Chapter 8: Cut off the road ahead

As the night gradually deepened, the hustle and bustle of Yiwu City disappeared, and everything was silent, almost everyone fell asleep, the streets and alleys became particularly quiet, a dark palace stood alone at the end of the street, the magnificence of the day was no longer visible, under the moonlight, it finally revealed the other side of the dilapidation and oldness, and the walls were full of shocking cracks.

A team of guards walked by the palace tiredly, slowly disappeared into the shadow on the side of the palace, and walked towards the military camp in the distance.

"Okay, they will take at least half an hour to patrol next time."

Xiao Yuansong smiled self-deprecatingly, "For them, this is just a ceremony that has been persisted for nearly a hundred years, and it is already very good."

At this time, the door slowly opened a crack, Shen Guang poked his head out of it, and blinked in Su Lie with a smile, his eyes full of pride.

Under the moonlight, Su Lie could see the expression of Shen Guang clearly. He hated him so much that he could not help but waved his hand back gently. A group of soldiers behind him rushed towards the palace quickly, and then black shadows ran out from all directions, with hundreds of people. These were soldiers from the scout camp, elite soldiers picked out from the five thousand troops, totaling three hundred.

This time the caravan entered the city with a total of 800 soldiers, and the three hundred people in the scout camp participated in the palace operation, and another five hundred soldiers were waiting for orders.

Three hundred people rushed into the palace very quickly, and then the door was closed. From the outside, everything seemed to have never happened.

But the palace was full of chaos, and a group of soldiers rushed into every room, captured the king's children, wives and concubines, and dozens of guards living in the palace rose up to resist and were killed on the spot. The palace was filled with screams and crying.

Su Lie and dozens of soldiers broke into the king's bedroom on the second floor. The room was magnificent, with carpets from Persia on the ground, gold and silver bottles for food on the table, and one-person-high porcelain vases placed in the corners of the walls. This is a famous product from the Central Plains.

In the middle of the room was a large ivory bed with gold carvings on both ends. The bed was filled with silky silk bedding, but no one was seen.

"General, under the bed!"

A soldier saw a woman's foot exposed under the bed. Su Lie waved his hand. Two soldiers stepped forward and grabbed her feet. He heard a miserable scream. A young woman was dragged out. The woman was naked. The soldier threw a bedding to her. She hugged her tightly, trembling all over, and was so scared that she couldn't even shout.

Several soldiers swept under the bed with their spears, and a woman's scream of horror suddenly sounded under the bed, mixed with a man's cry, "Give me your life! Get me your life!" He shouted in Turkic words.

"Come out!" the soldiers shouted.

After a while, a fat middle-aged man crawled out from under the bed. It was King Mochuo. He was naked and his fat body was trembling. Two women behind him were also sent slowly, wrapping their bodies in silk, curled up in the corner of the wall and crying quietly, looking at the soldiers in fear at the room.

"You can't do this!"

King Mochuo begged: "You have promised Khan that you will not invade Yiwu's country."

It turned out that he thought the Chuyue people had killed in. A soldier who was slightly Turkic in his words shouted loudly: "We are not Turkic people, we are the Sui army!"

"Sui Army!"

The king was stunned for a moment. This was something he had never thought about. When the Sui army came to Yiwu Kingdom, it was like the sun coming out from the west.

"You... are the Sui army!"

He switched to Chinese this time and stuttered. He went to Dunhuang for a year when he was young and understood a little bit of Chinese.

Su Lie walked forward and said slowly: "Ten thousand Sui troops are waiting outside the city, surrender! You can save your subjects. If you want to resist, not only will you not survive, but the entire Yiwu City will be massacred."

The king didn't understand, and Su Lie winked at the soldiers next to him. The soldiers said it in Turkic language, and the king's face turned pale. He immediately understood that this was the Great Sui Dynasty's rule over Yiwu and that he was about to destroy the country.

Su Lie pulled out his long sword, slowly pressed against his throat, and said coldly: "I will count three times. If I don't surrender, I will cut off your head, one!"

"two!"

Su Lie's eyes were sharp and his hands began to strengthen. Blood beads had appeared on the king's neck. Just as he was about to shout the third sound, the king finally sighed, "I am willing to surrender!"

He accepted his fate, even if the country was destroyed, he would at least be a monetary. And if the Turks could fight, he might have a glimmer of hope.

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The city gate has been controlled by hundreds of Sui troops. The city gate is wide open, and a ball of flames is burning on the top of the city. More than a thousand troops patrolling Yiwu at night put down their weapons under the command of the king. They accepted the reality in fear and helplessness. They also saw that in the wilderness in the distance, a black cavalry was coming here quickly, with horse hooves sounding like thunder and murderous aura.

More than 4,000 cavalry rushed to the city. The commander Yang Yuanqing waved his hand and the army quickly slowed down. Yang Yuanqing had already seen that there was no need to enter the city again. The Sui army had completely controlled the situation, and the Sui army was all over the city.

With his order, the Sui army began to line up into the city. Yang Yuanqing turned around and smiled at Wang Wei: "How is General Su Xiao didn't disappoint you!"

Wang Wei sighed softly, "Since ancient times, heroes have become young people, it seems that I am really old."

Yang Yuanqing had already thought of one thing. In history, Li Yuan rebelled in Taiyuan, and seemed to have killed Wang Wei and Gao Junya. Wang Wei was actually a good person and missed his grandfather Yang Su's old love very much.

"General Wang, after the imperial court established Yiwu County, I would like to recommend you as the first Yiwu Prefect, are you willing?"

Wang Wei smiled bitterly, "I am already fifty years old, I am afraid that the emperor will think I am too old."

"Liang Po is still eighty-year-old, and the Prime Minister Pei is still on mission to the Western Regions at 62-year-old. General Wang is only fifty-year-old. He is the most experienced time. How can he be old?"

Wang Wei nodded. He was actually already moved, and then smiled and said, "This is not something we can get by thinking about it. It depends on what the Lord means! If the Lord appointed him, I will not refuse."

Yang Yuanqing didn't say much and urged his horse to enter Yiwu City. As soon as he entered the city gate, Su Lie immediately stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, "I am humble in my duty!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly and gave a thumbs up in praise, "I did a pretty job this time. I will ask for merit for you. At least your captain can register with the Ministry of War."

Su Lie hesitated and said, "Report to the general, this time it should be Xiao Yuansong's first contribution, followed by Shen Guang, and Bei Zhi can only rank third."

"If you write a report to the marching Sima, I will report it to the court in fact."

At this time, Yang Yuanqing had already seen King Yiwu kneeling on the roadside, and was dejected. Su Lie hurriedly pointed at Mochuo, "This person is King Yiwu. He was captured by us and has surrendered now!"

Yang Yuanqing turned over and dismounted, walked forward quickly, helped the king up, and smiled in Turkic words: "Your Highness the King is willing to belong to the Great Sui Dynasty. This is a good thing. The Great Sui Dynasty will not impose heavy taxes on Yiwu like the Turks. On the contrary, it will gradually make Yiwu people gradually richer through trade, and at least the house they live in will no longer be so dilapidated."

King Mochuo was stunned. He carefully tentatively said: "What the general means, will Yiwu continue to keep it?"

Yang Yuanqing did not deliberately deceive King Yiwu. Yang Guang had made it clear that he wanted to establish Yiwu County, but he did not say whether to destroy Yiwu Country. Yang Yuanqing believed that Yang Guang would probably use the method of retaining the name of Yiwu Country to build a county. At least in the early days, he would only retain the king and name, but the king had no actual control over Yiwu Country. It was just a spiritual symbol. This could calm the emotions of the Wusun people and stabilize other countries in the Western Regions.

Of course, this is just a possibility. He was not sure what would happen, but at least now he would appease the Yiwu people so that the Yiwu army can cooperate with the Sui army to resist the counterattack of the Western Turks.

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "The key to whether Yiwu Kingdom can be retained lies in Yiwu Kingdom's attitude. As long as Yiwu Kingdom is willing to surrender to the Sui Dynasty and the hostage is in the capital, the king goes to the capital every year to meet the holy emperor, and he will keep Yiwu Kingdom with the kindness of the emperor. "

The words of the chief general of the Sui army gave the king Mochuo a glimmer of hope. After all, he was the king. He knew that Yang Yuanqing's words made sense, especially the last sentence "to appease the Wusun people." This is the key to the Yiwu country being able to be preserved.

He bowed gratitude and said: "Yiwu Kingdom is willing to offer 100,000 sheep to the Sui army to serve as military rations to show our sincerity."

"Premium is one thing, but it is not enough to express your determination to surrender."

Yang Yuanqing looked behind the king, and Mochu turned around and saw a team of Sui generals Tutun coming. He immediately understood what Yang Yuanqing meant and gritted his teeth and said, "I would like to kill Tutun with my own hands to make my heart clear."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, he took a few steps back and winked at the soldiers beside him. The soldier handed the king a sword, held the sword in his hand, and walked towards Tutun step by step.

Tutun was the first to be arrested. He was waiting at home for Xiao Yuansong to give him money, but a team of Sui troops came, and together with his two sons, he was arrested. At this time, the father and son were all pressed to kneel on the ground. When Tutun saw King Mochu walking towards him step by step, he was immediately frightened and shouted: "You can't kill me, you have made an oath to Khan!"

Mochu was afraid that he would reveal the content of his oath again, so he stepped forward and pierced Tutun's heart with a fierce sword. Tutun screamed and fell to the ground to die. Mochu pulled out his sword and wanted to kill Tutun's two sons again, but was stopped by Yang Yuanqing's order.

Yang Yuanqing waved his hand, "Give them two horses and let them out of the city!"

The officers around were all shocked, and Li Yannian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "If you let them go, they will go and report to the Western Turks."

Yang Yuanqing smiled, "Even if they don't let them go, the Western Turks will soon know that others will report the news and let them go!"

The soldier released Tutun's two sons and gave them two more horses. The two stared at King Mochuo with deep hatred, turned over and ran out of the city, and watched the two ride away, Mochuo couldn't help but look at Yang Yuanqing. It was not until this time that he finally realized the power of the Sui army's chief general. Now, he had no way out of the Turkic retreat and could only work hard for the Sui army wholeheartedly.

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