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

Chapter 225 The True God Cult Slides to the Knees, Asking the Mongols to Be the Sword of the True God!
At this time, more than half of the cities in Iraq were occupied by the Allied Forces of the True God. In particular, the northeastern part of Iraq, near the Persian region, was almost entirely occupied by the Allied Forces of the True God.

Of course, these cities had no city walls, and with the arrival of the Mongol army, the garrison had no natural defenses and fled in droves.

How can we just let them get away like that?

The vanguard of the Mongol army made a great flanking maneuver, encircled and pursued the enemy, and in less than ten days, they annihilated more than 12,000 members of the True God Alliance!
Of course, at the same time, the allied forces besieging Baghdad also received news of the approaching Mongol army of 150,000.

In that case, there is no need to keep the three Mongol commanders in Baghdad.

The coalition of 50,000 troops launched a fierce attack on Baghdad.

Baghdad is a large city that can accommodate a million people and has a circumference of over forty miles.

With only 3,000 Mongol soldiers and more than 6,000 vassal troops, it was impossible to defend every aspect.

Therefore, they abandoned the vast western district and retreated their entire army to the smaller eastern district for defense.

The vast Tigris River between the east and west city areas served as a natural barrier for the Mongol garrison.

However, the eastern district is not so easy to defend. When Guyuk attacked Baghdad last time, the city walls were already in a state of disrepair.

Two days later, seeing that the city was difficult to defend, the Mongol Darughachi Bolukhan stationed in Baghdad ordered his entire army to break out at dawn that day.

The battle raged until dawn, with only a little over a hundred Mongol soldiers managing to break through the encirclement. Even Boruhuan was captured and taken into the central command tent of the allied forces.

"Boruhan, surrender now! You once ruled all of Iraq with great power and prestige, but now you have fallen into our hands!"

"Yes! Surrender! Surrender now! Kneel down before us and beg for our forgiveness!"

"Since the beginning of their military campaigns, the Mongols have never suffered such a crushing defeat. Boruhuan, do you really think that returning to Mongolia alive will bring you any good fortune? Surrender is your only way out!"

"Convert to the true God! You have no other choice!"

Inside the central command tent, Kamil, Kekubad I, and other dignitaries of the True God cult gathered together, smugly urging Boruhan to surrender. Naturally, someone translated their words for Boruhan.

Firstly, Boluhuan was simply too fierce.

During this breakout battle, despite all his guards being killed, Boruhan continued to fight fiercely, killing and wounding three junior officers and twelve soldiers of the Ayyubid dynasty before being captured after his horse stumbled.

Such a valiant general truly piqued the interest of the nobles of the True God Cult.

Secondly, and most importantly.

Boluhuan was the highest-ranking Mongol nobleman they had captured.

Imagine, with a major battle imminent, the surrender of the governor of a Mongol province would boost the morale of the entire True God Alliance army.
However, Boluhuan's answer greatly disappointed them.

As the voices of the True God Cult nobles gradually subsided, Boluhuan glanced sideways at them, snorted coldly, and said, "Do you know who I am? My father, Shilahule, is not only a hereditary commander of a thousand men in Mongolia, but also one of Genghis Khan's six chieftains. I have been Tolui Khan's attendant since I was twelve years old."

"Now, I am not only a esteemed commander of a thousand Mongol households, but I am also ordered to guard the Iraqi region. The kindness the Mongols have shown me surpasses that of the Khangai Mountains. You expect me to surrender? You are simply delusional!"

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Camille threatened coldly.

"If I die at your hands, I believe it is the will of the Eternal Heaven, not yours. Foolish people, do not be intoxicated by momentary victories. When news of my death reaches the Mongol army, their rage will be like a boiling sea, and the land from Misr (Egypt) to Rum (Turkey) will be trampled flat by Mongol hooves!"

"Be bold!"

"kill him!"

"He has mistaken our mercy for weakness; we must not let him live!"

"Kill him first, then raze the Eastern world to the ground!"

……

Boluhuan's words thoroughly enraged the nobles of the True God Cult.

Camille waved his hand dismissively and said, "Take him out! Cut off his head!"

"slow!"

Kamil's second son, Saleh, quickly intervened, saying, "Boruhuan's status is even more noble than we thought. It would be one thing to kill him on the battlefield. But if we kill him now that he's in our hands, we'll have completely broken ties with the Mongols."

"So what?" Kamil sneered. "Even if we didn't kill Boruhuan, did that mean we didn't break ties with the Mongols?"

Kekubad I also said, "The Mongols have even killed our esteemed Caliph, yet we dare not kill even a single Mongol commander. If this gets out, wouldn't we be laughed at?"

"Yes, the Mongol army has been hit by a festering sore; how much fighting strength do they have left? Why should we be afraid of them?"

"Since evil heretics refuse to convert, then they can only die!"

……

The nobles all echoed his sentiments.

Saleh was merely Kamil's second son, and was hardly an important figure in the True God Cult's central command.

Immediately, Camille gave the order to have Boluhuan taken out and beheaded.

Thus, Boruhuan, the Right Chancellor of the Central Secretariat and one of Möngke Khan's right-hand men in historical records, died in Baghdad.

Of course, the members of the True God Cult could not possibly know that Boruhuan held such an important position in history.

In their view, if Boluhuan were to surrender, it would only be icing on the cake for the True God Cult. Now that he showed such contempt for the nobles of the True God Cult, the members of the True God Cult felt that killing him would not be a big deal.

Didn't a boil disease also break out in the Mongol army?
Even if they have ten percent of their skills, how much of them can they actually utilize?
However, just as the tray containing Boluhuan's head was delivered to the central command tent of the True God Alliance—

"Don't kill Boluhuan!"

"Whatever you do, do not kill the Mongolian nobleman!"

……

With a series of anxious shouts, an Ayyubid nobleman dressed in a light blue sheepskin robe rushed into the central military tent with a look of panic on his face.

"Tayim?"

Camille certainly recognized the man; it was Taim, the head of his secret service, a deep and intelligent man who had never lost his composure like this before.

He frowned slightly and said, "What do you want? Why do you say we can't kill Boluhuan?"

Taim didn't answer directly, but stared intently at Boruhuan's severed head, and said, "So, Boruhuan is dead?"

"So what if they're dead?" "That...that's not good." Taim said bitterly, "There was no outbreak of abscess disease in the Mongol army at all. They deliberately spread rumors to make our army lower its guard, stay in Baghdad, and be annihilated by them in one fell swoop."

Hahaha~~
Camille laughed loudly, "I thought it was something else. These past few days, the Mongol army released some old, weak, sick, and disabled people. They said that the Mongol army showed no restraint towards those suffering from abscesses. The Mongol army even told them that the abscesses were deliberately released by the Mongols to deal with us. They said that they are protected by the Eternal Heaven and would not get abscesses at all. Heh heh, how is that possible? It's utterly ridiculous!"

Kekubad I firmly stated, "In my opinion, the Mongols are afraid of us; they'd rather their own men contract festering sores than demoralize our army."

"Right, that is it!"

"The Eternal Heaven of Mongolia is nothing but a false god; how could it possibly compare to a true god?"

"In my opinion, it's because the Mongolians' outbreak of impetigo was too severe, and they weren't confident of defeating us, which is why they went to such lengths!"

"The fact that the Mongols are so scheming can only mean that victory is in sight for us!"

……

The release of a few elderly, weak, sick, and disabled individuals was certainly not enough to convince the nobles of the True God Cult that they had such strong confidence in their victory until this moment.

However, Taim's next words plunged their spirits into despair.

He said, "It wasn't the old, weak, sick, and disabled who said it, but my secret agents found out. It is said that Zhao Shuo, the Great Khan of Mongolia, was blessed by the Eternal Heaven and invented a method of smallpox inoculation. As long as you make a cut on your left arm and plant the smallpox seed, you will never get abscesses again for the rest of your life. The Mongols no longer hide this matter, so it is very easy to find out."

"Is this...truly true?" Kamil stared intently into Taim's eyes and said, "Do you know that your words concern the fate of my Ayyubid dynasty, and even the fate of my True God Church?"

"Who I, Taim, am, may others not know, but don't you know? You are my only master, and if anything happens to you, I will definitely not survive!"

This is true. Taim has done far too much dirty work for Camille. As soon as Camille dies, his entire family will be wiped out.

Camille asked, unwilling to give up, "Are your spies reliable?"

“Their families are all under my control; they would never dare to betray me. Besides, with over a dozen spies speaking with one voice, I can't possibly have them all betray me, can I?”

"That's it..."

Camille gritted his teeth slightly, and asked with his last glimmer of hope, "Is it possible that all these spies were deceived by the Mongols?"

"If it were to deceive us, the Mongols could have just said whatever their origins were; why would they dare to involve King Zhao Shuo? Once the truth comes out, wouldn't King Zhao Shuo's prestige be greatly affected?"

"That's right!"

Camille responded, feeling a buzzing in his head, and nearly fainted on the spot.

In fact, it wasn't just him; what was originally absolutely impossible had completely become reality. All the noble members of the True God Cult present felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads in the dead of winter, chilling them from head to toe.

What kind of divine protection?

What heretics are destined to become slaves of the true God's people?
Now, the Mongols are completely immune to impetigo, but the true God's people are plagued by it. If a true God exists, whose favor does He have more to offer? Is there even a question?

And more importantly, what should we do now?
Baghdad was first ravaged by Guyuk's army, and then attacked again by them. Now it is practically indefensible and can only fight in open battle.

The True God Cult was already no match for the Mongols in open field battles, let alone when smallpox broke out.
Should we run away now?
The Mongol army was only five days' journey away, and if they pursued them closely, most of their infantry would likely have to remain in Iraq.

Besides, can't we just return it?
With only a few remaining defeated soldiers, how could they possibly defend the nations of the True God Cult?
After killing the Mongol leader Noyan Boluhuan, would the Mongols let it go?
"From Misr (Egypt) to Rom (Türkiye), the land will be trampled flat by the hooves of the Mongols!"

This was no longer just a threat from Boluhuan; it was a curse! A curse that was about to become a reality!

Those nobles who killed Boluhuan probably all met with unfortunate ends!

How to do?
What should we do?

After a long silence, Kekubad I suddenly spoke, saying, "At this point, we are doomed to lose. However, we still have hundreds of thousands of troops, so it's not that we are without resources. My suggestion is to immediately send envoys to negotiate with the Mongol army."

"Peace talks? Talk about what?" Camille asked, frowning.

“Your countries are certainly safe. However, we can try to preserve the True God Religion. We can send envoys to tell the Mongol nobles that if they agree that the future ruler of this land is willing to convert to the True God Religion and establish it as the state religion, and guarantee the safety of our lives and property, we can surrender to them.”

"Makes sense!"

Emir Nofidal of Basra slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "The Mongols worship the Eternal Heaven, which might be the same deity as our true god. Otherwise, there's no reason for the true god to help the Mongols and not us! Surrendering to the Mongols is not shameful!"

Kamil smiled wryly and said, "That's just wishful thinking on our part. Do you think the Mongols would agree to that?"

"They should agree."

Kekubad I knew that the Mongols would divide up the territory after conquering it.

In Kekubad I’s view, demanding that the ruler of the region convert to the religion of True God and establish it as the state religion was not an excessive request.

He said, "After all, we have hundreds of thousands of troops at our disposal. If the Mongols insist on war, who knows how many will die or be wounded? If they agree to our demands, they can gain thousands of miles of land without shedding a drop of blood. Why shouldn't we agree?"

"And most importantly, there are too few pure-blooded Mongols. Even if they gain power temporarily, how can they possibly rule the vast lands and people of the True God Sect in the long term? Are they all going to immigrate to the Han people like Zhao Shuo? Our True God Sect does not have ethnic distinctions, only distinctions between those within and outside the sect. Wouldn't it be a win-win situation if their rulers converted to the True God Sect?"

Camille's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right! The Mongols are short of manpower, and we are short of military strength. We can combine the two and seize European lands!"

"That's true. There's still vast land in the world. Why must the Mongols make things difficult for us?"

"Letting the Mongols forge the sword of the true god and spread the faith of the true god throughout the land is probably a good thing!"

"How can the Mongols remain powerful forever? Once we have used the Mongols' military might to accumulate enough strength, we will take back our country!"

"As long as the True God Cult is preserved, it is acceptable to temporarily kneel before the Mongols."

……

The nobles of the True God Church discussed the matter extensively and agreed with Kekubad I's opinion.

Therefore, he sent the great scholar Muratjok as an envoy, carrying generous gifts, to the direction of the Mongol army, requesting an audience with the Mongol nobles.

Logically speaking, their thinking isn't entirely wrong.

Historical records indicate that after the Mongols conquered vast territories in the west, the local rulers did indeed convert to Christianity in order to consolidate their rule.

However, that was when the four Mongol Khanates split and began to fight each other.

Although there are internal discords in Mongolia, it is currently at its zenith, and the eldest sons of the Khans are all arrogant and proud individuals!

"Oh? So we Mongols are few in number, so we need the support of the True God Cult?"

Batu was so angry at Muradok's words that he almost laughed. He looked at Zhao He, Mu'a Tugan, Guyuk, Möngke, and Han'erda and asked, "What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)