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

Chapter 163 Beheading the Emperor of Western Xia! Throughout history, no one has killed more kings than the emperor's son-in-law!

"What? The south gate has been breached?"

"How could it be so fast?"

"Soldiers, put on your armor! Put on your armor now!"

……

Asagan had already led three thousand Iron Falcons to garrison outside the palace, preparing for the final battle for Western Xia.

Upon hearing the news of the breach of the South Gate, he immediately ordered his three thousand Iron Falcons to don their armor and move towards the Imperial Street south of the palace. This Imperial Street, ten zhang wide, ran directly from the South Gate of the city to the South Gate of the palace, making it both the most suitable road for cavalry and the fastest route to the palace.

If the Mongol cavalry wanted to attack the palace from the south, this was the only place they could pass through.

Now that things have come to this, Asa must have regretted it long ago.

What boastful words did they make to the Mongol envoys back then?
"(Temujin) is so weak, how can he be called Khan?"

"If you, the Mongol army, return and wish to fight, I have the camp at Arashai, the tents of the barracks, and the camels to carry you. You may march to Arashai Mountain and fight me there. If you need gold, silver, silk, or other valuables, you may come to Erlihaya!"

Asaganbu was so arrogant because he was a fierce general who rose to prominence in the war between Western Xia and Jin, and he regarded the Mongol army as a slightly stronger opponent than the Jin army.

When the Mongol army launched its war of annihilation against the Jin Dynasty, Asagan realized how terribly wrong he had been.

The strength displayed by the Mongol army in this attack on Western Xia, both in terms of military power and equipment, far surpassed that of the Jin army.

The Western Xia dynasty mobilized its entire population for war and adopted a scorched-earth policy, unleashing its full potential, yet still failed to cause much trouble for the Mongol army.

In just three months, the Western Xia was reduced to only the isolated city of Zhongxingfu, and it was practically doomed!
If Asha dares not, he is one of the greatest culprits in the fall of the Western Xia Dynasty!

Of course, by now, it's too late for Asa to stop regretting it.

What he needs to do now is to splatter the enemy's blood even if he has to die! Even if Western Xia is destined to perish, he wants to take as many Mongol troops as possible down with him!

"Zhao Shuo! Thank God, Zhao Shuo is personally leading the charge!"

Asagan had just led his three thousand Iron Falcons into battle formation when a dark mass of heavy cavalry charged in from afar. The leader was clad in black and gold cold-forged armor—the insignia of the imperial son-in-law, Zhao Shuo.

"My warriors of Xia Kingdom!"

Asha, his face contorted with rage, pointed his spear forward and shouted, "Do you see him? That man in golden armor is Zhao Shuo, the Mongol prince consort. He is the greatest culprit in the downfall of our Great Xia! Follow me and kill Zhao Shuo, let him be buried with Great Xia!"

"Kill Zhao Shuo, and make the Xia Kingdom pay with its life!"

Three thousand Iron Falcons roared in unison, and led by Asaganbu, they charged towards Zhao Shuo.

These three thousand Iron Falcons were composed entirely of the most valiant warriors of the Tangut people. They were the last elite of the Western Xia and were extremely loyal to the Western Xia.

They all knew that the Xia Kingdom was doomed, but before the Xia Kingdom fell, they wanted to make the enemy pay the highest price.

Heaven have mercy! Right now, Genghis Khan's right-hand man, Zhao Shuo, the son-in-law who has repeatedly defeated the Xia army, is right before our eyes!
"kill!"

Zhao Shuo naturally saw the three thousand iron hawks in front of him.

Eighteen years ago, when Zhao Shuo faced the Iron Falcons, he still had to use the Flying Eagle Army to win by employing the "Mangudai" tactic in a clever way.

But now Zhao Shuo has a full four thousand Black Cavalry soldiers behind him, so there's no need for that.

Just crush it!

Whoosh!
When the two sides were only a hundred paces apart, Zhao Shuo drew his Wuteng bow and shot an iron-spined arrow.

The Uteng Bow, a divine bow passed down through generations of the Tumat people, when paired with special iron-spined arrows, is powerful enough to pierce heavy armor within a hundred paces!
"what!"

A warrior clad in Western Xia wart armor was struck in the abdomen by an arrow and let out a piercing scream. Although he did not fall from his horse because his armor and horse armor were connected by iron chains, his hands had involuntarily loosened their grip on the reins, and his body slumped onto the horse's back; he was likely already dead.

"How...how is it possible?"

Asa didn't know Zhao Shuo was powerful, but he never expected Zhao Shuo to be this powerful.

At a distance of 100 paces, the bow alone could pierce through the wart armor that the Western Xia were so proud of!

At this moment, Asa felt like a frog in a well!
Of course, it doesn't matter what Asa thinks now.

The two warhorses galloped away, and the sixty paces were covered in the blink of an eye; the two sides were now only forty paces apart!
Whoosh whoosh!
The sharpshooters on both sides seized the opportunity to fire a volley of heavy arrows, and then charged fiercely toward the other side.

"Zhao Shuo, die!"

Asha dared not face Zhao Shuo!

The power of Zhao Shuo's arrow just now was truly astonishing to Asha. He didn't think he had a chance to kill Zhao Shuo with his own martial arts skills.

Then let's all perish together!
Asa dared to push his warhorse to its limit, spear in hand, and charge at Zhao Shuo with his horse!

"kill!"

Zhao Shuo showed no weakness, urging his golden sword to charge straight towards Asagan!

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Shuo had already dodged the spear tip. The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade pierced the wart on Asha Ganbu's neck, tearing through his flesh and severing his cervical vertebrae and trachea. A fine head flew into the air!

boom!
At the same time, Zhao Shuo's golden horse collided fiercely with Asha's warhorse!
Pfft!
Although Asaganbu's warhorse was quite strong, it was no match for Jin Shanshan. Jin Shanshan was about a head taller than an ordinary warhorse, and it surpassed Asaganbu's warhorse in both speed and quality.

In such a brutal collision, speed and quality are life!
Asa's BMW let out a mournful cry and crashed to the ground!
Thus, Asaganbu, the most formidable general to rise to prominence in the late Western Xia period, was killed by Zhao Shuo, the greatest warrior of the Mongols, in their very first encounter. His death was almost silent, leaving him no time to utter any heroic words. So much so that Zhao Shuo was unaware that he had already executed Asaganbu, whom Muqali so vehemently hated for humiliating the Mongol envoy.

The fate of Asaganbu seems to foreshadow the fate of these three thousand Iron Falcons.

The fighting strength of these three thousand Iron Falcons was roughly the same as that of the Iron Falcons used by the Mongols during their first attack on the Jin Dynasty.

However, the Black Riders under Zhao Shuo's command are no longer comparable to the original Black Riders.

They rode tall and magnificent Arabian warhorses; how could the warhorses of the Western Xia compare?

They were composed of the bravest warriors under Zhao Shuo's command. Zhao Shuo's army had conquered Henan and Hebei of the Jin Kingdom, fought its way through Khwarazm, and destroyed the combined forces of the Kipchak, Rus', and Asud tribes. Could the three thousand Iron Falcons of Western Xia really be outmatched by such a powerful army?
The Western Xia army and the Jin army were like chickens fighting each other for a long time, and the Western Xia army couldn't even win the fight!

"Kill! Kill all the people of Xia!"

"The destruction of Western Xia will take place today!"

"For the Xia Kingdom, for the glory of the Tangut people!"

"Killing one is enough to make a profit, killing two is a bonus!"

……

The shouts of the soldiers from both sides were completely intertwined.

The strongest warriors of Mongolia and the strongest warriors of Western Xia were locked in a fierce battle!
The Western Xia army had no way to retreat; behind them lay the imperial palace and their emperor!

The Black Riders advanced relentlessly, for their master, the Imperial Son-in-Law Zhao Shuo, was at the forefront of the charge!
The war quickly escalated to a fever pitch, and life became the cheapest thing. Blood splattered across the long street in front of the Western Xia palace.

This kind of head-on battle is extremely physically demanding, but it's also the easiest way to determine a winner.

In less than half an hour, the Black Knights had suffered more than 800 casualties!
The Western Xia Iron Falcons have suffered more than 1,500 casualties, but they still fight to the death and refuse to retreat!

But the outcome is already clear.

Because the Black Riders had a total strength of 3,200, while the Western Xia Iron Falcons had 1,500, the ratio between the two sides changed dramatically, reaching two to one!

Another quarter of an hour passed, and as the last Iron Falcon fell, only Mongol soldiers remained standing on horseback along the entire long street.

The Western Xia imperial palace lay before them. "Order the Balu Battalion to immediately launch a full-scale assault on the Western Xia palace!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Shuo led the Black Riders in a fierce battle against the Western Xia Iron Falcons on the Imperial Street, while the majority of the other troops charged into the various roads and fortified courtyards within the Western Xia city, engaging in brutal street fighting with the Western Xia army.

Mochibieduwen has already led 20,000 Balu soldiers into the city.

With Zhao Shuo's order, 20,000 soldiers of the Balu Battalion carried ladders and launched a fierce attack on the Western Xia Imperial Palace from all directions.

Once the palace is breached, the Xia Kingdom will be completely destroyed!
Meanwhile, inside the Western Xia imperial palace.

"It's over! The Mongols have begun their attack on the palace!"

"The Xia Kingdom is finished!"

"What should we do? What should we do? Who knows if the Mongols will kill the eunuchs or not!"

……

On the palace walls, the last warriors of the Western Xia were still fighting, while inside the palace, the women and eunuchs were in chaos, shouting and arguing. Some were stealing things in the confusion, some were crying loudly, and some, feeling hopeless about the future, were committing suicide.

Many others were just shouting incoherently, running around like headless flies.

In fact, they didn't know what they were supposed to do.

Both Zhongxingfu and the Imperial Palace were surrounded by the Mongols; escape was impossible. Suicide seemed impossible, yet death was undesirable, and there appeared to be no other option. However, faced with such a dire situation, and in a state of extreme panic, surely something had to be done?

Inside the palace hall, a father and son were having a heated argument.

These two people were Li Zunxu, the retired emperor of Western Xia, and Emperor Li Deren.

When the Mongols returned to China, the emperor of Western Xia was still Li Zunxu.

However, three years later, just as the Mongol army began its attack on Western Xia, Li Zunxu, seeing the situation was not good, followed the example of Emperor Huizong of Song and passed the throne to his son, Crown Prince Li Deren.

Given the current situation, Li Deren has completely lost respect for Li Zunxu.
Li Deren accused, "It's all your fault, Father! If it weren't for you, following Temujin's orders, leading the army to attack the Jin Dynasty multiple times and depleting so much of our Xia Kingdom's strength, how could our Xia Kingdom be so powerless against the Mongols?"

"What? My fault?"

Li Zunxu was almost furious. He said, "If it weren't for your terrible idea back then, which prevented my Xia Kingdom from sending 50,000 troops to help Genghis Khan destroy Khwarezm, would my Xia Kingdom be in this situation today?"

"According to Temujin's decree, the strength of our Western Xia is constantly being depleted, and we can only die slowly!"

"That's still much better than the country perishing now!"

"If we hadn't attacked the Jin Dynasty, we might not be so badly defeated by the Mongol army now!"

"Nonsense! If Genghis Khan hadn't attacked the Jin Dynasty, he would have destroyed the Xia Dynasty long before attacking Khwarazm!"

"Li Zunxu, you are despicable and shameless! You didn't want to be the ruler of a fallen kingdom, so you passed this unfortunate throne to me!"

"You unfilial son, how dare you call me by my name! I put you on the throne of the Xia Kingdom, and you've passed it on to a heartless wretch!"

……

The father and son argued and bickered, each blaming the other for the fall of their country.

It was at this time——

Thump thump thump~~·
With a series of heavy footsteps, a large number of armored soldiers covered in blood rushed into the main hall.

The esteemed Emperor of Western Xia and the Retired Emperor were indistinguishable to these armored soldiers, both of them bound tightly.

Immediately following, a tall, middle-aged man wearing black gold cold-forged armor strode into the main hall.

"I am Zhao Shuo."

Zhao Shuo looked at the two prisoners in the hall and said, "You two, the younger one is Emperor Li Deren of Western Xia? And the one with gray hair is the retired Emperor Li Zunxu?"

"It was me! Your Excellency is wise; it was I who was wrong!"

Pfft!
Li Zunxu knelt before Zhao Shuo without hesitation, saying, "I am Li Zunxu, and he is the rebellious son Li Deren. It was that rebellious son who suggested I refuse Genghis Khan's decree! I was out of my mind to believe him. I know I was wrong, I knew I was wrong long ago. Please, Your Highness, have mercy and spare my life!"

"Hmph, Li Zunxu, can you please stop being so shameless? You've completely disgraced the ancestors of my Xia Kingdom!" Li Deren stood up without kneeling, and coldly snorted, "Zhao Shuo, now that I'm in your hands, do with me as you please! Expecting me to beg for mercy is absolutely impossible!"

"Very well, you have guts! I'll send you on your way right now!"

Zhao Shuo drew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade and strode towards Li Deren.

"No...no, you're going to kill me now?"

"To kill the ruler of a country, wouldn't it require Genghis Khan's personal decree?"

"I am the Emperor of Western Xia! I am, after all, the Emperor of Western Xia!"

……

Although Li Deren was not afraid of death, he never expected to die this way. In his mind, Zhao Shuo was merely a subject; how could he not request permission to kill a captured enemy king? Wasn't he afraid of Temujin's suspicion? Even if he were to be killed, it should have been Genghis Khan's personal decree!
If he acts tough in front of Zhao Shuo, it will be good for him to leave a good name of generosity and unyieldingness in the history books. Even if he is still executed by Temujin in the future, he will die as an emperor, or at least a king, with dignity.

At the very least, it shouldn't be a simple beheading, right?
You must know that Li Deren was the emperor of Western Xia, the ruler of a country, and one of the most powerful people in the world!

However, little did he know that the Mongols' ideas were different from those of the people of the Central Plains.

Why would Temujin suspect this?

Before attacking Zhongxingfu, Temujin issued an order that whoever killed the Western Xia emperor first would receive an extra 10% of the spoils.

Moreover, Zhao Shuo had killed far too many rulers. Wasn't the Sultan of Khwarazm more powerful than the Emperor of Western Xia? Wasn't he still beheaded?
Why not kill Li Deren now, or keep him alive for the New Year?

Swish!
With a flash of cold light, Zhao Shuo's long sword sliced ​​through the air, carrying a chilling killing intent, and slashed straight at Li Deren's neck.

Boom!
Li Deren's head fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes still open, a trace of lingering shock and resentment remaining.

Pfft!
The headless corpse crashed to the ground, blood gushing from its severed neck like a spring, staining a large area of ​​the bluestone ground crimson.

"Well done, Prince Consort! Well done!" Li Zunxu trembled with fear, but still tried his best to shout his approval, saying, "This rebellious son offended the might of the Great Mongol Empire and deserved to die long ago! It is truly gratifying that the Prince Consort killed him!"

"Don't waste your efforts."

Zhao Shuo looked coldly at Li Zunxu and said, "Now that things have come to this, do you still want to live?"

Then, he grabbed Li Zunxu by the hair with one hand and chopped off Li Zunxu's head with the other.

Nonsense, it was Li Zunxu who refused Genghis Khan's order to send troops back then, how could he possibly be alive now?
Finally, Zhao Shuo held up Li Zunxu's head in his left hand and Li Deren's head in his right hand, and loudly proclaimed: "The heads of Emperor Li Deren and Emperor Emeritus Li Zunxu of the Xia Kingdom are here! I declare that from this day forward, there is no more Xia Kingdom!"

“Oooooohh ...

"The prince consort is mighty!"

A thunderous cheer erupted inside the hall, shaking the rooftops!

Seeing the Western Xia Emperor Li Deren and the retired Emperor Li Deren die right before their eyes, the soldiers felt their blood boil!

Leaving aside Zhao Shuo's great achievements in expanding territory, he has killed countless Khans, rulers, and Sultans. Now he has directly killed an emperor and a retired emperor!

If you think about it carefully, who throughout history has been able to kill so many monarchs?
The soldiers were thrilled and cheered in unison, feeling honored!
(End of this chapter)