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

Seeing the Xia soldiers retreating from the battle and gathering in one direction, the Mongol army, with its agile mobility, quickly formed small teams of about ten men each. Some were blocking the front, while others were pursuing and killing from behind. The twang of bowstrings echoed, and countless Xixia light cavalrymen lost their lives in vain.

But that wasn't the worst of it.

Upon seeing this, Hasar understood who the commander of these light cavalrymen was.

Clad in double layers of iron armor, and accompanied by forty attendants, he never missed a shot with his arrows, and his blades were stained with blood. He forcefully broke through seven lines of Xia light cavalrymen, arriving near Tuoba Tao.

Although Tuoba Tao possessed some martial skills, he was ultimately no match for a fierce general of Hasar's extraordinary talent. In just a few moves, Hasar disrupted his stance.

"Die!"

With a loud roar from Hasar, the long spear in his hand thrust out like lightning, striking Tuoba Tao squarely in the heart!

These cavalrymen were the foundation of Xixia. If they were all lost, then Xixia would completely lose the initiative when facing the Mongols in the future, and would only be able to defend. Therefore, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Li Chengzhen immediately ordered the cavalry to retreat.

However, of the ten thousand light cavalrymen sent out, less than eight thousand returned.

Hasar's troops also suffered casualties of over three hundred, but the grassland warriors were accustomed to life and death, and were fierce and bloodthirsty, their fighting spirit becoming even higher.

"Attack the enemy's infantry formation!"

Seeing that the Xixia army was frightened and could only shrink back to defend, Hasar sneered and issued a new attack order.

The Xixia reinforcements' Qinsheng Army originally numbered around fifty thousand, but after being wiped out by Surchatai and Zhao Shuo, only about forty-six thousand remained.

These forty-six thousand Qinsheng soldiers consisted of ten thousand light cavalry and thirty-six thousand infantry.

Now, after Hasar eliminated two thousand cavalrymen, he set his sights on the thirty-six thousand infantrymen.

Of these thirty-six thousand infantrymen, thirty thousand formed a battle formation in the front, waiting in full battle readiness. The remaining six thousand elites, along with three thousand Iron Falcons and five hundred Yue Wang's personal soldiers, served as the army's general reserve, protecting Li Chengzhen in the rear.

This allowed them to advance and attack, or retreat and defend.

Hasar also saw that the seemingly numerous Xixia infantry formation was not as terrifying as it seemed.

From their equipment, morale, and even their eyes, one could see their "sheep" nature.

Therefore, Hasar directly issued the order to charge the formation, using three thousand Mongol elite cavalry to attack the Xixia's thirty thousand infantry formation!

Rumble!

The Mongol army's combat style changed again.

Divided into teams of about ten men each, forming two hundred and seventy teams. These were further grouped into sets of three teams, resulting in ninety groups.

Each group first sent out one team, galloping towards the Xixia formation. Upon reaching a distance of a hundred paces, they suddenly turned, running along the Xixia infantry formation, firing four arrows in succession, before returning to their starting point.

Just as they returned, the second team's attack arrived. After the second team came the third team, and after the third team came the first team… This cycle repeated, with the Xixia formation facing continuous attacks from ninety locations.

The attack was not the main point; the main point was to probe.

In less than half an hour, some parts of the Xixia infantry formation began to show signs of disarray.

Now is the time!

"Gu Gui!" (Break the formation)

With a loud shout from Hasar, he led all the troops in his group, galloping towards the direction of the most disorganized Xixia infantry formation.

"Gu Gui!"

Hasar's troops echoed in unison, galloping towards Hasar to join him.

In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred riders had gathered around Hasar.

He took the lead, leading these two hundred-plus riders, forcefully breaking open a gap in the Xixia infantry formation, with the rest of his troops closely following behind.

They pierced through and chiseled through the Xixia infantry formation, directly passing through the formation!

"Again!"

After piercing through the Xixia infantry formation, Hasar did not stop, and once again led his troops to charge towards the Xixia formation.

If they did this a few more times, the Xixia infantry formation, although not collapsing on the spot, would undoubtedly be defeated as the subsequent Mongol troops continued to follow up!

"General, we can't fight like this anymore. The Mongol army is too strong. Even if we eliminate these three thousand men, they still have tens of thousands of troops!" Deputy General Ye Huoyuan suggested.

"No, now is not the time to retreat!"

Li Chengzhen knew that the Mongol army was powerful, but he never expected them to be so powerful. He had already regretted engaging in a field battle with the Mongols.

But how could he retreat now?

His fifty thousand troops were mainly infantry, while the Mongols were all cavalry. If the Xixia army retreated now, with the Mongol army pursuing and killing from behind, how likely would these infantrymen be to escape with their lives? It would be better to persevere and continue fighting.

He gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Let Yeli Qiong lead the Iron Falcons to charge the Mongol army's main formation. Doesn't the flag of that main formation have the character 'Zhao' written on it? It should be the Mongol Consort Zhao Shuo, who is known as the number one warrior of the grasslands. Once Yeli Qiong defeats Zhao Shuo, the Mongol army will not dare to underestimate us. It won't be too late for us to slowly retreat after dark.

"Yes."

With the cavalry failing and the infantry being useless, Li Chengzhen had no choice but to bring out his trump card, the Iron Falcons.

Before long, Yeli Qiong led three thousand Iron Falcons, charging towards the direction of Zhao Shuo's flag.

"Hmm? These are the Iron Falcons, right?"

Seeing the enemy's fully armored heavy cavalry approaching, how could Zhao Shuo not know that the Xixia had deployed their trump card? He shouted loudly, "Hairige!"

"Here!"

"Lead the Flying Eagle Army and test the weight of the Xixia Iron Falcons. If you fight this battle well, I will promote you to a chiliarch!"

"Yes!" Hairige replied loudly.

He was only twenty years old this year, three years younger than Zhao Shuo. Zhao Shuo had promoted him from a small soldier to the position of centurion in less than five years.

To be honest, in terms of military talent alone, this person might not be much worse than Muqali. Not to mention chiliarch, given time, he might even be able to become a tumen.

However, it was useless. No matter how high his talent, it was completely useless.

The times were different.

Since Temujin enfeoffed ninety-five hereditary chiliarchs, the limit for ordinary Mongols was centurion. Only here with Zhao Shuo was there a chance to sit in the position of chiliarch.

What? Other consorts also have two or more chiliarchs under them?

That's not how it works. Other consorts have a large number of relatives. Why wouldn't they arrange for their own relatives to be chiliarchs, instead of benefiting an outsider?

Only Zhao Shuo, without any relatives, could an ordinary person have the opportunity to gain a position as a chiliarch under him based on his talent.

Hairige naturally knew how lucky he was and how rare this opportunity was. He also understood how much Zhao Shuo valued him.

Consort, watch me!

I will not let you down!

"Flying Eagle Army, follow me to attack!"

With Hairige's order, the one thousand Flying Eagle Army soldiers, who had already donned tendon and feather root armor, moved.

They formed a fan-shaped formation, facing the three thousand Iron Falcons head-on.

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"What? The Xia people's Iron Falcons have been deployed? Let's go see the power of Ashuo's Flying Eagle Army together!"

Zhao Shuo had already discussed the establishment of the Flying Eagle Army with Temujin. After learning that the Xixia Iron Falcons had been deployed, Temujin quickly led Surchatai, Ogedai, Chagatai, and Tolui to climb onto the already built lookout platform.

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"Hmph, I thought this Mongol Zhao Shuo had great abilities, but upon seeing him today, he is nothing more than that."

Seeing a group of light cavalrymen wearing strange feather armor approaching him, seemingly wanting to semi-surround the three thousand Iron Falcons, Yeli Qiong couldn't help but sneer in disdain.

Light cavalrymen head-on against heavy cavalrymen, and semi-surrounding them? Isn't this a huge joke?

How did Zhao Shuo use his troops?

It seems that today is the day for me, Yeli Qiong, to make a contribution!

"Accelerate forward!"

Yeli Qiong issued the order without hesitation.

The Iron Falcons began to accelerate, galloping on horseback, the distance between the two sides getting closer and closer.

One hundred paces!

Eighty paces!

Fifty paces!

At this distance, both sides had tacitly slowed down. After all, if they didn't slow down, with the huge impact force of both sides' warhorses, even if heavy cavalry collided with light cavalry, it would only result in mutual destruction.

But the problem was that the Flying Eagle Army not only slowed down, but also directly reined in their horses and picked up the war bows on their backs.