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

Chapter 232 India Shakes Up, Jochi Dies!
Meanwhile, in India, in the kingdom of Malwa, in the city of Dal.

Marwa was a small kingdom in central India.

For a small country, the most important way to survive is to navigate between large countries.

However, with the rise of the Delhi Sultanate, even the Malwa Kingdom's skill in playing both sides could no longer be effective.

Today, the capital city of the Malva Kingdom, Dar, is experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe.

"Charge! Kill! Slaughter all these heretics!"

"The true God is supreme!"

"Victory belongs to the great Sultan, and to the true God!"

"Break through Dar City, loot for three days, and take as much treasure and beauty as you like!"

……

With shouts and cries, the 50,000-strong army of the Delhi Sultanate launched a fierce attack on the city.

The brave soldiers of the Delhi Sultanate have already scaled the city walls, and the city's fall is imminent.

After the city falls, the wealth accumulated by the soldiers and civilians of Dal will feed the besieging army of the Delhi Sultanate. The women within the city will be forced to soothe the bodies and minds of the besieging army, motivating them to fight even harder for the great Sultan.

Sultan Itmish of the Delhi Sultanate stood on a high platform, watching the performance of his army with a smile on his face.

It's not easy!

It's truly remarkable that Ittmish has come this far.

It is no easy feat to enable the Delhi Sultanate to achieve a revival.

Itmish was a Turk, born into a Turkic noble family that believed in a true god.

Unfortunately, Itmesh lost both his parents when he was ten years old. Because Itmesh was handsome and intelligent from a young age, he was doted on by his parents. His brothers were jealous of him and sold him into slavery.

After changing hands several times and having multiple owners, Itmesh was sold to a man named Aiybek.

Perhaps it was Itmish who brought good fortune to Aybak, who from then on rose to prominence and became the governor of Badawon in the Sultanate of Rum.

Ittmish's status also rose accordingly; he not only married Aybak's daughter but also inherited the position of governor of Badawon after Aybak's death.

Unfortunately, the Sultan of Rum, Aybak, died in a fall from his horse. The lineage of his successor, Alamshah, was highly questionable, as his son was indeed doubtful. Furthermore, Alamshah was weak and incompetent, unable to command respect, so the people simply propelled Itmish to the throne of Delhi.

However, although the Delhi Sultanate was nominally unified at this time, it could only control the area around Delhi.

For more than two decades, Itmish has waged wars in the east and west, not only eradicating all independent forces within the former Delhi Sultanate, but also destroying the Malwa Kingdom, which had once been a vassal state of the Delhi Sultanate but later became independent.

Today, the Delhi Sultanate controls vast plains along the Ganges and Indus Rivers, as well as Punjab, Delhi, and Bengal, reaching the pinnacle of its power.

Although the Hosala, Kakatiya, Pandiya, and Chola dynasties still exist in southern India, and the Yadawa and Chalukya dynasties also exist in the Deccan Plateau and the west, Itmish has no intention of continuing his southward advance.

The Ganges Plain, the most fertile region of India, was completely under his control. The south, with its complex terrain, was not wealthy enough. Therefore, the best course of action for the Delhi Sultanate was to expand northward.

Itmish knew, of course, that to the north lay the powerful Mongol Empire. The vast territories north of India were the domain of Zhao Shuo Khan, the most formidable Mongol general.

That's why, when Jalal ad-Din fled to India more than ten years ago, he didn't take him in, but gave him some money, food, soldiers, and ships and sent him away.

But now, he has integrated the Delhi Sultanate into a single entity.

Meanwhile, the eldest son of the Mongol Empire was engaged in a fierce battle with the allied forces of the True God Cult on his westward expedition. Hearing that Zhao Shuo was also planning a major military campaign against the Southern Song Dynasty, wasn't this Yitmish's opportunity presented itself?

Zhao Shuo only had two Semu commanders stationed in the North India region, and some of them had been transferred out. How could they possibly be a match for the 200,000-strong army of the Delhi Sultanate?

Then, Itmish could lead his army straight into Gur and Khoja, and even into Khorasan.

"Fight! Fight! Since the Mongol conquest of the west, all the countries in the world have been drawn into this greatest upheaval in history. No one can remain unaffected, and my Delhi Sultanate is no exception."

"I didn't participate in the war initially because my internal organization wasn't in place, and the Mongol army was too powerful. Now that the Mongol army is fighting on two fronts, and my internal organization has been unified, this is the best opportunity for me to join the war!"

"God bless me, and I will surely spread your glory throughout the world!"

Itmesh thought to himself.

He rose from slavery to become the king of a nation, experiencing countless hardships and great fortunes, and his faith in the true God was extremely devout.

He believed that he was a person favored by the true God and that he carried a mission given to him by the true God.

Perhaps, his mission was to end the barbaric expansion of the Mongols and spread the glory of the true God throughout the world!
However, at this moment—

Rumble!
With a rapid thud of hooves, a troop of knights galloped from afar, holding aloft a scroll of parchment and shouting, "Urgent! Urgent! Urgent report from an envoy of the Ayyubid dynasty!"

"The Ayyubid Dynasty? What urgent report? It can't be that the True God Alliance has defeated the 150,000-strong Mongol western expeditionary force so quickly, can it? This is troublesome."

Itmesh frowned slightly.

If the Mongol western expeditionary force suffers a defeat, the True God Alliance will seize the opportunity to advance eastward, and the Delhi Sultanate will have far less meat to eat.

What? The Mongol army was incredibly powerful? They couldn't have been defeated so quickly?
Forget it, the leaders are all the eldest sons of the Khans, what future can they have?
Itmesh is fifty-six years old this year, and he has long been racking his brains over the issue of choosing a successor.

His eldest son, Nasir al-Din, was not bad, but he was far inferior to him and could only be considered a barely qualified heir. Even so, he died of illness three years ago.

The remaining sons were greedy, lazy, and irresponsible; none of them amounted to anything.

He had only one daughter, named Rajia, who was intelligent, brave, and capable, and the most capable of inheriting the Delhi Sultanate.

But in the kingdom of the true God, it is too difficult for the people to accept that a woman is Sultan.

Even if Itmish, relying on his authority, forcibly installs Raja as his successor, will Raja be able to secure the Sultanate's throne after his death?

It's so difficult for Itmish to choose an heir.

What great future could the eldest son of the Five Khans of Mongolia possibly have?

Therefore, Itmish was never optimistic about the Mongols' first son's westward expedition and did not believe that the Mongols could destroy the True God religion's countries.

He only wanted to take advantage of the fact that the True God nations and the Mongols were exhausted from their battle and reap the benefits.

However, he was completely dumbfounded after reading the urgent report sent by the Ayyubid dynasty.

This urgent report was sent by sea by the newly appointed Sultan of the Ayyubid dynasty, Adil II, the eldest son of Kamil.

When the messenger arrived in Delhi, he discovered that Itmish had gone on a campaign against the Kingdom of Malwa.

In this urgent report, Adil II detailed the course of the Battle of Baghdad and the Mongol army's treatment of the rulers of the True God kingdoms.

He demanded that Itmish quickly send troops to North India to force the Mongol army to withdraw, giving the countries of the True God religion a chance to regroup.

What kind of troops are they sending? Yes, if Itmish sends troops, the 150,000 Mongol troops will likely turn back. But even the True God Alliance couldn't stop the Mongol army; how could the Delhi Sultanate possibly do so?
The nations of True God have gained a respite, but the Delhi Sultanate will become a sacrifice in this war.

But what if the Delhi Sultanate doesn't send troops?

The True God countries near the Red Sea would then be destroyed by the Mongol army.

Of all the kingdoms belonging to the true God, only the Delhi Sultanate remains. It's probably only a matter of time before the Delhi Sultanate is destroyed by the Mongols.

How to do?
How to do?
Ittmishvan never expected that the Mongol army was even stronger than he had imagined. The main force of the True God Cult, 300,000 troops, defended Baghdad, but only lasted nine days!
He never expected that the eldest son of the Fifth Khan of the Mongols would not have disgraced his ancestors. Despite the internal discord within the Mongol Empire, they cooperated sincerely and achieved such a great victory.

Of course, there were many other things he hadn't considered, such as the fact that the Mongol army was immune to smallpox, and that the Mongol army would directly skin the rulers of the True God sects alive...

Everything about the Mongol army made Itmesh, who had dominated India for over twenty years, feel like a frog in a well who didn't know the sky was high, a strong monkey who only knew how to dominate among monkeys.

He was completely dumbfounded, and wanted to cry but couldn't!

After a long while, Itmesh calmed himself down, waved his hand, and said, "Let the envoy wait in Delhi. Tell him that the battle at Marwa is in full swing and I have no time to return to the capital."

"So we won't save the kingdoms of other true gods?"

"Save what? The true God is omniscient and omnipotent. If the kingdoms of other true gods have truly been destroyed by the Mongols, that is the will of the true God, how can I disobey?"

After much deliberation, Itmish decided not to send troops.

Perhaps the true God's destiny for him was not to defeat the Mongol army, but to lay the foundation for Lazia?

That must be the case!
The true God will not stand idly by and watch his kingdom perish. After the eldest son of the Fifth Khan's western expedition, he will likely not attack the Delhi Sultanate, but rather the European countries.

By the time the Mongol army attacked the Delhi Sultanate, it would have been their fourth generation. Could a fourth generation still be so powerful?

Perhaps it was Lazia who spread the glory of the true God throughout the world?

Itmesh had made up his mind that once he returned, he would put aside all other matters and focus solely on preparing for Lazia's ascension to the throne. He would cultivate her power, strengthen her authority, and grant her command of a large army.

He wants the world of the true gods to have its first queen!
……

……

In the heart of the Kipchak Steppe, on the banks of the Ob River, lies the Jochi Royal Court.

"Father Khan is awake! Father Khan is awake!"

The voice of Jochi's third son, Berke, echoed throughout the golden tent.

Bekdeer, Shiban, Tangut, Uduer, Tuqa Temur... Jochi's other eleven sons gathered around.

Jochi had been in a coma for over a month. Orda and Batu were away on campaign, and his twelve sons had been guarding the Golden Tent, taking turns to serve him.

The Persian physician Rakhnasher, who was serving nearby, quickly instructed Jochi, "The Great Khan will likely be summoned by the Eternal Heaven soon. If you have anything to say, please tell the princes immediately."

Rakhnasher was the "First Divine Physician of Persia" whom Zhao Shuo obtained from the Mughal people during his western expedition against Khwarezm. Jochi was already quite ill in Zhongdu, but he insisted on returning to the Kipchak steppe. Zhao Shuo had no choice but to let Rakhnasher accompany Jochi back to the Kipchak steppe.

Rakhnasher's medical skills were indeed superb, extending Jochi's life for a period of time. However, even the best doctors have their limits, and Jochi is now on his deathbed.

"understood."

Jochi nodded slightly and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Thirty-eight days."

"So long? Is there any news of Nabatu and Orda's westward expedition to the countries of the True God Sect?"

"Have!"

Berke reported: "Our army of 150,000 besieged Baghdad and defeated the Allied forces of the True God in nine days. Now we have taken all of Syria, and the eldest sons of the Khans have divided their forces into three routes to advance into the True God countries. I'm afraid that in a few years, the True God countries will fall into the hands of us Mongols."

Jochi said, "Batu has done a really good job as the commander-in-chief of this western expedition! As we agreed long ago, after I am summoned by the Eternal Heaven, Batu will become your Great Khan. What do you think?"

"Yes."

All eleven sons nodded in agreement.

Batu's abilities were outstanding; even Jochi's eldest son, Orda, willingly relinquished his position, so there was little to say about the others.

Jochi then asked, "By the way, how did Asho's eldest son, Zhao He, perform in this western expedition?"

“Very good. In the battle to capture Baghdad, Brother Zhao He made the greatest contribution. He not only broke through the palace first, but also captured the kings of many True God Cult countries who were trying to break through with an ambush.”

"Good, good! Ashu has also given birth to a fine son!"

A slight smile appeared on Jochi's lips.

His severe illness had rendered him unable to perform any further actions.

After catching his breath, he continued, "After I am summoned by the Eternal Heaven, when you report my death to Ashu, tell him what I am about to say."

"What?"

"From now on, I entrust my children to his care. May our children and grandchildren be friends for generations to come! May our successors be sworn brothers for generations to come!"

"Yes."

"very good!
Jochi reached out and touched each of his sons' faces, saying, "In my life, I have had a hero like Father Khan, the greatest hero in the world; a good dakini like Asho; countless women; the conquest of vast lands; and you, my good sons. I am truly content! The Eternal Heaven has truly... truly treated me well!"

Jochi's voice grew softer and softer.

In the original history, Jochi never met Genghis Khan again after his western expedition.

From childhood to adulthood, he was troubled by whether he was Genghis Khan's son, and eventually died in depression.

Zhao Shuo changed history, easing tensions between Jochi and Genghis Khan, and Jochi personally attended to Genghis Khan's funeral.

Not only that, Jochi lived a little longer and now knows that his second son, Batu, was the commander-in-chief who led the eldest sons of the various khans on a western expedition, conquering more territory for the Mongols.

Mongolia today is more powerful than it was before Genghis Khan died.

At this point, Jochi not only had no regrets in his life, but also had enough honor to meet Genghis Khan.

"Father Khan, I...I've come!"

Jochi uttered the last few words softly, so that only Berke could hear them if he put his ear close to Jochi's mouth.

Then, she slowly closed her eyes.

Before long, the sound of weeping filled the large tent.

Temujin's eldest son, Jochi, Zhao Shuo's good dadam, passed away suddenly!
(End of this chapter)