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

Chapter 82 Tarhun's Surrender
Selecting the 500 most suitable Tumati people to join the special forces is not as simple as Huoerchi selecting 30 beauties based on their looks. It requires careful consideration.

Later, as the landlord, Huoerchi held a grand banquet to thank Temujin for his magnanimity and Zhao Shuo and others for saving his life.

Lake Baikal has a lot of fish, including mullet, salmon, grayling, and whitefish. A fish hot pot feast was a real treat for both the host and the guests.

It was not until the second watch in the middle of the night that Zhao Shuo returned to his military tent.

"Bring in Tarhun!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, two armored soldiers, escorting Taerhun, who was tied up with an iron chain as thick as a thumb, into the central military tent.

"Go ahead."

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Do you want me to be your woman?"

"whatever!"

Despite being a prisoner, Tarhun, the daughter of the mountains, still raised her head slightly and spoke coldly with hostility.

Tarhun did not struggle or resist desperately, but behind the calm voice, Zhao Shuo heard the stubborn cry from the soul of this unruly woman.

"Really?"

"You really don't seem afraid of death..."

Qiang~~
As Zhao Shuo stood up, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword was already unsheathed, emitting a glaring cold light and a chilling chill.

"Just kill me!" Taerhun's amber eyes looked straight into Zhao Shuo's eyes stubbornly, seemingly without any fear.

"it is good!"

A cold light flashed, and a stern chill hit Talhun's neck.

Are you going to die...?

Talhun thought she was not afraid of death, but when the time came, her instinctive fear made her close her eyes tightly.

At the same time, a faint feeling of bitterness, sadness and regret welled up in my heart.

However, the expected severe pain did not come, only a slight tingling and chill in the neck.

Bang!

This is the sound of chains being cut.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade across her neck. The man who had captured her looked at her with a slight smile on his stern face.

"Why are you closing your eyes? It seems you're not as fearless as you say."

"Or, you don't want to die yet..."

Zhao Shuo said lightly.

"You... won't kill me?" After going through the life-and-death crisis, Tarhun's arrogance was obviously reduced a lot, and the firelight in the tent flickered in his amber pupils.

"Why should I kill you?" Zhao Shuo sheathed his knife and sat back leisurely.

"So you want me to be your woman?" Tarhun sneered.

The light in his eyes was swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

Regardless of the rules of the grassland or the rules of the jungle, if a woman is captured by the enemy, the enemy has the right to make her his slave.

Tarhun probably understood Zhao Shuo's thoughts and his eyes were cold and gloomy.

This is how men always look at her.

His late husband was like this.

Huoerchi is like this.

The same is true for Zhao Shuo, the number one Bater in Mongolia.

Zhao Shuo shook his head slightly.

"Why do you think your value to me is only your body and beauty?"

"..."

Tarhun frowned, raised his head and looked at Zhao Shuo.

Looking at this stubborn and beautiful woman who resembled a wolfsbane flower, Zhao Shuo continued, "You are very beautiful, but your strong heart, your swift movements, and your precise archery skills are far more valuable to me than your beauty."

"..."

Tarhun's body trembled.

For the first time, a look of emotion appeared on her beautiful face.

"What do you mean?"

Tarhun asked, his chest heaving.

Her voice was still cold, but the gloom in her eyes had dissipated.

"Your beauty is very attractive to me. If you offer yourself to me, I don't mind enjoying you. However, that's how I deal with a vase. I don't want to insult the dignity of a warrior in this way."

Zhao Shuo said frankly.

He felt Tarhun's stubbornness.

Tonight, he could choose to sleep with Tarhun, but that would be no different from forcing a walking corpse.

He only gained a one-night stand, but it would completely destroy Tarhun's soul.

The most beautiful thing about this woman is not her appearance, but her mental stubbornness.

Zhao Shuo really liked her energy.

I don't want to destroy it with my own hands.

"..."

After hearing what Zhao Shuo said, Tarhun felt mixed emotions.

At this moment, she let go of her hostility towards Zhao Shuo.

This man was not only powerful, but also so open-minded. Being respected by such a man, Tarhun suddenly felt relieved.

"What exactly do you want to do with me?"

Tarhun asked calmly, the hostility no longer in his voice.

"The female leopard's home should be the hunting ground."

"Tarhun, Genghis Khan promised me to select 500 of the bravest Tumat families to form a special force. I want you to be the leader of this elite force."

"Special forces..." Tarhun frowned slightly, "What is this unit's main function?"

"Night attacks, assassinations, beheadings, burning the enemy's treasury, and cutting off the enemy's food supply. It will become the sharpest knife in my hand, and I can cut off their spines and slit their throats where the enemy can't see!" Zhao Shuo said calmly, but his eyes were deep.

"You trust me so much, aren't you afraid that I will betray you?" Tarhun frowned and looked at Zhao Shuo.

She didn't expect that Zhao Shuo would entrust her with such an important task.

Just by listening to the description, you can tell that this special force will carry out very important tasks.

Zhao Shuo smiled faintly: "Why did you betray me?"

"..."

Tarhun didn't know how to answer for a moment.

She thought about it carefully and really couldn't find any reason to betray Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo didn't treat her like a defeated slave girl and abuse her wantonly. He gave her dignity and entrusted her with important tasks. Why did she betray Zhao Shuo?

Besides, what can you do after betrayal?
Now the entire grassland is under the rule of the Mongols.

Even if they rebelled again, the Tumati people would not be able to stop the Mongols' iron hoof.

What's the point of her betrayal?

Moreover, even if he returned to the Tumati tribe.

Will the people in the tribe see her as a warrior, like Zhao Shuo did, rather than the chief's widow?
In an instant, Tarhun thought a lot.

And she also realized that she seemed to be longing for battle in her heart.

As Zhao Shuo said, she is a female leopard in the forest and should be returned to the hunting ground.

The special forces that Zhao Shuo wanted to form was undoubtedly the best place for her to display her nature and abilities.

"..."

"Tell me your answer."

Seeing that Tarhun fell silent, Zhao Shuo stood up and walked to her, pinched her jaw and face condescendingly, lifted her head up so that she could look at him, and asked.

Tarhun did not resist Zhao Shuo's hand. After two seconds, he gently closed his red lips and asked, "Why are you doing this..."

Looking at Tarhun's beautiful amber eyes, Zhao Shuo curled the corners of his mouth.

“When you shoot an arrow, do you ask yourself, will this arrow hit the target?”

"..."

Zhao Shuo's stern face was imprinted in Tarhun's eyes, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance into his mind.

After a moment, she said, "I agree."

"very good."

Zhao Shuo smiled, released his hand that was pinching Tarhun's chin, and turned back to his seat.

"Tomorrow morning, select five hundred of the bravest Tumati. These Tumati will become my people. If you don't want the bravest warriors in your tribe to be ruined by that loser Huoerchi, select them all."

Tarhun nodded.

"Then go!"

"From now on, you are no longer a slave, but a warrior under my command."

Zhao Shuo then shouted outside the tent, "Hedaheibatu'er, take Taerhun to rest and give her a separate tent."

"Yes." Hedahei Batuer walked in from outside the tent, pointed outside, and said to Tarhun: "Let's go!"

Talhun glanced at Zhao Shuo. She felt unparalleled power and indescribable charm from this man.

She had never seen it in the past thirty years of her life.

She had never felt this even from Genghis Khan, the son of the Eternal Heaven.

With all kinds of confused thoughts in his mind, Tarhun followed Hedahei Batuer out.

……

The next day, before noon, Tarhun brought five hundred Tumati families to Zhao Shuo.

There are five hundred households of Tumati people, including men, women, old and young, with a total population of more than two thousand.

Looking at this huge group of Tumat people, Zhao Shuo, riding on the gleaming golden horse, said solemnly, "I believe Taerhun has already told you why I chose you."

"That's right, from now on, you will be my people."

"The men in your family will join my special forces. However, there are some things I must tell you in person."

"First, most of you will not be relocated and will remain in the stronghold. These people will continue to pay tribute every year like everyone else in the stronghold, but they will no longer pay it to Huoerchi, but to me."

"Secondly, although Tarhun selected five hundred households on my behalf, I only need eighty warriors. The chosen warrior's family will not have to pay any tribute, and he will also receive a military salary from me. The annual military salary is roughly equivalent to the tribute paid by ten households!"

The people in the forest had no concept of money and only bartered, so Zhao Shuo could only use this analogy.

This analogy was incredibly effective: the tribute from ten households was equivalent to the combined income of two. In that instant, countless people in the forest lit up, hoping that they or their families would be selected.

Zhao Shuo continued, "Third, if any warrior dies or becomes disabled while fighting for me, I will provide compensation. For the disabled, I will pay tribute equivalent to two households every year for five consecutive years. For the deceased, I will pay tribute equivalent to three households every year for ten consecutive years!"

Fourth, if any warriors die in battle or become disabled, I will continue to select the most outstanding warriors from among you to replace them, and they will enjoy the same treatment as the warriors before them."

"Okay, I'm done. Did you all hear that?"

Wow~~
As soon as Zhao Shuo finished speaking, the whole audience suddenly became like a boiling pot, boiling with excitement!

(End of this chapter)