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

Watching Gao Xiong flee on horseback, Zhao Shuo coldly curved the corners of his mouth, drew his bow again, and pulled a Pi arrow from the quiver.

Then, unhurriedly, he drew the bowstring to its full extent and suddenly released it towards Gao Xiong!

Instantly, the sound of the string rang out, and the Pi arrow shot out like a short spear, hitting Gao Xiong in the back of the head!

Despite the protection of his helmet, Gao Xiong was instantly stunned by the terrifying impact and fell off his horse on the spot!

Zhao Shuo's arrow had no skill to it, relying entirely on his great strength!

This arrow, hitting Gao Xiong in the back of the head, was no different from a heavy hammer striking Gao Xiong's head.

Even with the helmet's protection, Gao Xiong couldn't withstand the terrifying impact and lost consciousness immediately.

Gao Xiong's unconscious fall from his horse on the battlefield was essentially a death sentence.

In a short time, all five members of the Gao family, father and sons, were slain by Zhao Shuo beneath his horse!

The death of these five, father and sons, also signaled the end of this ambush.

The logic was simple: after one volley, the Xixia's Divine Arm Bows no longer had enough time to launch a second attack. As for their Xixia scale armor, it was difficult to defend well against the Black Riders' wolf-toothed clubs.

Zhao Shuo's Black Riders had powerful combat strength, coupled with the more than four hundred subordinates of Sutai, enough to completely annihilate the two thousand Xixia soldiers.

The situation on the battlefield quickly reversed, with the Xixia people retreating in defeat. Having lost the command of their general and facing the ferocious Black Rider army, the morale of these Xixia soldiers was scattered, gradually turning from retreat into rout. Sutai's subordinates, together with Zhao Shuo's Black Riders, began to pursue the fleeing Xixia soldiers.

Only a ground of corpses remained in place, along with Zhao Shuo, riding his golden horse, and Sutai, a survivor of the battle.

"Won… Won?"

Sutai opened his mouth, his face showing shock and disbelief.

He had been in such a difficult situation just now, almost dying.

But as soon as Zhao Shuo arrived, he almost effortlessly reversed the situation.

Sutai then realized that even without considering the factor of the treasured blade, his current martial arts were far from Zhao Shuo's. Thinking about it, Zhao Shuo was only in his twenties this year, the time when his physical fitness was rapidly improving,

While Sutai was already over forty, and his body would only continue to decline.

With this ebb and flow, wouldn't the gap between the two become bigger and bigger?

Of course, Sutai's most important emotions now were gratitude and regret.

He dismounted, knelt down in front of Zhao Shuo with a "plop," pressed his face into the dirt, and said with deep regret and shame: "A'Shuo, thank you for saving me this time. I regret that I underestimated your warning and was careless and rash, resulting in a crushing defeat. If you hadn't been there to support me today, I would have undoubtedly died."

After a pause, he closed his eyes in regret and shame, grabbed a handful of mud and grass: "It's a pity that so many grassland warriors easily sacrificed their lives on the battlefield because of me. I will plead guilty to the Khan when I return!"

… …

That night, the Mongol's post-war summary meeting proceeded as usual.

Although this battle, strictly speaking, was a great victory for the Mongol army, with the Xixia people suffering a crushing defeat despite all their cunning plans, Sutai still took the initiative to stand up and plead guilty to Temujin.

Temujin said with a solemn expression: "Sutai, you were careless and rash, disregarding A'Shuo and Mu Huali's reminders, and blindly pursued, leading to being ambushed and losing four hundred warriors."

Zhao Shuo saved his life, so what was there to be dissatisfied with?

Now that Temujin had only deprived him of one thousand households, he felt that Temujin was being lenient to him.

As for the spoils of war, not to mention that Temujin gave them to Zhao Shuo, even if Temujin didn't say it, he wouldn't have the face to take them.

If he really took them, then he, Sutai, would truly be a complete waste.

Inside the tent, filled with high-ranking Mongol generals, Sutai still felt his face burning hot and ashamed after he stepped down.

He swallowed the shame and humiliation in his heart, and at the same time secretly vowed never to underestimate any opponent again.

Temujin looked around at the generals and said: "Although it is Sutai who is being punished this time, you must also take this as a warning. When leading troops, listen more to the opinions of your comrades, and do not be headstrong. Otherwise, a single wrong step will bury the lives of many soldiers in vain. How will you go back to face their parents, wives, and children?"

"Yes." The generals were awe-stricken and responded in unison.

Although Sutai lost troops and generals today, everyone present could imagine that even if they were in Sutai's place, they would most likely be caught off guard by the Xixia people just like Sutai.

So it wasn't that they were stronger than Sutai, but that it wasn't their turn this time, it was just the unlucky Sutai's turn.

Sutai suffered a great loss, and they naturally had to take it as a warning.

The Mongol nation is now thriving, and they want to go even higher, how could they stumble so badly and lose face in front of Genghis Khan?

At the same time, the generals once again realized the foresight of Zhao Shuo and Mu Huali.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them would never speak without basis.

Next time they said something, they must listen carefully.

After reprimanding Sutai, Temujin looked at Zhao Shuo and said: "A'Shuo, Sutai ignored your opinion, but not only were you not angry, but you took the initiative to support him. Your heart is as broad as the grasslands. On this point alone, the generals should learn from you. In this case, I will not take a share of this battle. All the spoils of war belong to you!"

Zhao Shuo nodded slightly and replied: "Thank you, Father Khan!"

In the "Great Jasagh" promulgated by Temujin, also known as Genghis Khan, detailed regulations were made for the distribution of spoils of war.

Thirty percent of the spoils of each battle were to be given to Temujin. One-tenth of that was Temujin's personal property. The other two-tenths went into the treasury of the Great Mongol Empire. After all, in every battle, some people would gnaw on bones, and some would eat meat. A portion of the spoils of war had to be distributed to reward the units that gnawed on bones.

The Mongol nobles had a similar distribution. The nobles received the remaining thirty percent. Finally, the remaining fifty percent was distributed by the nobles' subordinates according to their military merits.

Although Mu Huali brought dozens of attendants to observe the enemy's formation in this battle, he was a peaceful person. Since he believed that Zhao Shuo could handle this matter, he did not take action to compete with Zhao Shuo for credit.

Now that Temujin had spoken, all the spoils of war from this battle belonged to Zhao Shuo.

It could be said that Zhao Shuo made a killing.

That was more than 1,200 Xia State swords, 1,000 Divine Arm Bows, 500 sets of Xixia scale armor, and more than 1,200 elite Xixia war prisoners!