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

Clang!

With a loud crash, Sangkun's spear and Zhao Shuo's long saber collided fiercely!

"Ah!"

With Sangkun's miserable cry, his tiger's mouth split open, and the spear in his hand flew out!

A look of immense horror appeared in Sangkun's pupils!

Only now did he realize what kind of terrifying figure he was fighting against!

However, it was already too late!

"Go to hell!"

Pfft!

Zhao Shuo swung his saber, and Sangkun's magnificent body was cut in half at the waist!

Thump!

Sangkun's upper body, like a ravaged dwarf, fell off his horse!

"Aiyah!"

Sangkun wasn't dead yet, his hands clawing at the ground, letting out miserable cries like the wails of ghosts and wolves, completely inhuman!

"Father—! I will avenge you!"

Although being cut in half at the waist wouldn't lead to immediate death, even a god couldn't save him!

Sangkun's son, Tu Sahe, his eyes bloodshot, spurred his horse towards Zhao Shuo.

"Tu Sahe! Don't go!"

Wang Han, who had just rushed out of the golden tent under the protection of more than five hundred guards, happened to see this scene and quickly shouted to stop him!

However, it was already too late!

Zhao Shuo hung his saber on the hook ring, took a lasso from his leather bag, and flung it forward!

Whoosh!

"Come over here!"

"Ah!"

The lasso was one of the six common weapons used by the people of the grasslands.

Back then, the immensely strong Hasar was captured by Sangkun using a lasso, and Zhao Shuo was also an expert in using the lasso!

Tu Sahe was charging towards Zhao Shuo when Zhao Shuo threw a lasso, actually capturing Tu Sahe alive and bringing him to his horse.

"Wang Han, I just killed your son!

Now, it's your grandson's turn!"

Crack!

Zhao Shuo twisted his thick right hand, snapping Tu Sahe's neck!

"Aiyah~~ My grandson!"

Wang Han let out a miserable cry!

His only son!

His only grandson!

Dead!

All dead!

He was old and no longer had any possibility of continuing his lineage!

Wang Han's eyes turned bloodshot, and he pointed forward with the golden knife at his waist: "Kill Zhao Shuo, reward one thousand taels of gold, and a thousand households of commoners!

Kill Zhao Shuo, reward one thousand taels of gold, and a thousand households of commoners!"

"Kill! Kill Zhao Shuo!"

"Kill Zhao Shuo, reward one thousand taels of gold, and a thousand households of commoners!"

"Let the Mongol tribe die!"

"Kill Zhao Shuo, avenge the prince and grandson!"

"Kill all these bastards of the Baya'ud tribe!"

…

With heavy rewards, there must be brave men.

The grassland warriors of Wang Han's tribe rushed towards Zhao Shuo one after another!

However, Zhao Shuo's face showed no fear, and he snorted disdainfully, saying: "Wang Han, it's already come to this, and you're still so stingy?

Mongol warriors, follow me!

Kill Wang Han, and be granted five thousand households!"

"Kill Wang Han, and be granted five thousand households!"

"Kill Wang Han, and be granted five thousand households!"

"Kill Wang Han, and be granted five thousand households!"

…

Two thousand Mongol troops shouted loudly, and under Zhao Shuo's leadership, they charged straight towards Wang Han's army!

Boom!

The Mongol army had a little over two thousand men, while Wang Han's army had less than fifteen hundred, and they crashed into each other fiercely!

Normally, although the Mongolians were more powerful than Wang Han's army, the difference wasn't significant.

Both sides were elite warriors of the grasslands.

When the numbers were not too different, it was difficult to quickly resolve the battle.

However, the Mongol side had Zhao Shuo, the biggest variable!

More precisely, only now did Zhao Shuo unleash his full power and display his true strength!

The reasoning was simple.

If Zhao Shuo had displayed too much strength earlier, what if Wang Han had simply escaped?

In addition, Zhao Shuo's cruel killing of Sangkun and Tu Sahe earlier was also to keep Wang Han from leaving!

Because Wang Han's life and death were too important.

In historical records, without Zhao Shuo, naturally no one would have killed Sangkun and Tu Sahe.

As a result, Wang Han didn't have the hatred of having his son killed, and seeing the situation was bad, he directly disguised himself and fled.

Was the development of things to this point a good thing?

Of course not!

Unable to find Wang Han's body, Temujin found it difficult to swallow for three consecutive days.

On the one hand, he frantically sent people to search for Wang Han's whereabouts, and on the other hand, he sent people everywhere to spread the news of Wang Han's death to stabilize people's hearts.

The heavens helped Temujin—Wang Han went to seek refuge with the Naiman people, but the border guard of the Naiman people didn't recognize Wang Han and impatiently chopped off the head of that "old man impersonating Wang Han."

Temujin's situation turned from danger to safety.

Otherwise, the Naiman people, Jamukha, plus Wang Han's terrifying appeal to the Keraites… the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Now, even Zhao Shuo, who was familiar with history, had to kill Wang Han—the probability of the Naiman general mistakenly killing Wang Han was too small!

Zhao Shuo was absolutely unwilling to take such a risk!

Therefore, he had just cruelly killed Sangkun and Tu Sahe in front of Wang Han, arousing Wang Han's hatred and preventing Wang Han from fleeing in a hurry.

Now, he had to truly unleash his full power and defeat this army of fifteen hundred as quickly as possible to hunt down Wang Han.

So, could Zhao Shuo do it?

Of course, he could!

The long saber in Zhao Shuo's hand had a name: Zhanmadao (Horse-Chopping Saber).

What is a Zhanmadao?

In fact, it was the Zhanmajian (Horse-Chopping Sword) of the Han Dynasty and the Modao (陌刀) of the Tang Dynasty!

As the "Tang Liudian" (唐六典) said, "Modao is a long saber, held by infantry, originally the horse-chopping saber of ancient times."

By the Song Dynasty, "Modao" returned to its original name, Zhanmadao.

What was the power of this saber?

In the Tang Dynasty, Modao was a weapon used by infantry to defeat cavalry, "advancing like a wall", "those in its path, men and horses alike, were shattered."

It was just because this saber was too heavy and could only be used by the strongest infantry, not by cavalry.

Now, Zhao Shuo had innate divine strength and enough strength to use the Zhanmadao on horseback.

Back then, Zhao Shuo voluntarily stayed behind precisely because of such terrifying strength, allowing Hua Zheng and the others to go first.

He was confident that if it really didn't work, he could rely on the Zhanmadao's ability to break through defenses and single-handedly break through the encirclement!

It was just that Wang Han's army at the time wasn't strong enough to force him to unleash his full power.

Now, at this critical moment of the decisive battle with Wang Han, Zhao Shuo was going to let the true power of the Modao on horseback appear in front of the world for the first time!

"Damn Zhao Shuo, die!"

Leading the Keraites was Tu Sahe's companion, Erdun Bairi.

Tu Sahe was captured and executed by Zhao Shuo in front of Erdun Bairi, which was both a great shame for Erdun Bairi and made his heart ache.

Grassland men shed blood but not tears, and even if Erdun Bairi died, he would splash Zhao Shuo with blood!

However, Erdun Bairi never dreamed of how he would die!

"Chop!"

Zhao Shuo swung his saber, from top to bottom, slashing at Erdun Bairi!

It was as fast as lightning, the saber light flashing, Erdun Bairi didn't even have time to parry!

Its momentum was like a mountain!

The saber split open Erdun Bairi's helmet, split open Erdun Bairi's head, split open his body, and split open the warhorse under his crotch!

In the blink of an eye, Erdun Bairi and his horse were split in half!