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

On the other side, beneath the black and gold banner, Zhao Shuo, while on horseback, addressed his personal guards.

"Issue the order: The Jin army has been besieging the city for days, their soldiers are weary and unprepared. Prepare to attack!"

He had learned what had happened in the past few days through captured Jin scouts.

Immediately after, Zhao Shuo loudly called out to Heida He Batuer beside him: "Heida He Batuer!"

"Here!"

"Lead the Black Cavalry to launch a full-force assault, break through the Jin army's defenses, and tear them apart!"

"Yes!"

Rumble!

The Black Cavalry moved. From the start, Zhao Shuo employed the army's sharpest blade, determined to succeed!

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"Armor up! Form ranks!"

"What are you dawdling for? Form ranks quickly!"

"Stop them! Stop them!"

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The Jin army's Meng'an infantry officers shouted anxiously, urging their foot soldiers to form ranks and block the oncoming, overwhelming eight hundred heavy cavalry.

There was no helping it. The "Alejin Chi" (vanguard scouts) sent out by the Mongols were simply too formidable.

The scouts deployed by Wanyan Chihu twenty to five miles out all disappeared silently.

Only when the main force of the Mongol army arrived within five miles, with the dust they kicked up visible to the naked eye, did Wanyan Chihu realize that a large enemy force was attacking.

And by this time, the enemy's vanguard had already donned their armor and begun their charge.

Iron Pagodas!

Even if they weren't called by that name, their equipment made it clear that they were a strong force comparable to the Iron Pagodas that the Great Jin relied on to sweep across the land!

How should they respond to this?

This time, Wanyan Chihu had brought ten thousand elite cavalry to take over Wusha Fort.

Later, after Wusha Fort rebelled, another twenty thousand infantry and five thousand elite cavalry were transferred from the rear, which sounded like a lot of men.

However, five thousand infantry had already been sent to attack the city, and another eight thousand infantry were operating the trebuchets, making these thirteen thousand infantry temporarily unavailable. In addition, over the past five days of siege, they had lost more than fifteen hundred infantry.

The remaining five thousand elite cavalry were surrounding other directions of Wusha Fort to prevent the Wanggu people in the fort from escaping, and they were also temporarily unable to be redeployed.

That is to say, Wanyan Chihu only had ten thousand elite cavalry and a little over five thousand infantry immediately available.

The troops Wanyan Chihu brought were all elites.

Among these ten thousand elite cavalry, there were indeed eight hundred Iron Pagodas.

However, they had not yet had time to put on their armor.

And it would be too disadvantageous to engage the enemy's heavy cavalry with light cavalry.

Therefore, in haste, Wanyan Chihu could only issue orders to gather the troops on the one hand, and quickly order his more than five thousand elite infantry to form ranks on the other.

These were the most elite troops among the twenty thousand infantry, all composed of Jurchen warriors!

As long as they could delay the enemy, holding them off for a quarter of an hour, it would be safe once the eight hundred Iron Pagodas had put on their armor.

The Iron Pagodas were enough to deal with the enemy's eight hundred heavy cavalry.

If they could have another quarter of an hour, all the troops Wanyan Chihu had previously sent out could be gathered back, and they could begin a counterattack.

How many troops did the Mongols have in total? How many men could their vanguard have?

Wanyan Chihu believed that after the initial panic, this group of Mongol vanguards would not gain the slightest advantage, and might even suffer a great loss.

He stood on the platform, staring intently in the direction of the Jin infantry formation.

There was definitely no time to set up chevaux de frise and chariots.

However, the infantry had all put on their armor. The first few rows of infantry were all clad in black iron scale armor, raising huge shields and gripping heavy spears that were twelve feet long.

"Damn it!"

Wanyan Chihu cursed inwardly.

If it were in the early years of the dynasty, when the soldiers were elite and the military orders were strict, facing the enemy's heavy armor charge, it would have been impossible to fire any arrows, whether bows or crossbows, at a distance of less than seventy paces.

But now, even the most elite Jurchen infantry had begun to degenerate. The enemy's heavy armored cavalry put heavy pressure on them, and they couldn't wait to fire their ballistae from a distance of one hundred and fifty paces. This not only wasted the crossbow bolts, but also lost the precious opportunity to fire the ballistae a second time!

A premonition of unease welled up in Wanyan Chihu's heart.

The commander of the Black Cavalry, Heida He Batuer, was overjoyed to see this and shouted loudly: "Issue the order, hold your breath! Don't use the repeating crossbows!"

The elite Jurchen infantry in the front were all wearing heavy armor, so using repeating crossbows at this time was meaningless.

"Don't use the repeating crossbows!"

"Don't use the repeating crossbows!"

With shouts echoing, the Black Cavalry sped forward, without firing a single arrow.

Closer!

Closer and closer!

The Jin army's arrow rain roared in, but the Black Cavalry relied on their armor to withstand the attack, without making any counterattacks.

One hundred paces!

Eighty paces!

Fifty paces!

"Shoot upwards!"

Heida He Batuer finally issued the order.

Swish, swish, swish!

Five thousand six hundred crossbow bolts were fired upwards by the Black Cavalry.

Their target was not the heavy armored infantry in the front, but the light armored infantry behind them!

Swish, swish, swish!

Dense crossbow bolts, like black rain, cut through the air and shot towards the Jin infantry!

"Ouch!"

"Ah!"

"Save me!"

… …

In an instant, three or four hundred infantry were either injured or killed, and screams of agony filled the air, and the arrow rain immediately slowed down.

The Black Cavalry continued to speed forward, but did not immediately take out close combat weapons, but pulled up the battle bows in their hands.

In the blink of an eye, they were seven to ten paces away, and could already see the eyelashes of the heavy armored knights in front.

"Heavens!"

"Damn it!"

"Madmen!"

… …

The heavy armored knights in the front uttered curses, the three-foot heavy arrows close at hand, with their cold, spear-like arrowheads, made them feel really empty.

The reality was even more serious than they thought.

"Shoot!"

Heida He Batuer issued the second order.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Armor-piercing heavy arrows, whistling through the wind, shot towards the faces of the enemies less than ten meters away.

Close-range ultimate!

Shoot the face at seven paces!

The unique skill of the Qing bow!

Even if the shot missed, it didn't matter, the Black Cavalry didn't use the crescent shovel-shaped arrowheads to deal with heavy armored enemies, but three-sided pyramid arrowheads, specializing in breaking heavy armor.

At a distance of seven paces, this heavy armor was no stronger than paper!

Of course, who would shoot the armor if they could shoot the face?

The target of these heavy arrows was still the enemy's cheeks.

Puff puff puff!

Thump thump thump!

In an instant, countless Jurchen heavy infantry in the front row had their heads blown apart directly by the Qing bow's heavy arrows, and they fell to the ground and died without a single groan.

There were also some heavy arrows that missed due to the Jin soldiers' dodging.

But to be honest, those infantrymen might as well not have dodged.

Some infantrymen had their necks broken directly, blood gushing wildly, and their heads separated from their bodies!

Some infantrymen were nailed to the ground alive, and screamed in pain!

All in all, with the Qing bow's heavy arrows unleashed at close range, most of the heavy armored infantry in the front few rows were wiped out before they could even raise their twelve-foot heavy spears.

This almost wiped out three rows of heavy armored infantry.

The remaining last row of thin heavy armored infantry was simply not enough to stop the Black Cavalry's charge!

"Break the formation!"

Heida He Batuer let out a loud roar!

"Break the formation!"

Eight hundred heavy cavalry echoed in unison.

The iron flails in their hands shone with a cold light under the sunlight, and crashed straight into the Jurchen infantry formation.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Puff puff puff!

The iron flails fell like meteorites on the bodies of those light armored infantry! The heads of those infantrymen burst open like ripe watermelons, blood splattering wildly, like a rain of red, staining the earth.

Those light armored infantry also raised heavy axes to resist, but how could light armored infantry be a match for heavy armored cavalry?

The strong armor could minimize the damage from the Jin army's weapons.

The huge momentum of the warhorses' charge made many of the Jin army's counterattacks powerless.

In short, like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds, or like a whale sucking water, the Black Cavalry only took half a quarter of an hour to break through the infantry formation, leaving behind a ground full of corpses, and charging towards Wanyan Chihu's banner!

"How can it be so fast?"

Wanyan Chihu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

However, after all, he was the son of a general, and he quickly controlled his emotions, saying: "Order Ding Xue to take his five thousand elite cavalry and stop them!"

At this point, there was no room to be stingy with the elite cavalry. Wanyan Chi Hu decisively issued a military order.

Ding Xue was also a well-regarded fierce general in the Jin army. Before the Jin Dynasty's full mobilization, he led five thousand elite cavalry and ten thousand infantry to garrison Yehuling. Yehuling was the last line of defense for the Jin Dynasty to use its geographical advantage to block the Mongols, which showed Ding Xue's importance.

This time, in order to quell the Wanggu rebellion as soon as possible, Wanyan Chengyu ordered Ding Xue to lead five thousand elite cavalry to reinforce Wanyan Chi Hu.

Now that he had received the military order, Ding Xue quickly led his five thousand elite cavalry to attack and block the Black Cavalry Army.

However, if the Jin could reinforce their troops, couldn't Zhao Shuo do the same?

"Wu Du Tai, Mo Luo He, and Ta Ma Chi, lead your troops to reinforce!"

"Yes!"

Wu Du Tai, Mo Luo He, and Ta Ma Chi were all hereditary chiliarchs assigned to Zhao Shuo by Temujin. Originally, when they were enfeoffed, the number of soldiers under their command was less than a thousand. However, after three years of recuperation, the total number of soldiers under their command reached three thousand one hundred.

With Zhao Shuo's order, three thousand one hundred Mongolian soldiers stepped forward and joined the battle.

The Jin regular army was certainly well-equipped, but the Mongolian army was not bad either. One-third of the people were wearing iron armor, and half were equipped with Xixia swords.

This time, there was no room for fancy tricks.

Mongolian cavalry vs. Jin elite cavalry!

Swish, swish, swish!

At a distance of a hundred paces, both sides simultaneously released a wave of arrows.

Jin soldiers or Mongolian soldiers were shot down from their horses from time to time, seemingly evenly matched.

However, when the distance was reduced to thirty paces, when accurate shooting was possible, the situation changed abruptly.

Swish, swish!

Two eagle-feather arrows were fired almost simultaneously, shooting towards the enemy on the opposite side.

Puff!

A Mongolian soldier's arrow hit the Jin soldier's right arm!

That Jin soldier was an elite cavalryman, not a heavy cavalryman, wearing only body armor, a helmet, and arm guards. The arm guards only protected the forearm, but the upper arm was not protected, and this eagle-feather arrow hit his right upper arm!

Clang!

The Jin soldier couldn't bear the pain, and his saber fell to the ground.

The Mongolian soldier opposite him was unscathed. Because the eagle-feather arrow shot by the Jin soldier was not accurate enough, the Mongolian soldier didn't even dodge and it brushed past him.

"Kill!"

The Mongolian soldier grinned, spurred his horse, and the distance of thirty paces was reached in an instant. With a wave of his scimitar, he severed the Jin soldier's head.

When the two sides engaged in close combat, it was even more different.

"Die!"

A Jin soldier wielded his scimitar, creating a whistling sound, and slashed towards the Mongolian soldier on the opposite side.

Clang!

The Mongolian soldier raised his scimitar to meet it.

"Huh?"

The Jin soldier only felt a tremendous force coming, and he could barely hold his saber steady.

He never expected that the Mongolian soldier in front of him, who was obviously half a head shorter than him, would have such great strength. He was slightly stunned.

Just as he was stunned, the Mongolian soldier's martial arts, honed in countless battles, unleashed its power. The scimitar slashed smoothly, cutting his throat!

"Heh…"

Thump!

The Jin soldier clutched his throat and fell off his horse.

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"Go to hell!"

A Jin Mouke (centurion), skilled in martial arts, with great strength and heavy blows, smashed a octagonal iron rod heavily towards a Mongolian soldier.

The Mongolian soldier had already exchanged two moves with him, and knew that if this rod smashed down, he would surely die.

"Die, all of you!"

He simply threw the scimitar in his hand directly, shooting towards the Mouke's face.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Two screams were issued almost simultaneously, and the two died together.

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Obviously, the Mongolian soldiers not only had the advantage in combat power, but were also more fearless than the decadent Jin army.

Three thousand one hundred ordinary Mongolian soldiers, plus eight hundred Black Cavalry soldiers, used only a little more than half an hour to defeat the five thousand Jin elite cavalry.

Seeing the situation was not good, Ding Xue directly turned his horse and left, to see Wanyan Chi Hu and plead guilty.

"Useless thing!"

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In fact, Wanyan Chi Hu had already seen that Ding Xue's combat was not unheroic, and his command was not a big problem either.

Ding Xue was indeed somewhat afraid of death. However, the most fundamental reason was that the strength of the Jin elite cavalry was insufficient, and they were crushed head-on by the Mongolian army!

At this time, the battle situation was urgent, and Wanyan Chi Hu couldn't care about dealing with Ding Xue.

In addition to the five thousand elite cavalry around him, he had already gathered two thousand cavalry and five thousand infantry.

He quickly ordered the Tie Futu (Iron Pagoda), who were wearing armor, and the remaining five thousand elite cavalry to press forward in full force to block the charging four thousand Mongolian soldiers!

He himself led the seven thousand soldiers at hand as the final reserve team.

But at this time, Zhao Shuo had already ordered, saying: "Press on! The whole army presses on! Hairige leads the Flying Eagle Army to reinforce the Black Cavalry Army and destroy the Jin dogs' Tie Futu. Duo Li Buhe and Duo Er Bo Duo Heishen, lead your troops to intercept the Jin dogs on the periphery. Ge Rile, Altana, Su He, and Mo Chi Bie Du Wen, lead your troops and follow me to attack!"

Capture Wanyan Chi Hu alive and win a complete victory, now is the time!

"Charge! Kill!"

"Capture Wanyan Chi Hu alive!"

"A complete victory, now is the time!"

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Hairige led fifteen hundred Flying Eagle Army soldiers, swiftly and nimbly howling over, and joined forces with the Black Cavalry Army to attack the Jin army's Tie Futu.

The Black Cavalry Army was not afraid of the Tie Futu, so what?

Now is the time to use more people to fight fewer people!

Is to use the cavalry's swiftness and the advantage of superior local forces!

Battlefield fighting, use all means!

Wu Du Tai, Mo Luo He, and Ta Ma Chi cooperated very well, using the troops in their hands to entangle the five thousand elite cavalry who were reinforcing.

Duo Li Buhe and Duo Er Bo Duo Heishen led two thousand Mongolian soldiers, galloping on the periphery, blocking the Jin army on the periphery from continuing to reinforce.

Zhao Shuo took the lead, Ge Rile, Ge Rile, Altana, Su He, and Mo Chi Bie Du Wen, leading a total of more than three thousand Mongolian soldiers and more than one thousand Balu camp warriors closely followed, detouring a large circle, and directly attacking Wanyan Chi Hu's banner!

At the same time.

Squeak ~ ~ ~

The gate of Wushabao Fortress opened, and three thousand two hundred Wanggu warriors and four thousand able-bodied women, a total of seven thousand two hundred people, holding weapons and with the anger of revenge, left the fortress and launched a final counterattack against the Jin army outside the city. The Jin army outside the city who wanted to continue to reinforce Wanyan Chi Hu were completely contained.

"Kill! Kill all the grassland barbarians!"

"Kill the Jin dogs!"

"Go to hell!"

"Kill!"

"Ah! Save me!"

… …

The war suddenly entered a white-hot stage. The shouts, curses, the sound of weapons colliding, the sound of flesh breaking, and the miserable cries of casualties were completely intertwined.

The Jin army's last trump card, the Tie Futu, also went into battle, but it was no different from not going into battle.

Because the Jin army's decadence was comprehensive.

Whether it was their elite infantry, elite cavalry, or Tie Futu.

Heavy armored cavalry is also divided into levels.

A hundred years ago, the equipment of the Tie Futu and the Tie Ya Zi (Iron Falcons) was largely the same, but the feeling they gave to the Song people was completely different.

For the Xixia's Tie Ya Zi, the Song people's evaluation was very simple, that is - fighting desperately. The Song people's heavy cavalry and heavy armored infantry were not vegetarians either. The two sides fought hard, won if they won, lost if they lost, and each accepted their fate.

But the Tie Futu was different, it brought deeper fear to the Song people.

These Tie Futu were not only brave and good at fighting, fearless of death, but also had extremely strong endurance. They were not afraid of failure, and often regrouped after failure, like cockroaches that couldn't be killed, repeatedly charging and killing.

As the saying goes, "What is cavalry if you can't fight a hundred rounds?"

The Jin Dynasty's Tie Futu simply made the Song army doubt life.

It was not until Yue Fei's Beiwei Army emerged, even more fearless of death, brave and good at fighting, and possessed a stronger fighting will, that there was the great victory of Zhuxian Town, allowing the Song people to hold their heads high.

The current Jin army's Tie Futu has probably degenerated to the level of the Xixia Tie Ya Zi of that year.

Although they can also wear heavy armor and fight freely on horseback, in terms of fearlessness of death, bravery and good fighting, and fighting will, they are far worse than they were back then.

This is also normal. Having secured the country, where did the newly born Jin people experience the harsh environment of the White Mountains and Black Waters since childhood? They became soldiers only for military pay and prospects, so how could they possibly risk their lives.

And what they encountered were the strongest grassland warriors armed to the teeth by Zhao Shuo and given extremely high treatment!

What they encountered were the Flying Eagle Army, wearing tendon and feather root armor, specializing in defeating Tie Futu!

They also had a great numerical disadvantage, eight hundred against two thousand three hundred!

In this way, the Black Cavalry Army faced the enemy head-on, and the Flying Eagle Army attacked its two wings. In just two quarters of an hour, the Jin army's eight hundred Tie Futu were completely annihilated!

Then, in less than a quarter of an hour, the Black Cavalry Army and the Flying Eagle Army, in cooperation with Wu Du Tai, Mo Luo He, and Ta Ma Chi, defeated the Jin army's five thousand elite cavalry.

At the same time, Zhao Shuo also led four thousand troops and tore apart the Jin army's last seven thousand reserve team.

"How could this be? How could this be possible?"

Wanyan Chihu looked at the completely breached battle situation before him, hardly believing his eyes.

He felt that his judgment was without any issues; the Mongol soldiers were indeed fewer than the Jin troops, only about twelve to thirteen thousand. Even adding the three thousand-plus Ongud soldiers within the city, it would be a maximum of sixteen thousand.

He had at least a two-fold advantage in troop strength! He brought only the elite infantry and cavalry of the Jin Dynasty!

How could he have lost? And lost so quickly, so thoroughly!

His command wasn't problematic either!

First, order the infantry to resist for a bit; if the infantry couldn't hold, send the elite cavalry to resist again. Strive for enough time to gather the Iron Pagoda armored cavalry and rally the entire army for a counterattack.

Any famous general would have to fight like this!

But, it just turned out like this ghostly mess before his eyes!

Indeed, the enemy commander, Zhao Shuo, seized upon his weaknesses of weary troops and dispersed forces. The enemy's scouts were too elite, completely blocking intelligence from three miles away.

But this wasn't the key to the battle's failure.

The key was that the Mongol soldiers were too strong!

They were no longer the loose tribes of the grasslands; they had become a powerful empire. Every Mongol was fighting for the rising Great Mongol Empire, their fighting spirit extremely high!

They were also not like before, those grassland barbarians who regarded a suit of iron armor as a treasure. After attacking Western Xia, their equipment had been upgraded, definitely not inferior to the regular Jin army!

Of course, there was also the hateful Ongud tribe, who had smuggled an unknown amount of Jin equipment, fattening the Mongol wolf!

At this moment, Wanyan Chihu realized that they, the Jin Dynasty, seemed to have become too arrogant after defeating the Song Dynasty.

They had actually underestimated the Mongols so much, setting the grand military plan of luring the Mongols to attack.

Now it seemed that this was a complete and utter terrible idea.

The Mongol army was just like their ancestors who had just emerged from the Changbai Mountains, invincible with ten thousand men!

Watching the battlefield collapse ever more rapidly, Wanyan Chihu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"No! I must leave! I cannot die here, I am still useful! I must preserve my useful body, report this news to my father, report it to the imperial court! We must never underestimate the Mongols again, otherwise the danger of national demise is right before our eyes!"

Thinking of this, Wanyan Chihu left the command platform, leading his personal guards, and frantically fled towards the southeast.

"Trying to escape?!"

Although Zhao Shuo didn't recognize Wanyan Chihu, his armor was too conspicuous.

Near the command platform, such a big figure, who else could it be but Wanyan Chihu?

"Chase him!"

With Zhao Shuo's loud shout, Golden Flash suddenly accelerated, as fast as a streak of pale golden lightning!

"Yes!"

"Follow the Consort!"

Although the Black Cavalry had been dispatched, the personal guards around Zhao Shuo were all extraordinary, and their warhorses were top-notch, just not wearing heavy armor.

They spurred their steeds, striving to keep up.

Puff, puff, puff!

Zhao Shuo picked up the Uteng Bow and fired seven iron-backed arrows in quick succession!

Fifty paces away, Wanyan Chihu's seven personal guards didn't even utter a groan before being shot off their horses.

"Protect General Wanyan! Fight the barbarians to the death!"

After all, they were brave Jurchen personal guards. The forty personal guards beside Wanyan Chihu actually turned around and counterattacked Zhao Shuo.

Swish, swish, swish!

Zhao Shuo fired three more arrows in quick succession!

The two sides were about to engage in close combat!

Swish, swish, swish!

Just as Zhao Shuo was about to raise his saber to meet the enemy, his personal guards behind him unleashed their power. These personal guards were all sharpshooters, not at all worried about accidentally injuring Zhao Shuo. Hundreds of arrows were fired simultaneously, instantly killing those forty Jin soldiers!

"Well done!"

Golden Flash didn't slow down at all, Zhao Shuo continued forward.

Zhao Shuo's spurs pierced Golden Flash's belly for the first time.

Neigh ~ ~

Golden Flash let out a strange cry, its speed increased to the extreme!

In an instant, it had already caught up to the front of this cavalry team!

"Die!"

Zhao Shuo's Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber surged like raging waves, killing all the remaining few personal guards who were resisting beside Wanyan Chihu.

At this time, only Wanyan Chihu was left fleeing for his life!

"Come over here!"

The lasso drew a beautiful arc, looping around Wanyan Chihu's neck.

Zhao Shuo exerted a little force, already pulling him off his horse!

"Bang!"

Wanyan Chihu suddenly fell to the ground, tumbling around in a disheveled manner for a dozen or so rolls, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"Tie him up!"

"Yes."

The personal guards directly stepped forward, dismounted, and tied up the wide-eyed Wanyan Chihu securely.

Wanyan Chihu's capture also meant that the battle had entered its final stages.

There was no way around it, the Mongol army's combat power was too strong, and the progress of the war was too fast.

In just about an hour, Wanyan Chihu's main force was defeated, and Wanyan Chihu was captured alive.

Approximately three thousand cavalry and nine thousand infantry were constrained by the Ongud tribe in the city and Dorji Buqa and Do'er Boduo Hei outside the city, not having time to play any role at all.

As the Mongol army's main force freed up their hands, they could only either kneel and surrender, or abandon their armor and weapons and flee in panic.

"Consort, you must avenge our Ongud tribe! My father, my elder brother, have all died! Nearly two thousand men in the tribe have died! In order to avenge them, the women in the tribe have also gone to battle!"

Bo Yao He was in tears, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing loudly to Zhao Shuo.

"I know! Don't worry!"

Zhao Shuo said without hesitation: "The revenge for Ambaghai Khan must be taken! The revenge for the reduction of our people must be taken! The revenge for Consort An Chen must be taken! The revenge for the Ongud tribe must also be taken! We will remember all these debts from the Jin people!"

Then, he ordered: "Bring Wanyan Chihu up!"

"Yes!"

Dong, dong, dong ~ ~

Wanyan Chihu, tightly bound, was brought before Zhao Shuo.

"You are the Mongol Consort Zhao Shuo?"

As a Jin Dynasty general, Wanyan Chihu paid great attention to collecting Mongol intelligence, and had heard Zhao Shuo's name countless times. However, even though he thought he had overestimated Zhao Shuo as much as possible, after that devastating battle just now, he realized that he had still underestimated this number one warrior of the grasslands.

Of course, also as a Jin Dynasty general, even though Wanyan Chihu was Wanyan Chengyu's son and should have great value, he was unwilling to beg for mercy.

Wanyan Chihu said: "Since I have fallen into your hands, whether you want to kill me or dismember me, do as you please!"

"Oh? Do you think that the blood feud between the Jin and the Mongols is only as simple as death?" Zhao Shuo's face was full of cold mockery.

Wanyan Chihu's expression changed slightly, and he said: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Do you know why I wanted to capture you alive?" Zhao Shuo said: "By order of Genghis Khan, all Jin Dynasty nobles should be captured alive as much as possible. And then…"

He paused deliberately, looking at Wanyan Chihu's pale face with a playful expression, before continuing: "Then, they will be nailed to the wooden donkey alive! To avenge Ambaghai Khan and Consort An Chen!"

"No! You can't do this! I am the son of the Jin Dynasty Chancellor Wanyan Chengyu! I can be used to exchange prisoners! My father can offer a large amount of gold and silver to redeem me! You can even use me to threaten my father and make him an internal collaborator for the Mongols!

Consort Zhao Shuo, I beg you! I beg you!

Please don't nail me to the wooden donkey!"

After hearing Zhao Shuo's words, Wanyan Chihu completely panicked.

If he wasn't tied up so tightly, he would probably have knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Shuo repeatedly.

This tough guy, even if facing a thousand cuts and ten thousand slices, would not be afraid, but he completely could not accept the punishment of the wooden donkey.

Being treated like this was undoubtedly the most humiliating way for a man to die.

It was precisely because of this that the Jin people ingeniously used this punishment on their enemy Ambaghai, whom they hated to the core.

Before his death, Ambaghai asked someone to pass a message to his sons: If you grind down your five fingernails, you will ruin ten fingers, and you will avenge me!

Not only his five sons, but every Mongol had this hatred etched into their hearts, never to be forgotten.

Today, the Mongols were going to repay them in kind, using it on all captured Jin Dynasty nobles!

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