Usurpation of Mongolia: My father-in-law is Genghis Khan

Chapter 123: Buddhist Scriptures Inspire the Tyrant, White Tara Incarnates
Once Hu Sihan's Erduo City was captured, the organized resistance of the Western Liao was completely wiped out. However, there was still considerable unorganized resistance.

In the following month, Zhao Shuo and Subuchi's army continued to capture cities, beheaded more than 8,000 people, and reduced 30,000 households to slavery. Only then was the entire Western Liao completely pacified.

Two months later, Temujin led the main force of the Mongolian army and arrived at Husihan Erduo City.

Quchlü didn't actually have a deep hatred for Temujin. After all, it was Temujin who first destroyed his Naiman Kingdom. Later, when he attacked Mongolia to gain supremacy, it wasn't a personal vendetta. Temujin simply ordered his head chopped off and left it at that.

Temujin received 30% of all the spoils of war from Western Liao, and the remaining 70% was given to Zhao Shuo and Jochi.

The most important of the spoils were two women, one was the Western Liao princess, Queen Hunhu of Qubilai, and the other was Gulandu, the most beautiful woman in the Western Liao.

Temujin loved to play with women of status and happily accepted the princess of Western Liao.

Zhao Shuo made the most military achievements during the attack on Western Liao, so Gulando belonged to Zhao Shuo.

Jochi did not suffer any loss either. Temujin allowed him to give priority to choosing three of his most favored women from the other women in the Western Liao harem.

Zhao Shuo's treatment of the slaves also suited Temujin's wishes. Later, after conquering Khwarezm, Zhao Shuo and Jochi were granted fiefdoms, to which their slaves were to be relocated.

These are all trivial matters; the key lies in Khwarezm.

Temujin said, "Ashuo, I heard that one of your men, Xinluo, is very familiar with Khwarezm. This time, the Khwarezmians attacked Jochi's army, and they relied on him to report the situation in time. Please call him over and give him a detailed introduction to the situation in Khwarezm."

"Yes."

Xin Lu, a young man less than 30 years old, with a stubble, calm and capable, walked into the palace that originally belonged to the emperor of Western Liao.

Not only did he arrive, he also brought a simple map of Khwarezm.

On the surface, the current territory of Khwarezm is equivalent to Iran, Afghanistan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, Tajikistan, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, eastern Iraq and Israel in later generations, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles and a population of about 20 million.

Moreover, the army was composed mainly of nomadic peoples in the field, and the Persian army was the main defensive force. It was not easy to destroy the country in one battle.

Although Temujin didn't know these later terms and had never seen a map of Khwarezm before, he knew that Khwarezm was a vast country with hundreds of thousands of troops and was of great strategic importance. To deal with Khwarezm, he mobilized all of Mongolia and even wrote a will.

However, after Xinru carefully introduced the details of Khwarezm, Temujin found that he had really overestimated Khwarezm.

"Actually, Khwarezm isn't that difficult to deal with," Xin said. "Khwarezm is different from the Central Plains dynasties. There are many independent factions in various regions, and the Khwarezmian Sultan can't just wield them at will. Furthermore, Khwarezm is effectively divided now."

"Split?"

Temujin raised his eyebrows and repeated the sentence.

Xin Yu explained carefully, "When Sultan Muhammad of Khwarazm rose to power, it was largely thanks to the full support of his mother, Turhan Hatun. Turhan Hatun's Kangli nobles also occupied almost all of Khwarazm's key military and political positions. Naturally, Queen Mother Turhan Hatun's authority in Khwarazm was higher than that of Sultan Muhammad."

Later, as Khwarezm's territory grew and its people increased, Muhammad was no longer content to be subordinate to his mother. He began promoting Oghuz, Kipchak, and Karluk peoples to key military and political positions. This caused dissatisfaction among the Kangli nobles and the Queen Mother.

For example, when Muhammad conquered new lands for Khwarezm, he would ask the local leaders to offer hostages as a token of their loyalty. However, when these hostages arrived in Samarkand, they would be thrown into the river by the Kangli nobles in the name of the queen mother's will.

Their goal was to convince Muhammad that the Kangli people were the true masters of Khwarezm and that he should not trust foreigners. However, in reality, their plan to strengthen Muhammad's control over various regions completely failed. Muhammad's son, Jalaluddin, was deeply dissatisfied with this and led the new Khwarezmian nobles to retaliate fiercely.

Finally, two years ago, the conflict between the two sides erupted completely. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Muhammad led a large army to tour Persia to intimidate the Caliph of Baghdad, the Queen Mother Turhan Hatun directly established a new court in Yulong Chijie City.

Therefore, in Khwarezm, the Sultan is in Samarkand and the Queen Mother is in Yulongchijie. Not only is the government divided, but the army is also divided into two parts, and it is already in a de facto state of division.

Temujin was a man of great talent and strategy, and he did not take Khwarezm lightly just because he had heard that it had split. He pondered, "Then, outside the city of Husihan'er, was the Haier Khan defeated by Asho and Jochi one of Muhammad's men, or the Queen Mother's?"

Zhao Shuo continued, "According to the intelligence we have, Haier Khan is the Queen Mother's nephew and is naturally her man. However, the general in this army, Haracha, is Muhammad's man."

Temujin said, "That is to say, although the Sultan and Queen Mother of Khwarezm have many conflicts, they are not yet at the point of breaking up. If necessary, they can cooperate."

"Yes." Zhao Shuo said, "Khwarezm is our Mongolian enemy, and it may be that they do not intend to use us Mongolia to resolve their internal conflicts."

Jochi sneered, "It's a pity that we Mongols are too good at fighting. Not only did Khwarezm not gain any advantage, but we also broke a lot of teeth. I bet that after this defeat at Husihan Erduocheng, they will definitely blame us, and their internal conflicts will become even greater."

Temujin said, "Whether their internal conflicts have intensified or not, let's add fuel to the fire. Hu Nan!"

"exist!"

"Find a few captives who can speak Persian and have them write a letter to the Queen Mother of Khwarezm, saying that my expedition to Khwarezm was only to avenge her son's killing of our Mongol caravan, and that it had nothing to do with her."

"Yes."

As for whether the Queen Mother of Khwarezm believed it or not?

Who cares if she believes it or not?

Moreover, this old lady is so greedy for power at such an old age, and she always hinders her own son. It is obvious that she is not a smart person, so the possibility of her success is still not small.

Of course, we also have to guard against the possibility that the old lady will not be fooled.

Temujin asked, "Xinru, do you know about the deployment of Khwarezmian troops?"

"I know," Xin said. "Khwarazm's military deployments at the two gates couldn't be kept secret. From what I understand, after the Khwarazmian attack on the Grand Prince's army failed, they were already fully prepared for war. Muhammad led the main Khwarazmian force of 110,000 men to garrison the capital, Samarkand.

Samarkand was the strongest and most prosperous city in Khwarezm.

The remaining troops were stationed in other cities.

Once we have secured our position at the gates of a fortified city, Khwarezm will then concentrate all its forces for a counterattack."

Temujin's eyes flashed with contempt as he said, "So, when we attack Khwarezm's stronghold, they'll basically not send any reinforcements. Indeed, Khwarezm's two-pronged approach makes coordination difficult. Muhammad's strategy is the most suitable for Khwarezm's national conditions."

"Genghis Khan is wise."

"That'll be easy."

Temujin ordered his men to hang up the map presented by Xinru, and pointed at it and said, "Zhebie, Subutai!" "Here!"

"You two will lead an army of 10,000 men, make a detour, and capture the cities of Phaenaket and Khuzin on the upper Syr Darya River, preventing the Queen Mother of Khwarezm from sending out troops and aid Muhammad."

"Yes!"

Temujin then ordered, "There are three fortified cities on the border between Western Liao and Khwarezm: Otrala, Zhende, and Yangjigan. Jochi, you lead 17,000 troops to besiege Otrala. Chagatai and Ogedei, you lead 20,000 troops to besiege Zhende. I will lead the main force of the central army to besiege Yangjigan."

"Yes!"

"Ashuo, you have the heaviest burden," Temujin said. "The most prosperous city in Transoxiana is Samarkand. The second most prosperous city is Bukhara, right?
You don't have to worry about the border war, let alone Samarkand. Lead your army directly to bypass Samarkand and attack Bukhara. After taking Bukhara, we will surround it from all sides and capture Samarkand in one fell swoop!

"Yes!"

Temujin said, "Then let's prepare now! Tomorrow morning, we will set out. Divide our forces into five groups and attack Khwarezm!"

"According to the order!"

Actually, when it comes to preparation, there is really nothing to prepare.

Zhao Shuo had been pacifying Khwarezm for a month, gathering strength and preparing his army for a march. But today, Temujin finally arrived and began dividing up the spoils of war. Armor, money, food, women, and other spoils could finally be distributed, serving as a morale boost before the expedition.

That night, Zhao Shuo came to his central army and enjoyed his spoils.

squeak~~
The door opened.

"See the Prince Consort!"

A woman wearing a tight crimson dress, a thin gold chain, and green gemstones on her wrists and neck, with a broad chest, a thin waist, and wide hips, who has the temperament of both a young girl and a young woman, was in front, and four maids were behind, paying homage to Zhao Shuo.

The beauty with amazing body proportions and gorgeous clothes is naturally Gulando.

Gulando is her name.

Her actual surname is Xiao, the surname of the Khitan descendants.

Xiao Gulandu, a very beautiful woman.

Her eyes were clear and deep, her face without any powdered makeup had a rosy glow, and the red mole between her eyebrows made her look even more holy.

The porcelain-white skin unique to Khitan noblewomen exposed at the neck can make any man's breathing quicken.

"You all go down."

"Yes."

As Zhao Shuo waved his hand, the four maids retreated, leaving only Zhao Shuo and Gulando in the room.

"Prince Consort, you...what exactly do you want to do with me? May the Buddha have mercy on you. If you let me go, the Buddha will surely bless you, Prince Consort."

Of course Gulando knew what Zhao Shuo wanted to do.

In fact, she had been ordered to bathe and change clothes this afternoon, waiting for the arrival of her husband. Whether she wanted to or not, she was forced to wash and dress in her most beautiful clothes by two maids and four servants.

However, when the time came, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Oh, what for?" Zhao Shuo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked forward and gently lifted the chin of the beautiful young woman, and said: "Of course, I want you to serve me well. I heard that in order to force the people of the true God to convert, Qu Chulu not only nailed the leader of the people of the true God to the door frame alive, but also killed more than 3,000 stubborn elements at a time.

He ordered that all the people of Western Liao must either convert to Buddhism or wear Khitan clothing, one of the two options.

This is all due to your influence, right?"

Gulandu lowered her eyes slightly and said, "That's all because of the boundless Buddha Dharma, which has influenced Qu Chulu."

"Stop talking about Buddhism and non-Buddhism. I won't be as useless as Qu Chuli. I will just give an order to demolish all the Buddhist temples in Western Liao! Chop off the heads of all the monks and nuns! Let your so-called boundless Buddhism be completely wiped out in the Western Regions!"

Zhao Shuo stared into Gulandu's eyes and said, "You don't want everything I just said to become a reality, do you?"

"This...!" Gulandu's face paled instantly, her long eyelashes trembling, her lips heaving. She had consulted the servants about the tall, ruthless Mongolian prince consort before her, and she knew Zhao Shuo wasn't lying. If she truly angered him, he could truly massacre all Buddhists. For her devout Buddhist faith, this was unacceptable.

"Then...if I serve my husband well, will you forgive all Buddhists?" Gulando asked with a sigh in her heart, slightly opening her lips.

"Then it all depends on your performance tonight." Zhao Shuo stared at Xiao Gulando in front of him and smiled faintly. He somewhat understood why Genghis Khan liked attribute bonuses.

"Yes, I will definitely satisfy the Prince Consort."

Gulando's face was filled with sadness. She nodded slightly and slowly unbuttoned her clothes.

She didn't know that, had history unfolded normally, the story of the Khitan woman who used Buddhist scriptures to influence the tyrant (Kuchilü) would have been sung for millennia. She was even considered the "incarnation of White Tara," using her body as a gift to spread Buddhism.

No matter what, now she must do her best to please Zhao Shuo for the sake of her beliefs.

That night, Xiao Gulanduo struggled and tried her best to meet Zhao Shuo. The red mole between her eyebrows, illuminated by the candlelight, looked particularly pure. Combined with her expression, perfect figure, and smooth complexion, she was truly unique.

Throughout the whole process, Xiao Gulando didn't dare to look directly into Zhao Shuo's eyes, which made Zhao Shuo look at Xiao Gulando's body and subtle expressions unscrupulously with a faint smile.

It has to be said that this kind of flattery between the master and the servant, which is obviously unwilling but has to be accepted, even with humiliation, can indeed satisfy another strong sense of conquest in people's hearts.

Zhao Shuo was very satisfied with the performance of this "incarnation of White Tara".

"Later, by conquering Central Asia, Persia, the Russian states, and even Egypt, Eastern Europe, and Western Europe, we can definitely obtain more queens and princesses..."

When Xiao Gulando fell into a deep sleep, Zhao Shuo stroked her soft and delicate skin and thought with interest.

(End of this chapter)