reached its limit, panting heavily, its whole body soaked in sweat as if it had just been pulled out of a river, and its speed was getting slower and slower.

Hui-lull-lull—

Suddenly, it let out a soft neigh and stood still.

"Did it work?"

Zhao Shuo was overjoyed. He persevered for about five more minutes before dismounting.

Then, with one hand grabbing the golden wild horse's mane and the other tearing a handful of dry grass from the ground, he offered it to the golden wild horse's mouth.

Not only did the golden wild horse eat the dry grass, but it also affectionately licked Zhao Shuo's palm.

"It really worked! From now on, I'll call you Goldie. Hmm, the great Emperor Goldie is now my mount, haha!"

Only then did Zhao Shuo feel a great sense of relief and lay down on the ground.

About half an hour later, when both Zhao Shuo and the golden wild horse had recovered some strength, Altana arrived late with five hundred soldiers.

Seeing the golden wild horse standing obediently beside Zhao Shuo, how could Altana and the others not understand what had happened?

They all dismounted, paid their respects, and said, "Congratulations, Consort, on obtaining a divine steed!"

"This is a good omen! The Eternal Sky is protecting us!" Zhao Shuo was also very happy. Goldie's divine nature was probably no less than that of famous horses in history such as Black Steed and Red Hare. Therefore, he said, "Today I have obtained a divine steed, and I believe the day is not far off when we capture the three sons of Tuo Hei Tuo'a!"

The doomsday of Hu Du, Chi Lawen, and Ma Zha'er was indeed not far off.

Compared to the pursuing army sent by Temujin in history, Zhao Shuo had a significant advantage—Altana, who was good at running.

Now, the three brothers' guards were less than ten riders.

Almost everyone was injured, surrounded by Zhao Shuo leading three thousand soldiers.

In a sense, this was also a hunt. It was just that the prey had changed from wild beasts on the grassland to Hu Du and others.

"Kill them!"

Zhao Shuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and issued an order to kill them.

What was there to say?

Yes, it was Tuo Hei Tuo'a who robbed Temujin's wife in the first place. Some of his three sons were still in their infancy, and some were not even born yet.

But so what?

If the situation were reversed and the Merkits defeated the Mongols, would Hu Du and the others spare Temujin, or would they let go of Zhao Shuo, Temujin's son-in-law?

It was nothing more than each using their own methods.

Of course, the soldiers under Zhao Shuo did not have so many feelings.

"Long live! Long live!"

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"The Merkit tribe is finished, our Mongols are the ultimate victors!"

"Long live the Khan! Long live Mongolia!"

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Below the Alai Ridge, on the banks of the Buhei Du'erma River.

"Long live! Long live!"

"Long live Mongolia! Long live the Khan!"

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Just as Zhao Shuo had just completed the task of pursuing and killing Tuo Hei Tuo'a and his sons, Temujin had also achieved a brilliant victory.

He led the main force of the Mongols, crossed the Altai Mountains, passed the Alai Ridge, defeated and killed Buyilu, the brother of the Sun Khan, and obtained a large number of people and supplies, completely annihilating the power of the Naiman people. It can be said that the entire grassland in the traditional sense had been completely brought under Temujin's control.

The Mongolian army, of course, let out bursts of cheers.

Even Temujin, who was wise and martial, felt dizzy and satisfied at this time.

Hmm? Satisfied?

Suddenly, Temujin felt that he was not satisfied enough, that something seemed to be missing.

What was missing? That's right, Zhao Shuo!

Zhao Shuo participated in the Battle of the Thirteen Wings.

Zhao Shuo participated in the Battle of Kuo Yi Tian.

Zhao Shuo even participated in the battles of He Lan Zhen Shadu and Zhe Zhe Yun Du, as well as the battle to annihilate the Naiman Khan.

As for this battle to attack and destroy Buyilu? What did that count for? Buyilu couldn't even beat the trash that was the Sun Khan.

It can be said that, apart from the great battle in which Temujin recovered his wife Bo'er Tie, Zhao Shuo participated in every key battle in Temujin's struggle for hegemony over the grassland.

But how could this key moment of unifying the grassland be without Zhao Shuo celebrating with him?

"Shigi Qutuq, where is Ashuo?" Temujin asked.

Shigi Qutuq was Temujin's intelligence chief, responsible for managing Temujin's eyes and ears and contacting the generals.

Shigi Qutuq said: "Yesterday, Consort Zhao Shuo had a messenger who said that half a month ago, he was searching for the traces of Tuo Hei Tuo'a's three sons near Lake Ubsa, and now it is not clear."