Martial Sage

Suddenly.

A picture appeared in Tang Hao's mind.

The lonely smoke in the desert, the setting sun.

A burly general dressed in black armor, stood immediately.

Behind him, eighteen horses lined up quietly.

Each is dressed in black, with a scimitar on the waist, a face mask, and a black scarf on the head. Under the strict attire, they couldn't see their true colors, and their eyes with awe-inspiring killing intent made people shudder.

The eighteen iron riders stepped on their riding boots, and the daggers on their riding boots were cold and dazzling. Each person in black wears a big bow, and there are eighteen arrow feathers in the quiver.

The full moon scimitar in the hand of the iron rider was dripping with red blood stains.

In front of him was a sea of ​​corpses, endless corpses of Turkic soldiers, and a thick bloody atmosphere filled the vast desert.

Kill, slaughter.

No one saw how tragic this battlefield was. They only knew that the eighteen riders in front of them had won.

The leading general took a coldly glance at the battlefield that resembled Shura's purgatory. The scimitar scabbed, his expression frightened, and he shouted sharply.

"Scatter."

With an order, the eighteen horses behind him moved with the sound and left.

Tang Hao slowly returned to reality from the screen and let out a long sigh.

At this moment, as if commanding the eighteen-ridden general to be himself, his expression was excited, his heart was surging, and his hands trembled faintly.

"This is the combat power of the Eighteen Cavaliers!"

Tang Hao muttered to himself in shock, and his heart became firmer in owning the idea of ​​building Shibaqi.

Early the next morning.

Tang Hao got up early. After some exercise, he was sweating profusely, and he was full of energy. He washed and bathed under the service of four beautiful maids.

Now that the Battle of the Northern Territory has just ended, in a short period of time, neither the Datang nor the Turks will launch a large-scale war in a short period of time.

Especially that Turk, under Tang Hao's surprise attack, not to mention the loss of soldiers, the Turk tribe was fragmented, and it took a lot of time to recuperate.

In other words, during this period of time, Tang Hao could stay in Chang'an City and set up his own eighteen riders with peace of mind.

Outside the Viscount Mansion at this time.

Cheng Chumo, who came in a hurry, was stopped by two guards at the gate of the palace.

Cheng Chumo was shocked and suspicious. It was only a day before Tang Hao's Viscount Mansion had even been equipped with his family.

"Hurry up and report to your Patriarch, saying that I will come to visit Cheng Chumo."

Jia Ding's attitude is very respectful, said cupped hands.

"My son, please wait a moment."

After that, he went to inform Tang Hao.

Tang Hao, who was tasting tea, learned that Chen Chumo had come, and hurriedly put down the tea bowl in his hand, and rushed to the gate of the mansion to greet him with the two young men.

Tang Hao said loudly as Chen Chu, a watcher from afar, stood silently at the door.

"Brother Cheng, long time no see."

Looking at Tang Hao with a smile on his face, Chen Chu sighed silently.

"On the first day I returned to the house, I greeted a few cups and fell asleep until this morning. I just heard the news, so I rushed over."

Tang Hao glanced at the pedestrians on the side of the street, saw many people looking inside the mansion, and said.

"Brother Cheng, let's go in and talk."

Cheng Chu nodded with a silent smile, and then the two of them entered the Viscount Mansion together.

Stepping into the mansion, passing through the gates and corridors, looking at the servants and maids who were busy in the mansion, Cheng Chumo was more surprised.

"Brother Tang, where did your servants and servants come from?"

Tang Hao responded with a smile.

"They were bought by an old friend whom I made."

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Cheng Chumo was stunned, took a look at these servants, and said.

"Brother Tang, I think these house servants are not as gorgeous as the house servants of the rich clan, but they behave neatly. Especially the housekeeper who guards the house, his words are tactful and respectful, so that I am an old man. You also had to wait at the gate of the mansion according to the rules."

"Such servants must have lived in the rich and powerful families for a long time, and it is difficult to buy them. You are a good way to recruit dozens of hundreds of people at once."

Tang Hao smiled faintly and refused to answer.

For a while, Cheng Chumo was extremely suspicious.

Who was the old friend Tang Hao was talking about? He had such a great ability to recruit so many high-quality domestic servants at once.

Walking into the yard where Tang Hao lived, looking at the new furnishings and the right furnishings inside and outside the yard, Cheng Chumo felt another surprise in his heart.

Earlier, Cheng Chumo felt that Tang Hao hurriedly arrived at this empty Viscount Mansion. In this Chang'an City, he was unaccompanied. Except for the gold and silver artifacts that his Majesty rewarded, he was ashamed in his pocket. I am afraid that he will be in torment today. Spend.

Looking at it now, I am completely worried by myself.

Seeing that it is well organized inside and out, none of the things that should have been left out, and the furnishings are completely brand new, presumably they should have been newly purchased.

Quietly for a day, this Viscount's mansion has been completely renewed. This speed, this efficiency, I'm afraid that many government offices and prefectures can't match it.

This not only made Cheng Chu silently think of the servants from Cheng Mansion, but the difference from the servants in the Viscount Mansion in front of him was not on the same level.

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