In the far north of the country, there is a rolling mountain range bathed in snow and ice all year round, and legend has it that the goddess of frost lives on the highest peak of the mountain. Because of the extremely cold climate here, the world calls the highest mountain the top of the ice! It is so cold that no one can reach the top of the mountain alive.

At the foot of the mountain is a large-scale temple complex known to the Northlanders as the Frost Sanctuary.

It is home to the oldest and most powerful Cult of the Ice and Snow Goddess on the continent, with a recorded history dating back to the days of the York Empire.

Even in the era of imperial rule, the Cult of the Goddess of Ice had a transcendent status, and the Emperor repeatedly offered tribute to show his support for the Church. According to the records of the wild history, the Church of the Ice and Snow Goddess once invented a great killing weapon that could repel the demons that destroyed the world. Whether it is the official history or the wild history, it shows a problem, no one in the Ice and Snow Goddess Church can afford to mess with it!

Unlike the other three kingdoms, the supreme ruler of the Snowy Kingdom is not a king, but a church-appointed priest.

After the statecraft began to govern the country, he became the king externally, the king must obey the orders of the church, and major events must be decided by the church whether to carry out or not, the king has no decision-making power only the right to execute, and no one dares to disobey the orders of the church head-on.

At the age of 12, he tested his own icy bloodline, and the kingdom priest forced him to cut off his relationship with his parents and relatives and go to the temple of the Holy Mountain to test his physique.

The test almost cost them their own lives, and the priests drank the secret medicine for themselves, and let themselves strip naked and kneel in front of the statue of the goddess of the cold temple for a full 15 days! The wind and snow not only had their own skin in the dormitory, but even almost tore their own bones, and in the bone-chilling cold, only the statue of the goddess accompanied them! Let yourself grit your teeth and persevere!

His skin cracked, his blood was about to turn into ice, and he was about to freeze to death, at this time, the cold blood veins in his body awakened, and the ice element in the air frantically poured into his body, healing all the wounds, making himself no longer afraid of the cold, and gaining great power!

The Goddess of Frost is also known as the Goddess of Wisdom, and in ancient times, legend has it that the Goddess of Wisdom continues to enlighten mankind, allowing humans to master all kinds of knowledge, magic, and give them infinite power.

After becoming the Frost and Snow Priest, Henna learned a lot of knowledge about governing the country and was able to put forward a lot of constructive suggestions, and was chosen by the High Priest to be the queen of the Drifting Snow Country, and it has been 15 years now.

The kings of the Drifting Snow Kingdom have worked hard for one thing, which is to unify the world and end the troubled times! When Henna became king, she finally discovered that serving the goddess is one thing, and ruling the country is another! And the two are the opposite!

The church first hid behind the scenes, supporting a certain family to become the lord of the world, such as the once extremely powerful York Empire, but the York family gradually turned away from the church and made the world a mess.

Since then, the church has turned from darkness to light, and began to govern the country by sacrifices, and the form of governance is very popular, cultivating many powerful nobles, and controlling the country through each noble. The Church found that these nobles it had cultivated would become corrupt after a few decades, and it would be the same to destroy one horse and then support it!

But those corrupt moths are constantly corroding the country as if they cannot be killed endlessly!

Henna then gave up her original dream of maintaining the country well, but then found that it was difficult to maintain a stable country.

The nobles continued to exploit the commoners and secretly conquered each other, making the originally powerful national power decline day by day.

Henna once again lowered her requirements, just to maintain the state she was in when she first took over, but a series of political struggles and open guns and hidden arrows gradually corrupted Henna's mind, and Henna gradually became an old-fashioned and cold-blooded competent king!

If everyone is willing to fight, then why should they stop themselves! The more the nobles fight! The more secure their position is, the more the nobles will scramble to please themselves in order to gain their support. So Henna reaped an inexhaustible amount of money, precious treasures, handsome and heroic male favorites, and ministers who bowed down to their ears.

In countless lonely nights, Henna occasionally remembers her original intention, that naïve and ridiculous topic, to unify the world!

At the moment of the chaos in the Da Yu country, Haina finally found a glimmer of opportunity! As long as the Da Yu country can continue to be in turmoil, then maybe it can stir up the pattern of the world with the Da Yu country as the center, and find an opportunity to make the rule of the four countries become the rule of the three kingdoms, so even if his generation cannot complete the dream of unifying the world, then his successor can also complete the goddess's unification of the world faster on his own basis, so that the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment!

Henna sent all kinds of forces at her disposal to support the third prince of Da Yu Kingdom, so that the boy who was already good at leading troops to fight back had the strength to fight back.

Unexpectedly, the new king of Da Yu actually ceded land in exchange for a short period of peace, stabilizing the southern and eastern borders. Concentrate all your forces to attack the third prince in the north, this is a situation that he does not want to see.

Henna walked in front of a huge bronze mirror, looked at her aging face in the mirror, and painfully stroked the wrinkles on her face.

And under his own rule, the land of the Drifting Snow Country has not changed from when he succeeded him...

I can't wait any longer, even if I let all the nobles that the church has worked so hard to cultivate go to death, it doesn't matter! Even if I do something wrong in the future, let myself carry thousands of infamy! I must do all the pioneering deeds that all the previous statecraft sacrifices could not do!

A month later, the former third prince of Da Yu and now the Marquis of Piaoxue Country, Marsiri Bain, led an army of 200,000 people from the north of Da Yu to fight a decisive battle with the 380,000 defenders of the northern border of Da Yu!

Masiri had an army of 200,000, 50,000 cavalry, 100,000 infantry, 20,000 longbowmen, 10,000 crossbowmen, 20,000 reservists, and a 500-man melee mage guard.

The army in the north of Da Yu was led by the powerful figure of the Feng family, Piktarn-Feng. There were 200,000 infantry, 20,000 cavalry, 50,000 shortbowmen, 30,000 elite Changge soldiers, 10,000 mage guards, 50,000 temporary guards, and 50,000 reservists.

The two sides face off in a plain in the north.

First of all, Pictane, he is Pierre's elder brother and the son-in-law of the family. Although not as stupid as Pierre, his own talent is limited, and he is not too good at leading the army. Piktahn was very jealous of his talents, and many of the best generals in the army were secretly framed by Piktahn and driven out of the north. There were even many generals who were forced to defect to Amesvalon.

When he saw the former third prince Masiri leading a large army to kill, Pictane faintly felt that something was wrong. Masiri is a good soldier with soldiers, and when he didn't have many soldiers in his hands before, he could make waves!

Now with 200,000 fierce northern troops, Piktarn is still very bottomless in his heart! But at this time, he has to go on it! No one can step on the thunder for himself!

Masiri has been very depressed these days, the northern nobles have put together a large army for themselves and do not listen to the command, can not let their command talent play to the fullest, most of the time, he is begging others to do things, hanging an empty marquis's hat everyone buys.

But none of this matters, as long as you can kill back the royal capital and remove that Kerry from the throne, you will be the new king! You will be able to re-run the Da Yu country and restore the glory of the Da Yu country to its former glory! Only then can you break with the northern country, and now you have to treat these northern generals as your uncle!

Masiri sent 10,000 cavalry to the opponent's main position, trying to test the opponent's strength. Piktarn sent 50,000 infantry to meet the enemy, and 10,000 northern cavalry made a thunderous sound like a sharp knife into the 50,000 infantry. The fierce northern cavalry frantically slashed and killed the opponent's infantry, penetrating the opponent's formation in the blink of an eye, killing the opponent's 30,000 infantry, and the cavalry lost only 2,000 people.

Masiri rested the cavalry and continued to send another cavalry force of 10,000 men. Piktahn did not dare to slack off this time, and sent 50,000 infantry and 10,000 elite Changge soldiers. After the northern cavalry rushed into the infantry position, they were stopped by Piktaan's Changge soldiers, and began hand-to-hand combat with Piktaan's infantry, and despite some hard fighting, they still broke through the opponent's position and returned to their own formation in a circle. This time the northern cavalry lost 6,000 men, and only 4,000 returned to their positions, while Piktahn's infantry lost 30,000 and Changge's 5,000.

Masiri sent another cavalry force of 20,000 men to kill the opponent! At this time, the adjutant general beside Masiri reminded: "Lord Marquis, it is not appropriate for you to consume cavalry strength in such a way! The other party's cavalry troops have not yet been dispatched!"

Masiri smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry! After some temptation, the leader on the other side must be a straw bale!

The northern cavalry once again slaughtered with ferocity! Piktahn hurriedly dispatched 50,000 infantry and 20,000 Changge soldiers to block the opponent. On the battlefield, the wild cavalry and the big man wearing heavy armor and holding Changge collided together, and suddenly blood splashed everywhere on the battlefield, and people were constantly knocked off by war horses, and knights were constantly stabbed off their horses by Changge, and both sides were killed! After a big battle, only 3,000 of the 20,000 northern cavalry returned to their own formation, all 50,000 of Piktarn's 50,000 were killed, and 6,000 Changge soldiers returned.

After the battle, night fell, and the two sides died down, and each returned to recuperate and rest until the next day of the battle.

The next morning, the two sides continued to set up positions, and this time Masiri sent an infantry corps of 50,000 men to press up, and Pictane sent 20,000 cavalry, ready to abuse the other side!

After Piktahn's cavalry rushed up, the opposing infantry was crushed at the touch of a button, and in the blink of an eye, Piktaan hurriedly ordered 10,000 elite Changge men and 50,000 infantry to start pursuit. Just as the Pictan cavalry was chasing after each other, many longbowmen suddenly appeared from the flanks of the cavalry and began to shoot wildly. Pictane's cavalry could only turn and rush towards the longbowmen's position, but as soon as they approached the longbowmen's position, numerous giant crossbows were fired from behind the longbowmen's position, and Pictane's cavalry began to fall one after another, unable to advance or retreat. At this time, the infantry that had fled before began to turn their heads and counterattack, and Piktahn's cavalry troops were bitten by the dead and could not move.

At this time, 10,000 cavalry appeared on each flank of Piktahn's 10,000 Changge men and 50,000 infantry, and began to launch a fierce attack on the pursuing troops. As the battle heated, a few of Pictan's cavalry units fled, most of the cavalry was annihilated, and the northern longbowmen began to shift their positions to Piktaan's infantry positions. After a rain of arrows, Piktan's forces began to rout, and Masiri saw the opportunity to lead the infantry to press up, and Piktan's army was completely killed.

In this battle, Pictan lost 50,000 infantry, 20,000 cavalry, and 10,000 Changge soldiers. Masiri lost only 10,000 infantry, 10,000 reservists and 10,000 cavalry.

Night once again covered the land, and the soldiers on both sides dragged their tired bodies back to their stations. Masiri returned to the tent with great triumph and assigned the next day's military assignment under the admiring gaze of everyone, while Pictan returned to his tent in despair, rubbing his hands together on his face!

What the hell should we do! That guy in Masiri is so cunning! The troops in his hands can no longer withstand the attrition, and if he continues like this, then all the troops in his hands will be scrapped.

Yes! Escape! Flee with elite troops! As long as you have an army in your hand, you will still be a real power faction after returning to the royal capital!

At night, Piktarn, secretly gathered his henchmen, secretly mobilized 10,000 mage guards, and 50,000 shortbowmen, nominally going to attack at night, but in fact, mobilizing a large army to flee.

When everyone woke up the next day, they found that the main general had already run away, and there were only more than 100,000 miscellaneous troops left!

The army was in chaos all of a sudden, and the 50,000 temporary guards were all troops composed of some robbers and bandits, and when they saw that the general trend had gone, they began to recover their nature, began to rob the army's property, and then scattered in all directions, while the reserve army ran even faster, and tens of thousands of people instantly collapsed and disappeared. With 40,000 regular troops left nowhere to flee, they divided into small groups and fled in the direction of Amesvalon.

On the afternoon of the second day, when Masiri saw that the army of more than 100,000 had scattered without any desire to fight, he sighed in his heart that his eldest brother was surrounded by such goods? What did the eldest brother rely on to win the throne? If such a person can be a king! Then isn't it true that any cat or dog in this world can be a king!

Masiri gathered his troops and began to clean up the battlefield, collecting the supplies left behind by the army in the north of Da Yu and beginning to collect the fleeing soldiers.

At night, Masiri wrote a letter to the Queen of the Drifting Snow Country, hoping that the queen would continue to support her in leading the army to advance to the king of Da Yu!