Seeing that Yaolevas's thoughts had been understood, You Sufu showed joy and said anxiously: "Big Prince, as long as he can get rid of His Majesty the King's interference and then remove the generals who are loyal to him, who can dare to disagree with our plan to surrender to the Tang army! How can you miss such a good opportunity easily!"

He paused, and another vicious look flashed across his face, and he whispered: "If we can surrender in time, then Emperor Li Xiao of the Tang Dynasty might have rewarded us more because we accepted it in time. In this way, not only will our lives be protected, but our property can be fully protected, but we will have fame and fortune!"

Yaolevas nodded: "Very good! Yousufu's analysis is very reasonable, just do what you said! Then let's do it tonight. Now, let's discuss how to act."

Then, the voices of the two men fell down and became increasingly unheard.

However, when the two of them finished discussing, a burst of vicious laughter erupted in the secret room like a low cry of owls.

The night is dark and the sky and the earth are dark.

Kashgar City, which had been roaring heavily for a whole day, has finally become completely quiet now.

The Yarkand King Abdula, who had been busy arranging the surrender all day, finally lay tiredly on the delicate ivory bed and fell asleep.

However, he was sleeping in a daze and suddenly heard a few vague screams and a series of dense footsteps at the door.

Abdula said intimidly that something was wrong and quickly woke up from his sleep. He half-slided up with difficulty, opened his eyes and looked around, but was surprised to find that under the dim light, a group of fully armed soldiers were strode towards his bedside under the entrance of the bedroom.

"Bastard! Who are you?! You dare to break into the Khan's bedroom so boldly! Guards, where are the guards?"

Abdula pulled out the waist knife at the head of the bed and danced out of thin air. Under the dim light, his face was twisted like a ghost, and his voice shouted loudly.

However, none of his guards and servants came.

To be more precise, they are all dead.

However, the entire armed soldiers were covered with blood on their bodies, and their faces were tightened and they walked straight towards him.

It was not until the group of people got closer that Abdullah saw clearly that the one who walked at the forefront of this team was his own eldest prince, Yaolevas!

"Yorevas, you, why did you come to my bedroom late at night? Get out of here!"

Seeing this, King Abdullah had guessed what his purpose was, but he still shouted loudly, and the muscles on his face were trembling.

Yaolevas's face was so stern. He stared straight at his father, Abudula, in front of him. His two vicious eyes were like poisonous snakes, and they were shining fiercely under the candlelight.

"Yorevas, do you want to rebel? Haven't you heard what Father Khan said? Get out of here!"

Abdula waved the knife in his hand vigorously and roared at Yaolevas, but his eyes were full of panic.

What answered him was silence.

Only the soldiers' armor shines in the cold and cold light under the candlelight.

At this moment, Yaolevas suddenly giggled, and a sarcastic expression flashed across his face: "Father, I have nothing to hide at this point, so let me tell you clearly. My child comes here today and wants something to you."

"Ah, what?"

"Your head!"

After Yaolevas finished speaking, he waved his hand forward and the dozen elite guards immediately waved their sharp scimitars and slashed towards the King Abudula of Yarkand.

Amid the jingling sound of swords and swords, Abudula quickly lost his support. After killing two troubled guys, the waist knife in Abudula's hand was knocked away by a blow, and then a sharp scimitar pierced through his already seriously injured abdomen with a puff.

A large ball of blood spurted out quickly, Abudula screamed, covered her intestines and gushed out of her stomach, and kept bouncing like a wounded earthworm, slowly rolling down from the ivory bed.

Abdula stood up from the ground with difficulty, and spat out a large mouthful of blood with another puff, then leaned against the ivory bed, twitching in waves.

‘Yorevas, my child, why do you do this, why do you kill your father…” Albudula murmured as he quickly lost his blood on his face.

"Hmph, why do you kill you? Don't you understand?! Because you are determined to seek death, and to bring the entire royal family, and the soldiers and civilians in Kashgar City will be buried with you! For the sake of your bullshit face and dignity, you have to hit the stone with eggs and fight with heaven, and you want to let us die under the butcher knife of the Tang army. It's really hateful and hateful! You said, if you are such an incompetent and paranoid monarch, if I don't kill you, what's the use of you?' Yaolevas cursed loudly, his face was very ferocious.

Abdula smiled bitterly, and shook his head and said, "Child, the father knows that you want to protect the royal family and the people in this city, and you don't want me to have no other qualities in the Yarkand Khanate. But what is the meaning of living like this? Do you think that it is really that meaningful to become a commoner and no longer have the dignity of the king from now on, and to be able to survive by relying on charity from others?"

"Far! What dignity and face are all I know what life matters! The Tang army is so powerful that it is necessary to resist and destroy itself. I will never do such a stupid thing." Yaolevas said coldly: "As for the days ahead, I will save my life. I believe that as long as I sincerely surrender and the Tang army wants to maintain the long-term stability of the Western Regions, I will never do anything to destroy bridges across the river."

Abdula laughed bitterly when he heard the sound. He sighed softly, raised his head with difficulty and said to Yaolevas: "Child, you may not take it too much. When you surrender to the Tang army, they will come back to regret it again. I am really afraid that you will regret it so you have to... "

"Stop! So what? Who can tell the future clearly? Anyway, I must lead the whole city's military and civilians to surrender to the Tang army together, so you don't have to worry about me anymore." Yaolevas said with a ferocious face: "Okay, I've talked too much nonsense. I'll call you father Khan at the end, and ask you, are you going to cut off your head or you want me to cut off your head? You'll choose!"

Abdula smiled bitterly again, but waved to Yaolevas with difficulty. "Come here, child, I want to tell you where the secret underground vault of our country is hidden before dying. Perhaps, if you have this batch of unexpected property, you will be more valued by the Tang army after surrender."

Yaolevas stared at him with a suspicion, his eyes rolled a few times, and finally took a few steps and leaned down toward Abdula.

"Get closer, my child, I'm bleeding too much and I don't have the energy to speak loudly." Abdullah whispered in a difficult situation.

Yaolevas frowned and lowered his entire face.

At this time, Abudula, who seemed to have no strength, suddenly flashed a ferocious look on his face, which had become pale due to blood loss. He suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and stabbed Yaolevas's face!

Yaolevas didn't expect that Abdula would have this move. He caught him off guard and had only had time to subconsciously dodge back. Unexpectedly, the knife that Abdula stabbed was extremely fast, and with a slight sound, he suddenly pierced deeply into his left eyeball!

With another squeak, the blade was deeply pulled down from the eye socket until it was cut into pieces and came out!

Abdula used extremely hard this time to attack. Yaolevas' broken eyes and blood and flesh on his face burst out together, and its shape was extremely terrifying.

Yaolevas screamed loudly, his voice as terrible as coming from hell.

He was completely blinded by a knife and completely cut his left eye through his left face. He endured the huge pain, pulled out his waist, slashed away with a force, and chopped off his father's head!

Abdula's head flew up, bringing up a straight column of blood. After passing a short arc in the air, it rolled into the corner. The headless corpse also fell softly to the ground.

"Come on, chop this dog thing into meat sauce for me!"

Yaolevas, who was shaking his head in pain, pointed at Abdula's headless body, and was so scared that a group of soldiers were stunned and shouted loudly.

More than ten soldiers immediately howled and rushed up, slashing the sword and gun, and chopping Abudula's body into a pool of soft meat paste.

At this time, his most trusted strategist You Sufu came to the bedroom with a pile of bloody heads.

"Big Prince... Oh no, Your Majesty, what happened?"

Seeing that Yaolevas' eyes were blinded and his face was covered in blood, Yousufu was shocked.

Yaolevas, who was being carefully stitched by a trembling doctor, waved his hand gently and sighed: "Bah! I miscalculated my calculations, and was blinded by this old guy until his death. You Sufu, can the matters over you be done?"

Yousufu threw the bloody heads in front of Yaolevas, and replied hurriedly: "Your Majesty, those generals loyal to the late emperor have been lured into the prince's uterus by me in the name of gathering a banquet and cheering up. Then, as early as possible, they were drunk, and they cut and slashed one by one, without missing a single net. Look, this is their dog head, please check it out."

Hearing him obediently calling himself Your Majesty, Yaolevas' heart moved, but waved his hand irritably and said, "Okay, I understand, then go and continue to act as planned immediately."

You Sufu nodded, gave a reminder to the doctor, and immediately said goodbye and left.

On this dark night, Yusufu quickly began to take over all kinds of matters in the city according to the plan agreed upon with Yaolevas to stabilize the morale of the army and prevent changes. It was not until dawn that everything was arranged.

After dawn, You Sufu raised a white flag high above the city wall.

At the same time, he sent two envoys to go out of the city to contact the Tang army immediately.

After the envoy came to the Tang army camp, the commander Mo Changrong had just gotten up. After hearing the personal soldiers' reports that an envoy had arrived, he felt a move and immediately ordered the meeting.

The two envoys entered the central army's tent and solemnly handed him a surrender book with the seal of the Yarkand Khanate.

After listening to the translation and speaking about the content of the surrender book, Mo Changrong's face was simply beyond words.'

If it weren't for the messenger's presence and to take full advantage of him, he would have almost burst into laughter.

Damn, I really didn't expect that before he was about to wait for the arrival of Tang King Li Xiao's troops and launch a new offensive against Kashgar, the Yarkand Khanate actually committed suicide. This was a good thing that a pie fell from the sky!

Okay, now the prince Yaolevas killed his father Khan Abdula, seized the supreme power, and made all arrangements for surrender. He was sending an envoy to invite the Tang army to enter the city and discuss specific acceptance matters.

It seems that taking Kashgar and destroying Yarkand Khan's beheading is really destined to be his own.

Mo Changrong was extremely proud and pretended to admire the two envoys. He sent two civil servants to bring his own handwritten letters to return with them and arrange for his troops to surrender out of the city.

Soon, after two civil officials went to Kashgar City, they immediately returned and reported to Mo Changrong that the prince Yaolevas had indeed killed his father and was willing to lead all his troops out of the city and surrender to the Tang army.

Mo Changrong was overjoyed when he received Xin and immediately ordered the entire army to head to Kashgar City to accept Yaolevas' surrender.

Soon, after the Tang army arrived at Kashgar City, the three gates in the east and north of Kashgar City were wide open. The Tang army surrounded outside was like a surging flood entering the city, and continuous cheers surged and resounded throughout the sky.

All Ye Jun and the young and strong in the city, led by the commander Yaolevas, threw away their weapons and formed a column, walked out of the city dejectedly, and were then taken into custody by the Tang army.

Soon, Yaolevas, who had surrendered with the flag, was quickly pushed by Tang soldiers and brought to Mo Changrong, who was sitting upright on the horse.

Mo Changrong and the guards all looked down at him with complacent and contemptuous eyes.

Seeing this person's left face, which was covered with ointment and covered with cloth, Mo Changrong couldn't help but sigh inexplicably.

Alas, the most terrifying thing in this world is the tragic death of father and son. It’s a pity that Yaolevas did not hesitate to kill his father in order to survive. Although he was quite conscious of the current affairs, it was too cruel and vicious.

The sky is so vast that I am alone.

"I am Mo Changrong, the mayor of the 11th Town of the Tang Army. Who are you? Can you understand Chinese?" Mo Changrong asked lightly.

Yaolevas was speechless, so Mo Changrong asked the Han people to tell him the news.

After hearing the Han people's common words, Yaolevas felt inexplicably humiliated, but he could not get into trouble. After thinking for a moment, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Below is Yaolevas, the prince of the Yarkand Khan. It is a pity that his father Khan, who has no eyes and no knowledge of the heavenly soldiers, dares to fight against the power of the Tang army. It is a crime that deserves death."

While reporting in stammering words, Yaolevas kowtowed on the ground like pounding garlic.

Seeing that Yaolevas, the prince of the Yarkand Khanate, was so servile and humble that he knelt in front of him, begging for mercy, Mo Changrong looked him up and down with a sarcastic look.
Chapter completed!