"Your Royal Highness!"

"Protect His Royal Highness!"

"Kill her!"

The surrounding Northern Army soldiers came to their senses, drew their weapons and rushed towards Estes.

Estes didn't even glance at the soldiers rushing towards him, half-crouched down, and pressed his hands to the ground. The power in her body began to surge, and a cold aura that frozen everything erupted from her body.

"Freeze it." A cold voice sounded and reached the ears of the soldiers around him. The soldiers felt chills all over their bodies, and then they lost consciousness completely in front of them.

Click..

With Estes as the center, the white snow began to freeze and spread rapidly to the four types. All the soldiers of the Northern Army who touched these frosts were instantly frozen into ice sculptures. There was not a trace of struggle, not a trace of screaming, not even the slightest realization that they were frozen into ice sculptures.

Wherever the frost passed, everything was frozen.

In just two minutes, nearly 50,000 soldiers of the entire Northern Army were frozen into ice sculptures, and everyone's expressions were frozen in place with anger, horror, or despair.

At this time, the thick dark clouds in the sky cracked out one after another, and the warm sunlight drilled out of the cracks and shone on the ice sculptures, which reflected slightly under the sunlight. At this moment, it seems that this is not a battlefield, but an ice sculpture appreciation meeting.

"Lord Estes! Mighty! ”

"Lord Estes! Mighty!!! ”

Seeing this, the soldiers of the empire raised their weapons one after another, and uttered their first shout of this war.

Estes stood in the middle of the ice sculpture, her long ice-blue hair fluttering in the breeze. The soft sunlight spread around her and on her beautiful face, making her seem less cold.

Snow, ice sculptures, sunshine, and beauties, this scene is like a hand-me-down painting, full of hazy beauty.

The soldiers looked feverishly at the figure in the center of the ice sculpture, and Lord Estes was still the strongest warrior.

Without the obstruction of the Northern Army, the Imperial soldiers successfully entered the capital of the foreign people in the north, and then screams rang out everywhere in the capital.

Their northern expeditionary army did not come here to suppress the alien races in the north, they came to exterminate them.

Today, the empire wants to completely slaughter this rebellious northern alien race, and warn those who are ready to move with these more than 200,000 northern alien races. No matter how dark and corrupt the politics of the empire were, the empire's army was still invincible.

After an hour, the whole country gradually fell silent. Blood completely stained the city, and all the people who were alive in the morning turned into corpses.

Regardless of gender, young and old, the soldiers of the empire spared no one. From today, this originally the most prosperous city in the north has become a ghost town.

Ha~ha~

Numa Sekka knelt on the ground like a dog, and lived up to his former spirits.

Estes sat on the Ice Throne and looked indifferently at Numa Seka, who was kneeling in front of him in silver armor. She tried to imprint the face in her mind onto Numa Sekka in front of her, imagining that it was the man kneeling in front of her.

"You're not him."

Estes lifted his right foot and stomped Numa Seka's head to pieces.

The brave of the north, pawn.

Estes leaned back on the throne, his azure eyes looking at the sky, stretched out his slender hand, and whispered, "I will become stronger, strong enough to knock you down." One day, I will make you surrender at my feet. ”

At this point, a system is on its way.

"Hello!" Xia Xuan rubbed his nose, "Why is your nose so itchy all of a sudden?" ”

Xia Xuan picked up the pen again and wrote his signature at the end of the letter he had just written.

[To Prime Minister Lee Chi Kwok]

"Power must be limited, and I have given them a chance this time, and I hope that some people will not be ignorant." Xia Xuan closed the letter, and then came out and clicked the button on the table to notify the assistant outside to come in.

In the next second, an assistant wearing an officer's uniform walked in, gave Xia Xuan a military salute, and said, "Your Majesty, is there something wrong?" ”

"Send these three letters to Admiral Li Anguo." Xia Xuan handed the three letters on the table to the assistant.

"Yes!" The assistant gave another military salute, then turned and walked out of the room.

After the door closed again, Xia Xuan was the only one left in the room. Xia Xuan turned to look at the golden dragon flag hanging behind him, and muttered to himself: "The warning has been sent, if it is not a mistake, then don't blame me." ”

A chill flashed in Xia Xuan's black eyes.

The three letters were addressed to the Prime Minister, the Parliament, and the Royal Party. The content is roughly that one tells Prime Minister Dongxia to track down those who cross the line. Second, talk to the council about the traditions of Bactria since ancient times. Third, tell the Imperial Party to give the Prime Minister some help.

After becoming a great magician, Xia Xuan completely absorbed and fused the memories of the original body with his powerful spiritual power, and was no longer like before, only remembering it by trying to recall it. When he first crossed over, even though he had been recalling the memories of his original body all day, his speed was still not fast. After all, the huge memory of more than 20 years was impossible for an ordinary person to read in a day or two.

After flipping through his memories, Xia Xuan knew an unspoken rule that all the high-ranking officials of the Eastern Xia Empire knew.

The nine military regions are completely subordinate to the parliament, but there is a situation in which the nine military regions will not listen to the parliament. That is, the emperor's orders conflict with the orders of the parliament, in which case as long as the emperor's orders are not too outrageous, the military district will choose to obey the emperor's orders.

The bill "On the Revision of the Emperor's Rights" submitted by the Imperial Party has entered the second trial, and its passage has almost become a reality. Of course, even if this bill is not passed, Xia Xuan doesn't care. From the moment he took out the portal to another world, the nine military regions were already firmly on his side.

Eastern Xia Empire, imperial capital.

In this empire, where every inch of land is valuable, there is a lot of ancient architecture. Mahogany, black tiles, moire, green bamboo, streams, the houses here are completely in the ancient Liuyun architectural style of Daxia, and coming here is like returning to ancient times.

This is Daxia College, the top school in the world, including elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university covering all levels of education.

Senior year, summer class.

The class in the name of Xia is not a genius gathered here, or the descendants of the top magnates of the Eastern Xia Empire.

A white-haired teacher with a very elegant temperament stood on the podium.

"Students, what we are going to study today is the origin of Daxia culture. This knowledge point is required every year, so everyone must listen carefully to this class. ”

"Let's first talk about the founder of Great Xia culture, Xia Zu."