At dawn, the wind in Shenjing City rises suddenly, and if someone carefully examines the direction of this wind, they will find that it is not the usual north wind, but from the southeast.

Shenjing City is located in Youzhou in the northwest of Great Xia, and the southeast of Youzhou is the origin of the human race, Gwangju!

White Emperor Palace, Imperial Palace.

Today's Early Dynasty is coming to an end, and this time, the young Lord of Great Xia focused on the holy decrees issued before the two annual festivals.

The hoarding of cold equipment by the Ministry of Households, and the development of snow environment equipment by the Ministry of Industry.

As soon as this information came out, the civil and military officials in the Imperial Palace couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, because the will that Zhao Yu wanted to express behind his back was extremely clear, and the time for Great Xia to attack the Extreme North Snow Field may be much earlier than the previously expected July and August.

Since Zhao Yu ascended the throne, his style of acting steadily and progressively, often surprising the officials, so the officials in the palace who have been surprised have written down the young emperor's thoughts and compared them with the progress of the things under his jurisdiction to see if there is any delay, and at the same time secretly pondered the plan set before, but he was afraid that he would disrupt the premise.

Just as the cultural relics were secretly thinking to themselves, the first ray of Cheng Xi in the east just pierced through the darkness and shone down, and the orange light shone on the solemn black and gold gate of the Imperial Palace, and then in the bell tower of the noon gate of the White Emperor Palace, a heroic Imperial City Guard looked up at the light above the sky, and opened his mouth to let out a roar:

"The sun rises, the clock rises, and everything revives!"

After the roar, inside the bell tower, a team of Imperial City Guards pushed the extremely thick firing pin forward at the same time, and then struck the White Emperor Bell, and suddenly a thick and vigorous bell sounded, centered on it, and spread to the entire Shenjing City.

"Boom!"

The quaint and desolate bell clearly entered the Imperial Palace, and then the old eunuch standing below Zhao Yu, his vicissitudes of life swept the circle below, and opened his mouth to let out a unique shout:

"When the morning bell rings, hundreds of officials have something to do, ignoring the class and retreating!"

The voice of the old eunuch fell, and Zhao Yu, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the imperial palace below with his dark eyes.

In Zhao Yu's sight, the civil and military officials were raising their hands and patting their sleeves gently, tidying up their clothes and preparing to kneel and retire, but at this moment, everything around the young emperor seemed to disappear, and then a murderous intent enveloped his body.

This killing machine fell straight down from the nine heavens, there was no substance, nothing but in Zhao Yu's induction, a sword fell from the sky above the entire Imperial Palace, carrying infinite green energy, stirring the wind and clouds of the entire sky.

Under the extremely surprised gaze of the hundred officials, Zhao Yu on the throne stood up directly, and the boundless infinite imperial power swept in all directions in an instant, and at the same time, the entire Imperial Palace seemed to press on a whole Kunlun giant mountain, and even the air stopped flowing.

"How daring!"

Accompanied by a sound of Huanghuang Emperor's voice, the cultural relics in the hall were directly subdued, and at the same time, in Zhao Yu's body, under the stimulation of the heavenly killing machine, the warlike bloodline that belonged to the Zhao clan burst outward in an instant, and the young emperor's veins transformed by the law of the saint then exploded outward, and the vast power that had been concentrated to the extreme was raised one level higher.

The entire Imperial Palace was swept away by a relentless storm, and then the hundred officials who were kneeling on the ground shouted at the same time:

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

The uniform voice of the hundred officials of the cultural relics has not yet fallen, and the door of the Imperial Palace was directly pushed open by one person, and then a priest wearing the robe of Si Tianjian ran all the way forward, and then knelt in front of Zhao Yu, opened his mouth and let out an angry roar:

"Your Majesty, there is an emergency in Gwangju Metropolitan City, Murong He, the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and the incarnate Qinglian is shrouded for three hundred miles, and he has made a battle post to His Majesty in the Burial Sword Lake, after seven days, victory is holy, and defeat is extinguished, and the whole city can be heard clearly. ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire Imperial Palace was in an uproar, and then there was a burst of anger.

On the high platform, the dark golden emperor's robe flew, under the crown of heaven, Zhao Yu, whose face was unparalleled, his face remained unchanged, and he took a step forward, and the entire White Emperor Palace seemed to be shaken violently, and the eyes of the Nine Heavens Phoenix and the four-winged Xuanyao soaring in the Imperial Palace lit up at the same time.

"So this is your choice, and it is also my opportunity!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu put away all the momentum on his body, gently waved the big sleeves of the emperor's robe forward, turned around and walked away, only the voice that was still as smooth as usual lingered in the entire imperial hall:

"Retreat from the dynasty and tell Yuan Bai that the plan to place the stone statue tower remains unchanged, and from now on, the Shenwei and the Shadow Wing Army and the Benlei Army will block the entire Wanjian Mountain, and they will not be allowed to enter or exit, and I will retreat on the Phoenix Terrace for seven days, and during this time, the political affairs will be handled and handed over to the cabinet for disposal. ”

Hearing this, the horror on his face was even stronger than that of Fang Cai, and he directly kowtowed forward without hesitation, and the sound of shouting in unison resounded throughout the Imperial Palace:

"Your Majesty is the lord of Great Xia, please think twice!"

"My Zhao clan is the world that fought on horseback, and it has always been a glory forged with blood, once I retreat, it will be the entire Great Xia that retreats, how can I say that I will expand the territory and create a foundation for all generations!"

Between the incomparably smooth imperial voices, Zhao Yu's not burly back gradually disappeared from the sight of civil and military officials.

At the same time, in the entire Gwangju Metropolitan City, the drowsiness in the early morning had already been completely shattered by Murong and the war sticker, and all the people knew that within half a day, the entire Metropolitan City would become the center of a super storm in the Great Xia Dynasty.

On the top of Wanjian Mountain, after Murong He's voice resounded in the sky, the eldest girl in white by the lake couldn't recover from the horror for a long time, and after a long time, Jian Sheng slowly knelt down, kowtowed heavily to the huge green lotus with buds waiting to be released in the void on the lake, and then used all his strength to send his voice out:

"Master, I implore you to think twice!"

On the Burial Sword Lake, the girl's voice sounded, but there was no response, only endless cyan sword qi, and the edge of the coercion raged in the air, and then Jian Sheng kowtowed to Qinglian again, and continued to speak:

"Master, the apprentice begs you to take back the battle post you have placed before. ”

Then she still couldn't get a response from Murong He, the girl pursed her lips tightly, her hands on the ground clenched fiercely, and slowly bowed for the third time, and the same words continued to resound throughout the lake.

The girl's pleading voice echoed the sky, and she fell to her knees, unwilling to rise.

I don't know how long it took for the blue lotus above the sky to react, it bloomed slightly outward, and at the same time, Murong He's voice came downward:

"Sheng'er, this is a battle sticker for the luck of the entire kendo of the master, and it can't be recovered. ”