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Except for the old man who opened the door, there were only four male servants in the huge mansion, and they all bowed to Chen Hao nervously.

They are all afraid of being evicted by their new owners.

Being a slave in the Earl's Mansion is much better than ordinary people. At least you have enough food and clothing.

No worries about food and clothing.

For most people in this era, it is undoubtedly a great happiness.

Chen Hao glanced at the four servants, then looked at the yard. The ground, doors and windows were spotless, and said, "Have you cleaned it?"

"No, it's not cleaned by little people. All the houses were sealed before, and the gates of each courtyard were also sealed. Yesterday, the government sent people to tear off the seals, clean them thoroughly, and replace some damaged furniture with new ones. .”

The old man guarding the gatehouse answered truthfully.

Chen Hao didn't ask any more questions, walked towards the house facing him, opened the door, and found exquisitely crafted wooden furniture inside.

"These are tables and chairs made of Yuzhou iron wood. Just one chair is worth dozens of taels of silver!" Tang Xian looked moved.

Yuzhou ironwood, as the name suggests, is a kind of wood produced in Yuzhou. It is extremely hard, comparable to copper and iron, hence the name ironwood.

Furniture made of this kind of wood is strong and durable, and will not be easily deformed or cracked even if it is soaked by water.

Because this tree grows slowly, it is highly valued.

Chen Hao thought of the huanghuali and golden nanmu in another world. He glanced at Tang Xian and said, "Don't be surprised."

Tang Xian smiled awkwardly.

This Earl's Mansion has a total of five entrances, twelve large and small courtyards, one hundred and twenty houses, a large garden, stables, and a row of warehouses.

After taking a look around, Chen Hao estimated that if he moved in, he would need at least twenty servants just to keep the house clean and tidy.

"Find me a reliable butler."

Chen Hao told Tang Xian that he would not move in at the moment, so he did not need too many servants, but he could not lack a housekeeper.

Someone had to manage the house while he was away. After all, it was given to him by the emperor, so he couldn't just take it lightly.

Tang Xian nodded in agreement.

"Have you seen enough?" Chen Hao asked Tang Xian and Fan Sheng.

The two nodded subconsciously.

"Then go back to the Supervision Department." Chen Hao said and walked out.

Just leave like that?

Tang Xian and Fan Sheng looked at each other in surprise.

Such a magnificent house and such a good environment, the young master doesn't care at all?

When Chen Hao returned to the Supervision Department, where civil and military officials talked with disgust or gnashed their teeth, he felt that it was warmer than the Earl's Palace.

The next few days were quiet in Shengjing.

Everyone was paying attention to Qingzhou thousands of miles away, so much so that the prince in charge of the country had no intention of targeting Chen Hao.

West courtyard lobby.

Chen Hao flipped through the Qingzhou intelligence compiled on his desk. Everything seemed to be going well, and Emperor Yongxing's troops were extremely stable.

It can be called a camp every step of the way.

Furthermore, the emperor took away many powerful men from noble families and recruited third-grade warriors from various major sects.

This is an extremely huge force.

Regardless of the God of War level warriors, the number of third-grade warriors on the Qingzhou front line was definitely greater in Daxia than in the blood clan who rushed to fight.

Chen Hao thought about it and couldn't think of anything wrong.

"Report!"

Outside the lobby, a captain clasped his fists and saluted.

"What's the matter?" Chen Hao raised his head and stared at the captain.

The captain quickly walked into the lobby and presented a secret letter to Chen Hao, saying: "I have been ordered by Master Liu to deliver this secret letter to your hands."

Chen Hao took the secret letter and waved his hand to signal the captain to retreat.

After the captain retreated, he opened the secret letter, which contained only one sentence: This morning, the Holy Lord ordered the army to attack the vampire army that had retreated into the Yunling Mountains.

It's war!

Chen Hao was shocked.

………………

Qingzhou.

Yunling Mountain area.

The holy chariots were lined up at the top of a mountain.

Under the yellow Luogai umbrella, Emperor Yongxing sat on the dragon chair, calm and powerful.

Fan Wenbing and Eunuch Hong stood on both sides of the dragon chair.

More than a dozen military attachés with titles and dozens of civilian officials gathered behind the dragon chair, surrounded by dense guards.

The two military leaders, Taiwei Cui Heng and Privy Councilor Lei Jing, were not with Emperor Yongxing.

The two of them were commanding the armies to fight respectively.

Yunling stretches for thousands of miles.

The battlefield in front of Emperor Yongxing is only a part of the entire battlefield, but it is extremely critical. Breaking through the vampire defense line from here can cut off the hundreds of thousands of vampire troops distributed in Yunling, and then separate and surround them.

Once the vampire army is divided and surrounded, it will take the top powerhouse to reverse the crisis.

Emperor Yongxing, who seemed expressionless, actually had expectations.

Down the mountain.

There was a loud cry of killing.

More than 100,000 imperial troops in Great Xia, led by hundreds of upper-level third-level warriors, continuously attacked the vampire military formations and temporary defense lines.

In the sky, special arrows and spears shot from ballistas covered the sky and the sun, mixed with huge fireballs.

The strong men on both sides blocked large swaths of arrows and flying spears for those behind, and exploded fireballs.

The fireballs exploded in the air, as brilliant as fireworks.

There are many strong men of the third level on both sides catching and fighting in the air.

Throughout the battlefield, mountains continued to break and the ground collapsed.

The soldiers with average cultivation were like cannon fodder, dying in droves. However, the warriors of Daxia fought one after another without fear of death.

On the battlefield, those who shrink away from fear will die faster.

These elite soldiers who have fought many battles understand this truth, not to mention that the emperor is holding the battle from behind and motivating every Daxia soldier.

Since Daxia has an absolute advantage in terms of the number of upper-level third-level warriors, the casualties are much smaller than those of the Vampires.

Emperor Yongxing, who was watching the battle from a high place, stared indifferently at the bloody battlefield. This battle was related to the safety of Daxia. As long as he won, no matter how many people died, it was worth it!

Most of the civil servants were frightened.

Some civil servants felt that the fighting was too bloody and cruel, and turned their heads away and could not bear to watch any more.

"At this moment, I believe you understand why I and my ancestors treat warriors favorably and allow Daxia to practice martial arts."

Emperor Yongxing glanced at the accompanying civil servants as he spoke.

No one said a word.

"Because without warriors, there would be no Daxia, and there would even be no human race!" Emperor Yongxing's sonorous and powerful words made the warriors present excited.

Daxia did not treat warriors badly.

They are willing to wipe out Daxia's liver and brains.

At this moment, the Daxia soldiers rushing in front shouted excitedly, their shouts shaking the sky.

"Breakthrough the enemy's formation!"

"We are going to win!"

"Long live Daxia, long live the Holy One!"

"Long live!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, stimulating the fighting spirit of Daxia soldiers.

Emperor Yongxing watched the blood clan's defense line gradually collapse, and listened to the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

He saw hope of victory.

However, his expression was still stern, neither proud nor happy. He knew very well that the real decisive battle had not yet begun.

On the side, Fan Wenbing stared at the battlefield, slowly clenched his fists, and murmured in his heart: "We fell at the most critical moment!"

When the vampire's defense line was about to be penetrated, a powerful aura spread from a distance to the battlefield, followed closely by another.

Only two princes?

Emperor Yongxing's eyes narrowed slightly, holding one arm of the dragon chair with one hand, waiting for the third blood prince to appear.

If the Blood Clan had only two princes to hold the battle in Yunling, they would definitely be defeated.