I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

After eating his fill, the King of Kucha stretched out his hands to warm himself by the fire, feeling incredibly comfortable.

The Yuezhi prince stood beside him, examining his new cotton-padded clothes.

"Uncle, you know what, the cotton-padded clothes of people from the Central Plains are really warm."

The King of Kucha said, "That's right. The Central Plains is a vast and resource-rich land, and everything here is the best."

The Yuezhi prince sat down and warmed himself by the fire. He asked, "Uncle, what do you think the people of the Central Plains really mean? They've sent us grain and cotton clothes, but they haven't even asked us to surrender."

"Do they have so much food they can't finish eating it all, and so many cotton-padded clothes they can't finish wearing them all?"

"Or has their commander lost his mind and given the wrong order?"

The King of Kucha shook his head slightly; he didn't know what was going on either.

The two were chatting when their subordinates rushed over to report.

"King Qi-Geng, Crown Prince Qi-Geng, the people from the Central Plains are clamoring outside the battle lines, demanding that we fight, and they're calling us cowards."

Upon hearing this, both of them stood up abruptly.

The Yuezhi prince immediately drew his sword from his waist and said excitedly:

"Hey, damn it, those people from the Central Plains really know how to pick their timing. We just finished eating and drinking, and they're already making a fuss outside the formation."

"Go, bring my warhorse over. I want to fight them for three hundred rounds."

The King of Kucha did not stop them, since the two armies had fought each other many times in recent days.

It's just that they've been fighting less often lately due to food shortages.

Now that they are well-fed and watered, they have plenty of energy to fight the other side.

……

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the King of Kucha and the Crown Prince of Yuezhi, uncle and nephew, sat together again.

"Uncle, something's not right."

"Something's not right?"

The King of Kucha asked the question knowing the answer already.

The Yuezhi prince ate a roasted sweet potato as he spoke:

"These people from the Central Plains are really out of their minds. They send us supplies while fighting us. A few days ago, they not only sent us food and cotton clothes, but now they're even sending us weapons and warhorses. They're practically sending us people."

"Even the sweet potatoes in my hand were delivered by them."

The King of Kucha frowned, unable to understand what was going on.

Ever since the people from the Central Plains sent them food and cotton clothing, they have frequently challenged them to battles.

After the duel, they sent them supplies again. Anyone who didn't know better would think that the people from the Central Plains were resupplying them, as if they were afraid that the people would lose.

"However, Uncle, I've noticed a problem," the Crown Prince of Dayuezhi said again.

"What's the problem?"

"This is a trick by the people of the Central Plains!"

"Oh?"

The King of Kucha became interested. "What trick? Tell me in detail."

The prince of the Yuezhi peeled the skin off a roasted sweet potato, revealing the sweet and fragrant part inside.

He said, "The Central Plains people are trying to win hearts and minds. These days, they have been sending supplies over frequently, so our soldiers don't have to go all out when fighting them. They are just fooling around on the battlefield."

"Several times, I've seen it. Even when they could have killed their opponent, they didn't, deliberately letting them go."

"Moreover, our soldiers' enthusiasm for fighting has dropped significantly in recent battles; they only fight when they are whipped."

The King of Kucha nodded, understanding the seriousness of the matter.

If this continues, even if they don't surrender, the soldiers below will.

After all, no one would kill someone who frequently delivers things to them.

That's not war, it's repaying kindness with enmity.

The people of the Central Plains are now their benefactors.

If it weren't for the supplies sent by the people from the Central Plains, countless people would have starved or frozen to death these past few days.

Looking at the Yuezhi prince opposite him, the King of Kucha opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

The Yuezhi prince noticed the other party's unusual behavior and asked:

"Uncle, is there something you're having trouble telling us? Please speak freely."

The King of Kucha waved away all his servants before speaking:

"Nephew, now it's just the two of us. Tell your uncle, do you have any thoughts of surrendering?"

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince of Dayuezhi quickly stood up and pledged his loyalty:

"Uncle, what are you saying? How could I possibly surrender? Did someone say something to you? Tell me, who was it? I'll chop their head off."

"Don't get excited."

The King of Kucha waved his hand, gesturing for the Yuezhi prince to sit down, and said, "No one told me anything. I was just asking casually if you had any thoughts of surrendering."

"Truth or lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"The King of Kucha said."

After looking around and seeing that no one was around, the Yuezhi prince spoke:

"The truth is, we were trapped in this vast reed sea, with no way to escape. If it weren't for the supplies sent by the people from the Central Plains, we would have died long ago. How could we have had the strength to fight them?"

"As I just said, my subordinates didn't kill the other side, and actually I didn't kill them either. I can't bring myself to repay kindness with enmity."

Upon hearing this, the King of Kucha let out a long sigh.

The Yuezhi prince put down the sweet potato, lowered his head, and said:

"Uncle, I know I've disgraced our Western Regions. Do as you please, whether you want to kill me or torture me."

But to everyone's surprise, the King of Kucha simply patted him on the shoulder and said, "You're not wrong, it's only human nature."

What I'm trying to say is that your uncle also has thoughts of surrendering.

"what?"

The Yuezhi prince looked up in bewilderment.

You should know that the King of Kucha in front of him was the person he admired most.

In the Western Regions, the King of Kucha was invincible and renowned for his fierce military leadership.

Even such a person has thoughts of surrendering.

The psychological warfare tactics employed by the people of the Central Plains were truly remarkable.

The King of Kucha then said, "What I mean is, why don't we just surrender? There's no point in continuing the fight."

"Future generations will still criticize us behind our backs, accusing us of repaying kindness with enmity."

"A loss is a loss, there's nothing more to say."

The Yuezhi prince thought for a moment and nodded.

……

"Report!"

"This is to inform the Commander-in-Chief, and all the generals!"

Inside the central command tent, soldiers rushed in.

The empress instinctively reached for her longsword and went out to give orders.

But before that, she couldn't help but laugh and say:

"Today, the sun has truly risen in the west; these people from the Western Regions have actually taken the initiative to challenge us."

Upon hearing this, all the generals in the camp nodded in agreement.

These days, they are the ones who take the initiative to ask each other to play; the other party has never taken the initiative to ask once.

Just as the generals were about to leave the camp to lead their troops into battle, the soldier who had just entered quickly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"Inform the commander-in-chief, and all the generals, that the Western Regions have surrendered!"

The generals, who had already reached the entrance of the camp, paused upon hearing this.

They all turned around, staring incredulously at the soldiers who had just entered.

What is that?

It's gone down?

The generals exchanged glances, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.

The happiest person in the camp was none other than Commander Huangfu Song.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, slapping his own thigh repeatedly...