Dilling was saying it lightly, but Sterling knew that there was more to it than that. Di Lin was forced to surrender yesterday by the fifteenth army of the demon race, leaving behind more than 100,000 surrendered demon soldiers, he himself led his troops straight to the battlefield, looking at the exhaustion of Di Lin and the accompanying soldiers and horses with black circles under their eyes, they must have been rushing day and night without resting.

Soldiers and horses traveled 120 miles day and night, which was enough speed to run a dead horse. No one would have done such a high-intensity march unless it was not necessary and urgent. Sterling knew that Dilling was preparing for a rainy day and preparing himself for defeat. He was preparing to retreat in the direction of Dìdū when he was preparing to lose the battle, preparing to resist the pursuit of the Demon God Emperor.

This fearful and ruthless inspector general is genuinely concerned about himself. Sterling was moved and whispered, "Thank you, big brother." ”

Di Lin smiled indifferently, and he already knew it in his heart: "What is there to thank." Tell me, what's going on? I'll go back and report to Your Highness. ”

"The eleventh army of the demon race was completely annihilated, the fifth army of the demon race was completely annihilated, the sixteenth army of the demon clan surrendered, the third army of the demon race was defeated, and 20,000 people ran away, and Ah Xiu was pursuing; the only one who escaped was the Yulin army, Yun Qianxue and Karan ran fast with the soldiers and horses, but it is estimated that there are not a few soldiers left in the Yulin army; the guards brigade was surrounded by our regiments, and it was only a matter of time before they were completely annihilated.

As for the head of the enemy, Pei Ma was captured alive, Ling Buxu was killed, Ma Wei disappeared, Yun Qianxue and Karan ran away, and Yerma was said to have been captured by the Far Eastern Army. Only the Demon God Emperor is still missing, some say he ran away, some say he was killed.

The specific trophies and the number of enemies killed and captured cannot be counted, but one thing is certain: the main force of the Demon Clan's Western Invasion Army, the main force of the Demon Legion of the six Seneas, has been completely wiped out!"

As Sterling spoke, his subordinates planted the captured demon flags on the ground one by one, next to the corpses of the demon soldiers who had been killed. The morning breeze blows, these colorful flags roll and blow open, and the demon warriors lie on the ground like felled wood, their faces are facing the sky, their faces are pale, and their eyes are wide and dull staring at the fluttering flags, and the flags are also fluttering, fluttering above these warriors who seem to be asleep. On the horizon in the distance, facing the morning light, you can see the infantry of the Southeast Army pulling the captured demon baggage, column after column, stretching endlessly.

Di Lin scrutinized the flags, one by one. The patterns on the flags are varied and colorful. Birds, lions, iron walls, giants, the countless flags that were still flying above the heads of the demon army yesterday, except for the imperial flag, have all fallen into the hands of human blood stains and victory at this moment. These symbols, which embody the most glorious and proud symbols in the history of the various tribes of the Demon Kingdom, are now thrown at the feet of Di Lin like garbage by humans.

Looking at these flags, and then looking at the terrible battlefield with no end in sight, the mountains of corpses, the short guns inserted in the battlefield, and even the rising Lirì was dyed with a layer of blood red by this battlefield, rising. In the bright light of the morning, they could clearly see the vast battlefield, from the foot of Bataan to the vast highlands and jungles on both sides, full of broken spears, machetes, and heavy swords, everywhere burning tents and baggage, and the corpses of men and horses piled up, and on the mountain of corpses poked up one hand and one by one, like flags planted on it. In this bloody battlefield, the corpses are endless.

Di Lin showed a relaxed intoxication, and he said solemnly: "This is a great victory, and the whole kingdom has fallen before us, which is unparalleled in history. The significance of the Battle of Bataan is indescribable!"

He patted Sterling on the shoulder vigorously: "Well done, Sterling, this job is so beautiful, no one can do it so beautifully! No one can take away the title of the first general of mankind!"

Sterling shook his head humbly: "Big brother, I deserve it." In this battle, my contribution is very small, if it weren't for Ah Xiu dragging down the Demon God Emperor and the Guards Brigade, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the wind and frost, if it wasn't for you to suppress the fifteenth army of the demon race, who would have killed the deer, it would be difficult to say. What's more, this battle suffered heavy casualties, and our army was greatly damaged, and it is already difficult to say that it is a victory. ”

"History doesn't remember the details. Di Lin sighed softly, "No. History has always remembered only the winners. ”

'I'm just worried about the Demon God Emperor right now, if we can't get rid of him, we won't be at ease. If he doesn't die, we can't say that this battle is a complete victory. Now his whereabouts are unknown, and it is unknown whether he escaped or was killed. ”

"It is possible to be killed, and it is impossible to escape. The Demon God Emperor was arrogant, his eyes were above the top, and he would not tolerate himself running away in front of a group of mortals. ”

Stirling looked at Dilling in surprise: "Why are you so sure?"

Di Lin smiled but did not answer. Although he had only met the Demon God Emperor once, just as the Demon God Emperor felt the fiery ambition contained in Di Lin, Di Lin also felt the arrogance of the Demon God Emperor like a lonely peak and white snow. This person has an unshakable inside, and his temperament and demeanor are silently reflecting the characteristics of pride.

That peerless man will not change because of any external force. How can it be imagined that such a man would be chased by humans because of his defeat?

With Di Lin arrived, not only were there 8,000 Jīng sharp military police iron cavalry, but more importantly, they brought with them the special forces 101st Division. The division had shown terrible power in the Battle of the Langcang River, breaking the fleet of the Liufeng Army and laying the foundation for Zichuan Xiu's victory. Now, this secret force of the Zichuan family has once again entered the battle, announcing the demise of the remnants of the demon armored beasts.

There was no need for infantry units to go into battle anymore, and under the bombardment of long-range catapults, the positions hastily built by the armored beasts disappeared in an instant. Under the dense slinging of stones, the armored beast legions, which had planned to defend to the death, could no longer sit still, and they rushed out of their positions and swarmed down the high slopes.

"Get ready, wind up!"

There is one positional commander for every ten ballistas. The commanders, all dressed in black gendarmerie uniforms, poked like nails in front of the ballista positions. The astonishing momentum of the dark clouds surging up the high slope did not bother the crossbow machine gendarmes, who, as they normally trained, skillfully and quickly pressed the sharp arrows into the boxes of the crossbow machines in rows, and pulled the strings vigorously with their special steel tongs, and the sound of a piercing string wire was incessant.

Loud passwords rang out from all over the position from time to time: "Machine No. 1 is ready!"

"Unit 2 is ready!"

"Machine Eight is ready!"

"The first detachment is ready!"

"The second detachment is ready!"

"The Eleventh Detachment is ready!"

"Lord Qiyu, all fifty-eight groups are ready!"

Di Lin gave the order to attack: "Qi shè, and then each group zìyóushè hit." ”

A shrill whistle sounded throughout the formation, and the signal of the general attack was released! At the same time, the black-clothed commanders waved the small red flag held high in their hands violently, and in a burst of mechanical creaking, the four hundred and forty crossbow machines were in full swing!

Under the impact of this metal storm, the group of armored beasts that were charging seemed to be swept by an invisible giant with a big comb, and the scene of those behemoths falling to the ground was particularly spectacular, hundreds of armored beasts fell unwillingly and rolled in the huge screams, and countless gaps appeared in the ranks of the attacking armored beasts, becoming sparse.

"The attack is effective, the attack is effective!" The trembling excited voice of the observer came from the forward observation post, and a warm cheer sounded on the head, the soldiers of the Southeast Army and the Far East Army expressed their excitement by whistling vigorously and stomping their feet, while the half-orcs waved their big sticks and roared to the sky, and the head of the formation resounded with a warm cheer, no one could have imagined that the armored beast monster that had made the Far Eastern Army suffer so much in the past two days would be so easily cleaned up by Di Lin.

The gendarmes of the 101st Special Division were indifferent to their results. Their indifferent expressions did not look like they were fighting, but like workers working on an assembly line, mechanically repeating the same movements, loading, propelling, winding, observing, aiming, and firing, so that more than 400 crossbow machines were like an erupting volcano, pouring metal blows on the armored beasts intensively and uninterruptedly, bringing terrifying death, screams, and blood.

"A row of twelve arrows can be fired in a row, can be fired in a row, can also be fired in a single shot, four hundred meters shè distance, can penetrate the hard skin of armored beasts, skilled cāo as a personnel reloading time of two minutes, an average of three and a half minutes can send shè a row of ......"

Listening to the number of crossbow machines reported by the scouts, the generals of the Liufeng family were silent, and their faces were uncertain. Of course, they who were familiar with the war could see that the sharp weapon used to deal with the armored beast could also be used against the cavalry of the Liufeng family - or, this kind of efficient killing weapon was simply made to charge against the light cavalry of the Liufeng family, but it was just a mistake, and the armored beast of the demon clan tasted the bitterness first.

Major General Ying Mulan, who had the fastest mental arithmetic, quickly came up with the result: "Theoretically, as long as there are only one hundred and fifty such crossbow machines in turn, they can stop the cavalry charge of five thousand people, and only a very small number of cavalry with the best luck can rush to the front of the battle in hand-to-hand combat." If we double the number of cavalry, the enemy will only need to increase the number of crossbows to 250 to stop us. Your Highness, we have to be cautious with the Zichuan family in the future. ”

"Bastard!" Lieutenant General Xiao Yuan shouted: "Ying Mulan, what nonsense are you talking about! How can our invincible cavalry formation be stopped by these broken machinery of the enemy? Your majesty in the Changzichuan family will destroy your own morale! Their crossbow machines move slowly, and it is even more difficult to assemble, and the swift wind-moving Flowing Wind Cavalry can not be compared to the slow-moving armored beasts!"

"There is some truth in what General Xiao Yuan said. Flowing Wind and Frost groaned, "The Zichuan family's long-range weapons are extremely powerful, but it takes preparation time to transport, assemble, and set up positions in them. Before they assembled, if they could sneak up on them with Jīng's sharp cavalry, they might not be able to achieve victory. With such a weapon, it is foolish to charge head-on, and it should be avoided and attacked in a roundabout way.

But in any case, we have to admit that in terms of troop superiority, the Zichuan family has surpassed us, and in the face of such weapons, our habitual large-scale cavalry charge tactics are no longer suitable. The war with the demons has caused heavy casualties to the Zichuan family, but it has also forged a million-strong Zichuan army, and their military power is unprecedentedly strong, and if we still cling to the rigid view of the past that we are evenly matched, we will die an ugly death.

Times have changed. ”

Accompanied by the soft exclamation of the Flowing Wind and Frost, there was a burst of screams and hiss from the armored beasts. Whether the crossbow machine works against the upper class cavalry will have to be tested in actual combat, but for a slow-moving melee class like the Upper Armored Beast, it is simply a massacre.

Mourning was all over the field, and the way of the charge was full of wounded and dead armored beast soldiers. Those tough armored beast soldiers, even if they were wounded, refused to give in and let out a groan, but kept roaring angrily, and as long as they had a breath, they had to keep moving. They were marching forward in the rain of arrows, and above their heads were dense throwing stones, Molotov cocktails, fire bombs, densely packed, pouring like raindrops, not stopping. The closer you get to the human position, the more intense the blow becomes, and the denser the fallen soldiers become.

Having suffered a terrible blow, the Guards Brigade was still advancing, in full ranks and with a calm expression. One by one, their companions fell, and the soldiers of the Guards Brigade who were not afraid of death were still advancing, their legendary loyalty and faith in the Demon God Emperor made them fearless of death. The soldiers knew that it was impossible for them to rush in front of the enemy's position, that the enemy would not even give them the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand, that they could not fight bloodily, and that they would fall to the ground with the enemy in the fierce battle, and that they could only fall powerlessly in front of the swishing and screaming flying iron. With each step forward, the queue shrinks a bit. All the armies were routed, all the friendly forces were fleeing, but the Guards Brigade continued to advance, getting closer and closer to danger, closer to death. No one hesitated, no one was afraid, the kingdom had fallen, and the army was willing to die.

Singing rang out again in the queue:

"Climb mountains, tread the land, cross deserts, cross rivers, conquer enemies, kill enemies!

As your prestige is shocked, as your glory bathes, the Guards Brigade, the Sword of the Protoss, the Guards Brigade, the pride of the kingdom, the Guards Brigade, the pride of the Great Demon God!"

In the midst of that song, the Guards Brigade swooped forward, and the ground trembled with the overwhelming cheers. Amid the earth-shattering song, the Guards Brigade marched forward majestically, braving a rain of arrows, and one by one the soldiers fell to the ground, their massive bodies covering the brown earth, and blood pouring into the wilderness on the outskirts of Bataan.

The Guards Brigade, the last military brigade of the Demon God Kingdom, the last pride.

The generals of the human race all stood on high places, holding their breath. Looking at the enemy's military formation from the beginning to the end of the magnificence, seeing the leader armored beast giants full of arrows but still holding high the flag of the Guards Brigade that had been turned into rags, watching those fallen giants rolling on the ground and struggling to crawl forward step by step, leaving a long blood mark on the ground, the generals were shocked.

More than 20,000 armored beasts all fell on the road of the charge, the corpses piled up higher than people, and only a few wounded soldiers staggered forward, and the song was intermittent and still endless: "...... Guards Brigade, the pride of the kingdom, Guards Brigade, the pride of the Demon God......"

Seeing such a military brigade, even the enemy who had the upper hand suddenly felt respect.

Sterling muttered, "Out of sè!"

Flowing Wind and Frost exclaimed: "Incomparable!"

In the face of such a loyal soldier, the victor could not help but feel a kind of speechless terror.

Only the last armored beast warrior remained, his body was full of arrows, his face was dripping with blood, and a large hole was pierced through his stomach, and Qing Sè's intestines could be seen, and he held his stomach with one hand and moved forward in pain.

Di Lin waved his hand, and the crossbow fleet stopped firing, and there was silence for a while.

He staggered, staggering forward as if drunk. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of human troops, the two-meter-tall giant staggered forward and walked to the crossbow position. Fearing that the monster would suddenly explode and destroy the precious crossbow machine, the gendarmes who served as the guards tried to kill him with their spears, but Diling stopped: "Let him see—he has the qualifications." ”

So, all the cāo men and guards retreated. The armored beast giant stood curiously in front of a crossbow, his large, rough hands gently caressing the cold, smooth steel surface of the crossbow. Exuding childlike innocence and curiosity, the armored beast giant cautiously touched the hairholes, brackets, and torso of the crossbow machine, and looked at the rows of arrow feathers and pincer tools scattered on the ground.

In the face of the advanced scientific and technological civilization of mankind, his eyes showed confusion and confusion, and he couldn't understand why these things, which didn't look sharp and terrible at all, could destroy his bravest and strongest warriors in an instant?

At this time, Di Lin recognized the seriously injured and dying armored beast. He stepped forward and shouted at him, "Captain Leo, surrender!"

When the armored beast heard the reputation, he found Di Lin surrounded by everyone. The puzzled god Sè flashed in his eyes, replaced by an eruption of rage: Leo also recognized the human who had met the Demon God Emperor, and this person was the culprit who destroyed the Demon God Kingdom!

"Whew~"

Leo roared, bursting out with the last of his life potential, and was about to rush towards Dirin. But the gendarmes had already been heavily guarded, and ten crossbows were fired at the same time, and hundreds of sharp arrows rained down on Leo, and the huge momentum knocked him to the ground.

Battered, Leo struggled to get up, but his hands and feet were broken. He let out a long hiss in anger and shouted to the sky, "Saimudrasima!"

The second round of bows and arrows arrived, and the powerful arrows pinned him to the ground, and the armored beast commander of the Demon God Kingdom swallowed his last breath with his eyes wide open, and his last roar slowly died out in the vast fields outside Bataan, and everyone heard it.

"What does that mean?" asked Flowing Wind and Frost softly.

Ying Mulan shrugged: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I don't understand the demon language. ”

"In Senea, this sentence roughly means: 'The demon kingdom will live forever.'" ’”

A bloodied young soldier walked from behind them, and he looked intently at Leo's fallen body, his eyes revealing mixed feelings, as if sad as if happy.

Hearing the clear and magnetic voice, Flowing Wind and Frost Huo Ran turned around, stared at this figure intently, staring vigorously at the face covered with blood, oil sweat and beard stubble, she was trembling slightly, her eyes were full of surprise.

"Who are you, how did you get in?" Ying Mulan shouted at him, her hand pressed to the handle of the knife. It's really an evil door, he thought, where the marshal is, jǐng is well prepared. How did this young man in the officer uniform of the Zichuan family get in?

The young officer smiled brightly at Ying Mulan, revealing his white teeth: "General Ying Mulan, don't you remember me?"

"Are you ......" Ying Mulan looked at him suspiciously, looking at this young soldier, he felt that the other party was really a little familiar. He blurted out: "Commander Zichuan!"

Standing still, quietly watching the person in front of him. Wiping the blood and sweat from his head and face with a handkerchief, the handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was looking at her with a smile, and the handsomeness of his sweetheart was still there. There is a smear of black sè beard stubble on his lips, which adds a bit of mature masculinity to him.

She looked at him, intoxicated. Every rìrì night and night that was tormented by longing, his image appeared so vividly in his dreams. Thinking of his sweetheart dealing with the murderous demons thousands of miles away, he couldn't sleep at night because of his worries. Suddenly, his real person appeared, giving her the illusion that this moment was reality or a dream.

She spoke softly, "Ah Xiu?"

"It's me. Shikawa Xiu stared at her gently, "Thank you, Frost." ”

The two looked at each other, and with their eyes, Zi Chuan Xiu thanked him silently: "You promised me to rescue the Zi Chuan family, and you did it, and I also kept my promise, and I returned to you alive." ”

"Is it really you?"

"It's me. ”

Liufeng Shuang reached out with a trembling hand, caressed Zi Chuanxiu's face, touched his thin face, his rough beard stubble, and his warm lips, and looked at his bright and smiling eyes, yes, such eyes, warm and full of care, no one else has such eyes except him.

Shikawa Xiu stood quietly in place, letting her touch her face. He looked at him tenderly and whispered, "You are haggard." ”

She felt a real touch on her fingers, confirming that what she was seeing was not a dream, and tears flowed silently from her eyes. How many swords and swords, how many wind, frost and snowy nights, and the farewell of the Langcang River, it seems that it is still yesterday. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

How many things have happened in this year that shocked the world! The invasion of the demon race, the Zichuan family suffered heavy losses, the rise of the Far Eastern army, the Liufeng army and the Zichuan family turned enemies into friends, the demon clan went from prosperity to decline until the current extinction, in the vicissitudes of life, millions of people died, and the family and country that had not been destroyed for thousands of years fell. In this war-torn and chaotic world, it is a great miracle that two lovers who are thousands of miles apart can still reunite alive.

Standing next to the side and silently looking at this couple, for some reason, Ying Mulan also felt that her nostrils were sore, and she just wanted to cry.

He quietly moved away and wanted to leave, but Zi Chuanxiu stopped him: "Ying Mulan, you stay." I'm leaving. ”

Liufeng Shuang was startled, and involuntarily grabbed Zichuan Xiu's hand. Ying Mulan understood, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Zichuan, you are our good friend, I haven't seen you for a long time, everyone misses you very much, the great victory and the reunion after a long absence, it is a rare double happiness? Why don't you delay here for a while? I'll go find two bottles of good wine and come over, everyone drink and celebrate!"

Although Liu Fengshuang didn't make a sound, her hand grabbed harder, and the meaning of retention was already clear in her eyes.

Zi Chuanxiu smiled helplessly: "Celebration is naturally celebrated, but not now." There is still a lot of finishing work, there are tens of thousands of wounded in my camp to take care of, the captured prisoners of the demon army also need to be settled, and the looted demon trophies to be distributed - if I don't go over, the two guys Di Lin and Stirling will be swallowed up completely, and they will not even leave me with the slag - the most important thing is that the Demon God Emperor has not yet been found. If we can't find him, we can hardly say that we will win this battle. ”

Liu Fengshuang frowned slightly: "The Guards Brigade has been completely wiped out, and the Demon God Emperor has not yet been found?"

"That's what I'm weird about. Zichuan Xiu replied, "If the Demon God Emperor was alive, he shouldn't have been silent for so long. ”

In fact, this question is not only the confusion of Zichuan Xiu, but also the confusion of all the generals and commanders of the Zichuan family.

Although the battle was won, the whereabouts of the Demon God Emperor were unknown, which became a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the generals. The army is exhausted, but there is no rest yet, and the soldiers must patrol and search the entire battlefield to capture the demon rout. Each division and team was told that they had to be a demon royalty, and except that his pupils were blue, his appearance was the same as that of a human, and he could speak human language fluently. In order to prevent this person from fleeing in disguise in a human military uniform, the human officers and soldiers who carry out battlefield tasks must be in groups of ten, and all officers and soldiers who encounter a lone person must be interrogated, and those who are suspected must be detained on the spot.

The half-orcs of the Far Eastern Army have become fragrant babies, because no matter how disguised they are, it is impossible for the Demon God Emperor to disguise themselves as half-orcs, so the half-orcs have become the most suspicious soldiers. At the joint request of Stirling and Dilin, Shikawa Shu sent all the orc teams on his hands to search the battlefield.

Worried about the terrifying combat power of the Demon God Emperor, Zichuan Xiu asked the soldiers not to be busy fighting once they encountered an unexpected situation, and the most important thing was to quickly disengage and send out a jǐng report as soon as possible.

"Just discovering the Demon God Emperor is a great achievement, don't be greedy for merit!" Zichuan Xiu earnestly told his subordinates: "The Demon God Emperor is not something that can be dealt with by manpower, and to deal with him, you must rely on special forces like the 101st Division!"

There is no need for Zichuan Xiu to nag, and the team leader also knows to be cautious. The moment when the Demon God Emperor single-handedly entered the Far Eastern Army formation and captured the flag, everyone still remembered it vividly, and his terrifying combat effectiveness left a deep impression on the entire Far Eastern Army.

The search continued until about three o'clock in the afternoon, and Dekun's troops were the first to report the good news: "The Demon God Emperor has been found!"

At that time, the leaders of the Zichuan family were discussing military affairs—at least, they had attempted to do so. In the name of the Chief of Military Affairs, Sterling convened a joint meeting of the three commanders, Shikawa Xiu, Di Lin, and Ming Hui, to discuss the arrangements after the war. But within five minutes of sitting down in the tent, Zichuan Xiu began to snore loudly. The commanders smiled wryly, and they all saw each other's bright dark eyes. After relaxing, the temptation of sleep is simply too great to resist. In the same way, Minghui and Di Lin were also traveling day and night, and neither of them could get a good night's sleep.

Di Lin simply said: "What kind of bird meeting is there, everyone is lice when they sleep." ”

Sterling hesitated a little: "No, okay, the army is still holding on, all the troops are still searching for the Demon God Emperor, we are lazy in closing the door, this effect doesn't seem to be very good......

Minghui: "Just the four of us, who knows outside? They all think that we are studying the military decision, who dares to break in?"

Of course, Shikawa Xiu, who was asleep, couldn't express his opinion, but he expressed his approval of Minghui-sama with a loud snoring sound. With a resolute vote of three votes against a hesitant vote, the Military Affairs Department quickly passed a heavy resolution: Close the door and sleep!

They were all tired people, and everyone fell asleep when they lay down, until someone outside shouted: "Lord Qiyu, I have found the Demon God Emperor!"

All four Commanders were awakened at the same time. Zi Chuanxiu rushed to the door as soon as possible: "Where is he? Quickly dispatch troops to surround him!"

"In the Armored Beast Camp!"

Fast horses, the Commanders galloped towards a high slope, which was the last position held by the Armored Beast Legion after breaking through. The Xiuzi battalion and the orc troops who arrived when they heard the wind had already blocked the place, and the half-orcs in the brigade were fully armed to guard the various intersections of the armored beast camp.

"My lord," seeing Zi Chuan Xiu and several other commanders arriving together, Dekun quickly stepped up and saluted Zi Chuan Xiu: "We discovered the Demon God Emperor first......!

Looking at his wordy appearance, it seemed that he was happy to put the credit and hard work on the table, but unfortunately Zi Chuanxiu was anxious at the moment, how could he have time to listen to his nagging, and asked bluntly: "Where is the Demon God Emperor?" You lead the way, quick!"

When Shikawa Shu entered, he saw a man lying in the open space between the tents. Seeing this person, Zichuan Xiu's first feeling was that he was not dead, but just quietly asleep. The afternoon breeze gently blew on his forehead, and the warm sunlight shone warmly on his handsome and pale face, leaving a faint silhouette under the delicate and slender eyelashes.

He was dressed in a lilac royal suit, neatly dressed, and his hands were peacefully clasped on his abdomen. The wound was barely visible, only the white cloak under his body was soaked with blood, and only the slightest wound on his neck could be noticed—no one dared to imagine that so much blood could flow from such a thin wound.

Then, Zi Chuanxiu looked back at Di Lin, but saw Di Lin looking intently at the person lying on the ground, for a long time, he nodded solemnly and slowly, and said softly: "It's him." Then he solemnly raised his hand and untied his military hat and bowed gently to the people on the ground.

The greatest warrior of our time, the emperor of the most powerful empire, and the proudest warrior, has been laid to rest forever. His sword, the glorious sword that terrified the Far Eastern Army, was silently stuck on the ground next to his head, the blade shining like a wave.

Minghui crouched down and carefully examined the Demon God Emperor's wounds, and then felt the pulse of his neck. After a long time, he got up and said, "The Demon God Emperor has been dead for about five hours, and the cause of death is the thin and deep sword mark that severed the artery in his neck. According to his martial arts, he should have committed suicide. ”

Sterling and Dilling glanced at each other, and they both knew each other. Five hours ago, it was time for the Armored Beasts to make their final charge. The Demon God Emperor sent the last army under his command to death, and he himself chose to kill himself.

Looking at the corpse of the Demon God Emperor, Stirling was not without sorrow: "Yesterday, this person thought that he could become the lord of the continent. ”

In fact, according to his martial arts, it is not difficult to fight his way out of the encirclement. Zichuan Xiu said: "If you regroup your troops and fight again, you may not be unable to win." ”

"Impossible. Di Lin looked at the Demon God Emperor with regret: "If he escapes, he will not be the Demon God Emperor." ”

Standing in a hostile position, and even hating him to the bone, but no one has to admit that he is amazingly talented, peerless, ambitious, and arrogant, all of the above words are not enough to describe the Demon God Emperor Carter. Such a person, there has never been such a person in the past history, and there will be no more in the future.

Following Di Lin, Sterling, Shikawa Xiu, and Minghui also took off their hats and bowed to the corpse of the Demon God Emperor.

Imbued with the melancholy of a poet and the ambition of an imperial emperor, the Demon God Emperor is proud, majestic, powerful and yet most vulnerable. He can't afford any failures and setbacks. Although he was the most powerful warrior and emperor, at heart, he was just a proud young man with a childish spirit.

"Demon God Emperor?"

"Suicide. ”

Someone crossed out the name of "Carter" with a red pen on a piece of paper and made a red ×.

"Ling Buxu?"

"Died in battle. ”

So the name of the general in the southwest was also marked with a red ×.

"Peima?"

"Captured. ”

"Yerma?"

"Captured. ”

"Leo?"

"Died in battle. ”

"Yun Qianxue?"

"Escape. ”

"Karan?"

"Escape. ”

The red sè's × were drawn more and more on the paper, and the leaders of the Senea tribe were named one by one, but at the last name, Minghui took the lead and hesitated: "Caton?"

Di Lin said directly: "This person is not a problem. ”

Sterling was puzzled: "Why? It is said that Caton has an army of 300,000 men, which should be our biggest opponent." ”

"Caton has a lot of soldiers and horses in his hands, but no matter the size, talent and courage, he is far from the deceased Demon God Emperor. This man is a man of great ambition and talent, and although he is strong for a while, he is not enough to be our opponent. ”

Picking up the list full of red ×, Di Lin glanced at it and said, "There is one more person missing, he is our real threat." Compared to him, Caton is not even a rabbit. ”

Sterling raised his head in surprise: "The names of all the nobles above the captain level of the Senea clan are listed on it, who else are we missing?"

"He's not a nobleman, but he's more dangerous than any nobleman in Senea!"

"Who?"

"Black Sand Division. ”

"Ahh

"Who is he?" Minghui asked. He has been in the west, has not fought much with the demons, and does not know much about the upper echelons of the demons.

"How do you say that?" Sterling pondered his words: "Let's describe it this way, if the Demon God Emperor is the soul of the Demon Kingdom, then the Black Sand Military Master is the brain of the Kingdom!"

"The brain of the Demon Kingdom, that's a good thing to say!" Di Lin smiled, and the god immediately turned to Yan Sù: "The character of the Black Sand Military Division, even in the Demon Clan, is a mysterious outlier. I've interrogated Yerma, and the results are astonishing: among the top decision-makers in the kingdom, the influence of the Black Sand Army Division is much greater than we estimated, and his power is terrifying: he can decide the appointment of the commander of the legion, directly mobilize any demon army except for the Guards Brigade and the Yulin Army, decide the life and death of the generals in a word, and even influence the successor of the Demon Crown Prince!

From the beginning of the Far Eastern War in 780 to the Demon Clan's breakthrough of the Valun Pass in 784, he was behind all the important military victories of the Demon Clan, and he planned a qiē, the Demon God Emperor obeyed him, and the generals did not dare to pant loudly in front of him, they were afraid that he was like fire! In the Demon Imperial Court, his prestige was second only to the Demon God Emperor -- such a figure could not be compared to Caton, and we should be glad that it was Caton who commanded the 300,000 Demon Army, not him. ”

Sterling couldn't help nodding in agreement, in 780, he had personally suffered from the Black Sand Army Division, the large-scale attack of the 1.36 million Demon Army on the Far East, there was no leak of the news in advance, the various legions of the Demon Clan were killed with thunder, and the 640,000 Far East Zichuan Army couldn't even resist a little, and the whole line collapsed in three days. Such a careful planning, an unprecedented roundabout and outflanking combat method, the clear goals of each unit, and the rapid action, this is too far from the simple, direct and rude way of fighting the demons, and this major battle obviously has traces of the cāo plate behind the Black Sand Army Division.

Sterling felt strange that since the demons broke through the Valen Pass and entered the human world, the demons' actions had lost their previous jīng and sharpness. In the Battle of Os, the various legions fought separately and did not cooperate with each other, and in the subsequent Battle of Dìdū, the commanders made even more low-level mistakes, and the army was chaotic, and then the Demons abandoned Dìdū and chose to attack the northwest - this light change of combat objectives showed the lack and confusion of the Demons at the strategic level, and their lack of clear long-term guidance and goals.

Di Lin explained his doubts to Stirling: "Yerma confessed, since the Demon Army entered the customs, the Black Sand Army Division has not appeared in the Demon Court again - the Demon has lost its brain. ”

"I see!" said Sterling. He asked, "What is the reason? Could it be that the Senean royal family has broken with the Black Sand Army?"

"That's not what we know. Although Yerma is a high-ranking officer, all information related to the Black Sand Division is top secret and can only be held by the royal family. ”

Although there was a lot of interest in the relationship between the Black Sand Army Division and the Senean royal family, it was not the main topic of the meeting after all. Heisha is powerful, but he has no soldiers in his hands, although he is described by Di Lin as "not enough trouble", but the current Zichuan family's biggest enemy is still Caton and the 300,000 demon army he leads, for the tired Zichuan army, this group of arrogant soldiers will be an enemy that should not be taken lightly.

The meeting didn't go smoothly - it wasn't because Caton was so strong that it was tricky for the leaders of the Zichuan family, everyone even cleaned up the Demon God Emperor, and no matter how strong Caton was, he couldn't be stronger than him - what bothered everyone was something else, a problem that shouldn't have been a problem in the first place.

Commander Minghui was making a report: "When the Northwest Army arrived at the battlefield at nine o'clock in the morning yesterday, I intended to enter the battle immediately, but His Highness Liu Fengshuang said that the troops had not finished resting and did not participate in the battle until three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"Six hours. Di Lin said, "The wind and frost have been delayed for six hours! Is this a necessary rest, or is she deliberately delaying?"

Minghui: "The rapid march of nearly 100 miles day and night, it is reasonable to say that the troops need to rest and recuperate. ”

Sterling said coldly: "But it depends on when." ”

Thinking of the fierceness of yesterday's morning's battle, he still has lingering palpitations. The army suffered casualties, knowing that as long as one more division was added, it would be possible to break through Yun Qianxue's defensive line, but at that time, it was true that even a full squadron could not be found. He himself went to the front line to gather those disabled troops, and led thousands of wounded soldiers to form a death squad to charge four times, and even as the commander of the army, he was covered in blood, and as for the misery on the side of the Far Eastern Army, not to mention, Zichuan Xiu could not even shed tears - at this time of repeated see-sawing, a cavalry brigade could decide the shape of the entire battlefield.

At this moment, Liufeng Shuang held a full army of 250,000 and hid in the woods, watching the Southeast Army, the Far Eastern Army and the Demon Clan fight all over their bodies without help, until they saw that the Demon Clan and the Zichuan Army had weakened to the extreme, and the blood loss was to the point that it could no longer flow, and then Liufeng Shuang took her invincible army to the battlefield.

"Before the Battle of Bataan, the Demon God Emperor was a public enemy of the mainland, and Flowing Wind and Frost had to join forces with us to defend against him, but once the Demon God Emperor died, a broken Demon Kingdom was no longer enough to threaten the safety of the Flowing Wind family, and in this case, His Highness the Flowing Wind might have an ambiguous attitude.

Unwarranted suspicion that my ally is not a gentleman, especially since this ally has just done us a great favor, fortunately, I, Di Lin, am not a gentleman, and I have always been used to being evildoers. I can't help but admit this fact, now, it is in the interests of the Liufeng family to join forces with the demons. Although the wind and frost may not be as despicable as Ma Wei's, we have to plan for the worst, anyway, I am not afraid to consider people from the worst perspective. Ladies and gentlemen, if you were Your Highness the Flowing Wind, what would you do?"

Everyone silently pondered, if they were a bad weather, what should they do in this situation?

When the Zichuan Army and Caton fought, she slammed the Zichuan Army from behind, and when the main force of the Zichuan Army collapsed, she could leisurely sweep the territory of the Zichuan family west of the Langcang River, and include the Blue City in the northwest until Danya in the southwest into the territory of the Liufeng family.

Stirling snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and nodded, "Lord Dilin, I agree with you. In this Great Patriotic War, Her Highness Stormy Frost helped us a lot, and we are all grateful to her. But now, we can't help but have some jǐng ti. ”

Minghui hesitated, among the commanders present, he was the person most closely related to Flowing Wind and Frost. When resisting the demon attack on the northwest, the Northwest Zichuan Army and the Flowing Wind Army fought side by side, fought bloodily, and marched together. In the fierce battle of life and death, the officers and men of the two armies ate in the same pot and slept in the same tent, regardless of you and me, and were as close as brothers.

Minghui gets along with Liufeng Shuang day and night, he really feels that Liufeng Shuang is a bright and upright person, and her bright smile is as crystal clear. This is a strange woman, she was born to grow in the sun, such a character should be insulated from any yīn schemes.

Seeing Minghui's depressed appearance, Di Lin said softly: "Lord Minghui, don't forget your own position. After all, you are the leader of the Zichuan family. ”

Minghui shuddered, and his hand was burned by the cigarette on his finger. Of course, he understood the implicit meaning of Di Lin's words, and sitting in front of him was the chief inspector general who was responsible for monitoring the loyalty of the family's civil and military officials.

"The two adults are very reasonable," Minghui said in a low voice, "Flowing Wind and Frost is indeed a little wrong, as can be seen from her delay and refusal to enter the battlefield. ”

At the meeting, a battle plan was agreed: Sterling led the Southeast Army and Zichuan Xiu led the Far East Army to pursue the victory and find the main decisive battle of Prince Caton, and Lin Bing led the Third Army of the Far East and the newly organized infantry divisions to serve as a flank offensive. And Di Lin and Minghui's subordinates are the support troops of the second echelon - the commanders are very happy, and the so-called second echelon is specifically aimed at the wind and frost to prevent her sneak attack.

At this time, Minghui realized that something was wrong, and he wondered, "Why didn't Lord Xiuchuan attend this meeting? ”

Di Lin glanced at him, "I didn't inform him - he wasn't available right now." ”

Dilling didn't give any explanation. Looking at the cold face of the Chief Inspector, Minghui swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to ask any more.