Qin Zhiyi was teaching in the house, while Fei Chengsheng was free to do other things.

He has sent He Changxuan to find out that Atulu has privately raised three thousand elite soldiers, all of whom are good at killing enemies on the battlefield.

They even collected some bandits and desperadoes who fled from the Central Plains.

Judging from this information alone, this group of elite soldiers secretly trained by Arturu are all capable of ruthless attacks. Once they are passive, they may fall into an irreversible situation.

After inquiring about this information, Fei Chengsheng also began to plot and plan everything of his own.

This time, he was not like in the past, when he picked up the knife and started fighting once he heard about any trouble.

The best policy is to make complete preparations, how to protect your wife and children, and how to resolve the crisis.

The emperor's troops have been mobilized here. Due to the large number of people, the journey will probably take about seven days.

Moreover, it has been more than five days since he set out. He must control this place before the emperor and other soldiers arrive.

At night, Fei Chengsheng called He Changxuan and several other trusted subordinates and told him his thoughts.

"To capture the thief first, capture the king. The first goal is to capture Atulu. As for those desperadoes, they recognize money but not people. If they capture Aturu, their masters will be us."

He Changxuan frowned at this time and said: "But before taking Atulu, the masters recognized by those desperadoes were still Atulu. If we go there rashly, I'm afraid we will be outnumbered. Master, why don't you give me this task? I'll go

Be the vanguard and catch him off guard."

Fei Chengsheng just looked at him indifferently: "I will lead a dozen people to go out at night. You can stay here for now. I have other things that need you to deal with."

After listening to his words, He Changxuan no longer said that he wanted to be with his master, because his master had already told him to deal with the aftermath, so he would naturally make arrangements.

That night, Fei Chengsheng told Qin Zhiyi that he was going to the study to handle official business, warmed her bed and went out.

Qin Zhiyi responded and fell into a drowsy sleep.

What he didn't know was that Fei Chengsheng had walked out of the room, and a dozen of his subordinates were already waiting outside.

With just one look, a dozen people all knew what to do.

All of them are masters of Qinggong and martial arts.

Fei Chengsheng had also inquired about Atulu during the day. He quietly flew to the palace where Atulu was and heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from inside.

Looking from the lights printed next to it, one could see many beauties dancing gracefully in the palace.

It was obviously a very cold day, but the beauties were wearing thin clothes and shivering while dancing hard.

If it weren't for the tears still hanging on his face, it would really be called a peaceful life of singing and dancing, and a life like a heavenly palace.

More than a dozen people were quietly crouching on the eaves, ready to wait for an opportunity.

Atulu leaned on the chair, and sitting under him was a dragon chair that was exactly the same as the Emperor of Dali.

When he was drinking to his heart's content, Arturu said to the people around him: "Go and get me the dragon robe quickly. I will ascend the throne now, and I will make them my concubines now!"

The people who were also drinking beside him burst into laughter. One of them, a man with a scar on his face, looked particularly familiar. Fei Chengsheng just thought for a moment and remembered who this man was.

This was the criminal thief whom he had captured with his own hands and handed over to Batulu to be imprisoned in a water prison.

Although they burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes in the Central Plains, they mutilated many young girls over the course of several months, causing them to lose their innocence, and some even lost their lives.

Soon, several people brought the dragon robe over. Atulu threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, took it with big steps and put it on.

He himself is a barbarian, tall and thick-set, with fierce facial features and a beard. Now that he is wearing a dragon robe from the Central Plains, he looks neither fish nor fowl.

But he didn't know it. After putting it on, he tied the belt and laughed.

Seeing this, everyone present stood up from their seats, knelt down to him and said, "Long live my emperor!"

Fei Chengsheng gave a look and the rest of his subordinates knew that the time had come and it was time to take action.

More than a dozen people fell lightly from the roof and landed quietly behind those people.

By the time they realized it, the sword in their hands had quickly cut their throats.

The others reacted and shouted: "Who is this!"

Artulu also felt a chill in his back at this time. Seeing that the leader was Fei Chengsheng, his first reaction was to take a step back, and then shouted loudly: "Prince Regent! Are you going to rebel and disobey the emperor's order?"

"Disobey the emperor's order?"

Fei Chengsheng smiled: "Arturu, which imperial order are you talking about? Do you mean it yourself or the emperor's?"

Only then did Atulu realize that he was still wearing a dragon robe.

When this matter was revealed, he didn't explain much, picked up the sword at hand, shouted and rushed towards Fei Chengsheng.

The rest of the people quickly joined the fight.

People in the Western Region are tall, brave and good at fighting, while people in the Central Plains are slender and agile in action.

Although they look like they are weighing a thousand pounds, they are evenly matched when fighting.

Fei Chengsheng held a sword in his hand and confronted Atulu. Seeing that he was retreating steadily, Atulu began to persuade him with good words.

"Your Highness, everything Arturu has done is for you, Your Highness!"

"You are brave, good at fighting, talented and beautiful, and you are the biological flesh and blood of the late emperor. This throne should be yours!"

Fei Chengsheng was not fooled at all and asked him instead: "Do you think you should be the one or me? The dragon chair and dragon robe are ready, do you think I will believe your lies?"

Atulu was speechless. Seeing Fei Chengsheng's attacks getting harder and harder, he had to go all out. But even so, when the big knife in his hand struck Fei Chengsheng, he was still knocked away by the sword in his hand.

A few meters away.

Seeing this, Atulu stood firm and whistled loudly.

After the fight, he burst into laughter.

"If you kill me today, I want you to regret it for the rest of your life and live in pain for the rest of your life!"

The fierceness in Fei Chengcheng's eyes became even more obvious when he heard this, until finally, he sealed his throat with a sword.

Aturu's eyes widened and he looked at this scene in disbelief.

He only felt a pain in his neck, then warm liquid flowed down bit by bit, and then he saw blood dripping from between his fingers.

Fei Chengsheng put away his sword and said in a cold voice: "I spared you in the first place because I wanted you to lead the people of Biancheng to live a peaceful life. I told you when I spared you that your life belongs to me, and I can do it at any time."

You can take them all away.”

"Now, I will take your dog's head!"

After Atulu heard this, the big knife in his hand fell to the ground, and his whole body collapsed instantly like a big mountain.

Seeing this situation, the other desperate desperadoes who were still struggling were in chaos.

Fei Chengsheng directly chopped off Atulu's head, held it up and said: "Keep your eyes wide open, your hard-working master has been killed by me. Without the promise, the person who gave you money and beauty will either be captured without mercy.

I can fulfill everything he promised, or there is only one word - death."
Chapter completed!