The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 432 Assassination
Son-in-law? What son-in-law? What does that mean?
When Wu Chengyu came into this world, some called him "kid," some called him "brother," and some called him "sir." Of course, there were also many who cursed him, but I won't list them all.

But it seemed that no one ever called him son-in-law. Wu Chengyu was momentarily confused, then realized that the people who called him son-in-law were usually his wife's side.

Since his transmigration, he has been ashamed to admit that, apart from enjoying the beautiful maidservants given to him by Wanyan Honglie, there seems to be only one person who can truly be considered his wife.

Wu Chengyu carefully examined the person opposite him from top to bottom again. He was still a typical Mongolian old man, and there was no trace of Han Chinese in him.

What was his name again, Yan Hexiang? Wu Chengyu suddenly remembered that when he first transmigrated, he was telling stories in a restaurant and jokingly called himself a disciple of the Yun generation of a certain Gangshe.

Now another Crown Princess of the Crane generation has appeared before us, and she is thin, frail, and wrinkled. No wonder the Crown Prince ran away from home.

“You call me son-in-law, and your surname is Yan, so you must be someone from Chunyu’s side.” Wu Chengyu and Hong Niangzi rarely see each other. When they meet, he calls her “Niangzi” (wife), and when their feelings are strong, he pretends to be a playboy and calls her “Little Beauty”. It took him a long time to remember that his wife’s real name is Yan Chunyu.

The night was deep, and we gazed at each other through the window, speechless, amidst the misty spring rain.

Listening to the spring rain all night in the small building can be considered a romantic moment between him and Hong Niangzi.

“Reporting to the young master, I am a retainer of the young lady. My father was a subordinate of General Yan. After my grandfather passed away, my father followed General Yan back to Jingzhao Prefecture to reorganize the righteous army. After my father died in battle with General Yan and the eldest son, I have been following the young lady ever since.”

"It seems we've never met before."

"To be honest, when you and Miss got engaged, I was working for Miss in Hebei. When I heard the news of Miss's engagement, I wanted to rush back to the Qinling base immediately. But I didn't expect that before I even got back to Qinling, you had already..."

Wu Chengyu silently finished speaking for him in her heart, 'The son-in-law has already run away.' Now, thinking back to her own elopement back then, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Later, he reunited with Hong Niangzi in Tongguan County and they pledged their lives to each other. However, he stayed in Qianlong Cave to train new recruits, while Hong Niangzi managed the affairs of the righteous army alone. They only met four or five times. Yan Hexiang was very close to Hong Niangzi, but they never had the chance to meet.

"Since you are Chunyu's elder, I will still call you Uncle Yan. But how did you end up in Mongolia, Uncle Yan?"

"This is also because of you, son-in-law. I had been inspecting the rebel base for Miss before. Once, when Miss came back from Tongguan County, she mentioned you, son-in-law."

She said that her son-in-law mentioned that the real enemy in the future would not be the Jin Dynasty, but the Mongols. The young lady believed that her son-in-law was never one to speak carelessly. Recalling the past when the Jin Dynasty destroyed the Liao Dynasty, she said that these northern barbarians were often unstoppable once they rose to power and should not be ignored.

So they sent me to infiltrate the Mongolian grasslands to observe the situation here. When I arrived on the grasslands, I indeed discovered the ferocity of these Mongolian cavalry. I had fought against the Jin people for half my life, and I knew that if the Jin cavalry encountered the Mongolian cavalry, they would surely be defeated.

After that, I stayed here, learned their language, and gradually made everyone think that I was a complete Mongolian.

When Genghis Khan recruited skilled martial artists, I immediately pledged my allegiance to him. Because of my Mongol identity, I quickly gained his trust and was put in charge of these recruited experts.

I never imagined that Temujin recruited them to deal with you, my son-in-law. It was only when I first saw you and heard your name that I realized I had actually met my son-in-law here in Mongolia.

Wu Chengyu nodded. He had indeed mentioned Mongolia to Hong Niangzi, but it was just a casual remark. He never expected Hong Niangzi to take it so seriously and send her trusted confidant to infiltrate the Mongolians.

In terms of strategic planning and long-term vision, his wife was absolutely top-notch. Back then, he had only mentioned it casually, but Hong Niangzi had already put it into action.

Yan Hexiang continued, "For some reason, the first time Temujin met the son-in-law, he always thought that the son-in-law was his greatest enemy, so he desperately recruited martial arts masters, but unfortunately none of them were a match for the son-in-law."

Little did he know, those he recruited were the dregs of the martial arts world, utterly unworthy to even carry the shoes of the Unrivaled of Kyushu.

Wu Chengyu pondered for a moment: "What's the deal with these shamans? Do they also think I pose a threat to Temujin?"

Yan Hexiang was taken aback: "No, these shamans only came to Temujin's side after he became Genghis Khan. They generally do not interfere in the specific affairs under Temujin's command, let alone the martial arts struggles."

As far as I know, it was at Genghis Khan's insistence that these shamans sent three to target my son-in-law. I didn't realize they knew martial arts, and I never expected them to have such abilities besides their shamanistic rituals. So, I took advantage of their unpreparedness and dealt with them for my son-in-law.

Wu Chengyu was relieved. It seemed that he had read too many novels in his previous life and was scaring himself, or perhaps the pressure of assassinating a figure like Genghis Khan was too great and he was having some wild thoughts.

There is no world will that would send shamans to target him in order to protect Temujin. These shamans have no means beyond this world, let alone the ability to foresee the future and sense that Wu Chengyu intends to kill Temujin.

Ultimately, it was simply that Temujin felt threatened and wanted to use the power of the shaman to deal with him.

With this in mind, Wu Chengyu's confidence in his upcoming assassination mission greatly increased; he estimated that there was little power around Temujin that could stop him.

"Uncle Yan, you people followed us all the way, and then ambushed us halfway. Was that also Temujin's doing?"

"That's right. A little over a month ago, Guo Jing's family and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan were frequently selling things at the market. The people monitoring you reported that you might be leaving Mongolia."

At that time, Temujin was busy planning to hunt down the remaining forces of Wang Han and Sangkun. He couldn't care less about his son-in-law, so he ordered me to lead men to monitor you all the way out of the grassland.

Temujin also said, "If you haven't truly left Mongolia, you must be plotting something. I'll lead all the recruited experts, along with these three shamans, to ambush you halfway." Temujin didn't understand martial arts; in his view, three shamans and over a hundred experts would be enough to defeat his son-in-law. He didn't realize that his son-in-law's martial arts were already unparalleled; a master of that level couldn't be overwhelmed simply by sheer numbers.

"So, these people left the Mongol camp under Uncle Yan's leadership. Temujin doesn't know what happened after that, and they should all be here now. No one can go back to report."

"That's right. Apart from me, no one else knows that they all died at the hands of the son-in-law."

"That's good. To be honest, Uncle Yan, my purpose in coming here is to assassinate Temujin. He won't die on the spot. I have a way to make him die suddenly a month later without anyone noticing. That way, you and I will have plenty of time to plan."

"I'll go to the Mongol camp first. Uncle Yan, I'll trouble you to dispose of these corpses. Once I've done that, I'll leave Mongolia as quickly as possible. Uncle Yan doesn't need to do anything else. A month later, when news of Temujin's death arrives, Uncle Yan can return to the Jin Kingdom and report the news to Chunyu."

“My son-in-law is farsighted. Once Temujin dies, his sons and generals are not the type to be subservient to others, and Mongolia will inevitably fall into chaos.”

I will pass the message on to Miss, but I will remain here. With Temujin dead, the Mongols will be in chaos for a few years, but they will still be a great enemy of the Han people. This old man has his own ways of gaining their trust, so that I can help Miss fight against the Mongols in the future.”

"In that case, thank you very much, Uncle Yan."

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With no more obstacles from outsiders and the exact location of the Mongolian camp provided by Yan Hexiang, Wu Chengyu had a clear goal. After galloping across the grassland for more than ten days, he finally arrived at the western part of the Mongolian grassland.

At this time, in a valley, was the location of Temujin's Mongol camp.

Genghis Khan truly deserves to be called a genius of his generation. Although he had never formally studied military strategy, he learned how to deploy troops and arrange formations early on through years of warfare.

The camp was set up very meticulously, with a tight defense system, sentry posts that were both visible and hidden, and patrols by small teams that were almost always open. Scouts passed by outside the camp from time to time, and the tents inside were arranged in layers to ensure that no outside attack could easily break in.

From a distance, it appears impregnable, yet it also gives one the feeling of dark clouds looming over the city. Wu Chengyu, who is not knowledgeable in military affairs, could not find many loopholes based on observation alone. Unless one has a three-dimensional view and a keen eye for detail, as well as unparalleled lightness skills, it would be impossible to penetrate its defenses.

Wu Chengyu waited outside the camp until dusk fell. It was mealtime in the camp, and smoke rose from the chimneys. Only at this time could the soldiers, busy receiving and eating their meals, relax a little.

Taking advantage of this time, Wu Chengyu slowly crept into the Mongol camp. He activated his Subtlety skill to the limit, greatly reducing his presence. Combined with his Mongol soldier attire, he moved through the chaotic crowd of soldiers and soon arrived at the central tent of the camp.

Then he found an inconspicuous corner, where, in the dim firelight, no one could see anyone looking there.

Next came a three-dimensional diagram that completely enclosed the large tent. Inside the tent, Temujin, his generals, and his son were eating meat and drinking wine while discussing the current battle situation.

At this moment, the one speaking eloquently was Temujin's eldest son, Jochi: "Father Khan, Wang Khan and Sangkun have actually managed to borrow troops from Khwarazm, a full 30,000 cavalry. If we were to fight them head-on, our losses would be considerable."

Temujin's second son, Chagatai, scoffed, "For the wolves on the grasslands to be invincible, they must have a fierce and cunning alpha wolf. Wang Khan is old, and Sangkun is a good-for-nothing. No matter how many soldiers such an alpha wolf leads, they will only be swallowed up by us."

How can a coward like you be worthy of being the son of Father Khan?

Jochi's identity is questionable. When Temujin's wife was captured, she returned to find that she had given birth to Jochi, but Temujin still treated her as his own son. Chagatai, on the other hand, was Temujin's second son and always believed that he was Temujin's eldest son.

Chagatai had always been dissatisfied with Jochi, and his words were full of sarcasm about Jochi's status. The conflict between the two was very deep. If it weren't for Temujin's suppression, they would have already led their troops to fight each other.

This also aligns with Wu Chengyu's assessment: if Temujin were to die, Mongolia would inevitably descend into chaos, especially under Jochi and Chagatai.

It was only when Temujin spoke that the two stopped hurling insults at each other: "You are both right. With 30,000 cavalry from Khwarazm, plus Wang Khan's troops, a direct confrontation would inevitably result in casualties."

My Mongol warriors will surely conquer the world in the future, and we cannot afford to lose too much to Wang Han Sangkun. But Sangkun is really not worth mentioning.

Those Khwarazmian troops may not be willing to obey Sangkun's command. We have already laid a trap and launched a three-pronged attack. Jochi, you and Muqali will lead 10,000 cavalry across the desert, around the Black Mountain, and launch a surprise attack from the rear of Khwarazm.

Chagatai, you and Chilaun led cavalry to harass them along the way, looking for an opportunity to cut off their supply lines.

Afterwards, I will lead my main army, and together with your two forces, we will be able to wipe out all of Sangkun's people in less than two months.

Wu Chengyu overheard everything clearly. He was prepared to give Temujin a month to prepare, while Temujin's plan was to kill Sangkun in two months. He figured that a month later would be the time for him to achieve a great victory and pursue Sangkun. If Temujin died then, Sangkun might be able to survive, and the grasslands would surely become even more lively.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and finished their discussions, Temujin's men dispersed, and Temujin, accompanied by his guards, left the main tent. After several twists and turns, he arrived at an inconspicuous spot among rows of tents.

These generals who commanded troops rested in secluded places at night, and they might even change places every day. Unfortunately, Temujin's whereabouts did not escape Wu Chengyu's notice.

When the night was deep and quiet, Temujin had already fallen asleep. Wu Chengyu easily slipped past the guards and sneaked into the tent. He first used his finger strength to press Temujin's sleeping acupoint from a distance, and then placed his palm on Temujin's chest.

(End of this chapter)