Beginning on the 14th of January, a large number of refugees from the provinces of Deya and Iriya entered Valen. They told Lin Bing that this was an organized retreat, on the orders of Lord Stirling. Lin Bing knew that Di Lin was very concerned about Stirling's news, and immediately informed him.

Dilin questioned many of the refugees, but most of them only knew that Lord Stirling had arrived in the area of De Ya Province. As for where it will go in the future, no one knows. Dilling was very anxious, and then a military judge from the Far East Military Judge Office came to report: "Stirling has sent a squadron guard to hand over Lord Minghui to us. Do you want to interrogate him yourself?"

Di Lin just glanced at Minghui, and when he saw his pitiful appearance of dejection, he was almost frightened into an idiot. Even Di Lin didn't bother to embarrass this unlucky fellow, and said, "Take good care of him, and don't abuse him." He was more interested in the captain who escorted Minghui than Minghui, and ordered him to see him.

After a while, his subordinates reported: The captain has already invited Master Lin Bing to go, and asked if you want to call him when he comes back?

Di Lin thought for a moment and said that there was no need. He went to Lin Bing's office by himself, knocked on the door, and walked in gently. In addition to Lin Bing, there were several senior officers of the Far Eastern Army behind the desk, facing a young officer in a zhōngyāng military uniform who was talking something. Someone saw Di Lin and wanted to stand up and salute, but Di Lin waved his hand lightly to signal not to interrupt the question. He found a chair and sat down by the wall to listen.

The questioning seemed to be at a critical point. The young officer, dressed in the uniform of the zhōngyāng army, was arguing with a red face: "... Lord Lin, you have misunderstood. We sent Lord Minghui back to carry out Lord Stirling's orders, as evidenced by Lord Stirling's warrant. The zhōngyāng army is not a mischief! We are on a mission, not deserters! You shouldn't treat us like this!"

Lin Bing sighed: "You misunderstood, young man, we didn't mean to insult you. I just wanted to make sure. Alright, now—" She found Dilin sitting by the wall, her eyes lit up, and she paused. The latter gestured to her, and she nodded slightly, and continued: "-- Let's get to the point: do you know what Sterling is going to do when you go, where is he going, and is he going to retreat?"

The young officer smiled: "Lord Lin Bing, you are asking a strange question: what is Lord Stirling going to do, how do the people below us know?"

Lin Bing was angry for a while. Fortunately, before her famous fiery temper flare-up, the officer had already hurriedly continued: "But when we left, something very strange happened: the Lord was interrogating the demon captives. Then, as soon as the troops rested, another order came down to concentrate and prepare for departure. The division commanders had already gathered for a secret meeting. ”

Lin Bing: "Where are you going?"

"I've heard someone say it's in Tussauds, but we don't know the specifics. After the secret meeting, the officers were all strange, and several high-ranking officers asked me to bring letters to their families, including Qin Lu and Wenhe..."

"Where's the letter?" asked Di Lin for the first time.

The young officer looked back at Di Lin and was a little surprised to see his black military judge's uniform, but he didn't answer out loud because he didn't know his identity.

Lin Bing said loudly: "This is Lord Inspector General Di Lin, you should also know that he is a good friend of your Lord Sterling." Answer his question. ”

The officer reluctantly replied, "It's all on me." ”

Di Lin said coldly: "Leave it all to me." ”

The young officer protested: "I promised General Qin Lu. I am going to hand them over to their families, and even if you are a military judge, you have no right to inspect the letters of senior officers..."

Di Lin "Huo" stood up, walked to the door and clapped his hands: "Someone!" Several gendarmes on duty nearby came in response.

Lin Bing also hurriedly stood up: "Lord Dilin, there is no need to be like this, let's persuade him well, my lord..."

"Search him!" Di Lin said, pointing to the zhōngyāng officer.

The gendarmes immediately pounced on him like a wolf, and the officer was pressed down on the desk by several people, struggling desperately and cursing: "You bastard! I am a family officer, you have no right to do this to me! I will sue you..." A well-trained gendarme slapped him a few times, and he was silent. After a while, the gendarmes took out several well-sealed and well-hidden letters from the pockets of their jackets and handed them to Dilin.

Di Lin put the letter in his hand and flipped through the cover: "To my wife Qin Road", "Please hand over the flag book to my daughter Lishawenhe", "Please hand over to No. 48 Dìdū Park Road" and so on. Di Lin motioned for the gendarmes to take the officer out, then snorted and tore the seal unceremoniously.

Lin Bing was stunned on the side: "My lord, you are breaking the law by doing this!"

"I am the law, what law is broken?" He took out all the letters, looked at them carefully one by one, and handed them to Lin Bing after reading them: "Do you want to read them?"

Lin Bing hesitated, but still took the letter and read it.

The content of the letter was not very long, and it was full of lyrical sentimentality and tragic melancholy, but Di Lin and Lin Bing were not interested in any of them. They specifically pick out sentences that have substance. In the letter from Deputy Commander Qin Lu, there was a sentence that made both of them hold their breath: "Lord Stirling said that we are going to set off to kill the Great Demon God Emperor. So, my dear, what if..."

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both understood: why did the demon clan not move for so many days? Why were the refugees from the Far East able to enter Valen unhindered? Why did the demon clan not attack such a great opportunity?... The strange thing that happened now has a reasonable explanation: the main force of the demon clan has been dragged down by the Stirling Legion. They traded their lives for the most precious time for the Valen Fortress, in exchange for the salvation of tens of millions of civilians...

Lin Bing was in awe: "Lord Stirling is really great. ”

Di Lin scolded hatefully: "Stupid!"

"He saved millions of civilians, saved the Valen Fortress, and saved the entire human world..."

"That's why I call him a fool!" Di Lin scolded: "What is the fate of millions of untouchables? It is the army that saves the country! He has sent himself and the most sharp troops of his family into a dead end, he is extremely stupid! What does he think he is? Savior? Bah! Stupid one!"

The more Di Lin spoke, the more angry he became, and even his fingers trembled with anger: "And that idiot Zi Chuanxiu, I bet he must have soaked with Sterling! Big stupid with little benzene, pig shit teaches big dung, two stupid half a catty! If you are tired of being tired, you won't drown yourself by urinating yourself? You still have so many people! Go and kill the Great Demon God Emperor? Pig! You really think you are Zuo Jiaming!"

Lin Bing looked at His Excellency the Inspector General in shock. She had the impression that this calm and indifferent person had never been so out of shape, and even disregarded his demeanor and the identity of the inspector general, and scolded him like a groom driving a big cart, bitter and mean.

Di Lin scolded and walked out, shouting: "Gopra, prepare the horses! Gather our people! Bring enough food and grass for six weeks, and a tent for the winter! Fuck, Gopra, where is your death of the dog? Why don't you do it quickly! Leave in three hours!"

Lin Bing chased to the door at once: "My lord, where are you going?"

"Nonsense! I'm looking for those two idiots!

Lin Bing was shocked: "My lord, you are crazy! There are demons everywhere outside the city, and your little bit of people is not enough for them to stuff their teeth..."

Di Lin didn't look back at her, and strode away.

Lin Bing immediately chased after him and grabbed him: "Di Lin, you are committing suicide! Didn't you just say that their behavior was very stupid?"

Di Lin didn't stop, and scolded hatefully: "That's right! They are two hopelessly stupid fools!"

"Ah, yes, then you're still..." Lin Bing grabbed him: "You stop me!"

Di Lin smiled dismally, and a trace of sadness appeared on his beautiful face: "I am the third fool." ”

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On the afternoon of January 15, Dilin set out from Valen, aiming for the province of Tussauds in the Far East. The more than 30,000 soldiers and horses he brought were all swift light cavalry. When they used to serve in the Far Eastern Army, they had followed Di Lin to fight all the way to the depth of the Demon Kingdom, and it can be said that they were all veterans of the battlefield, especially when it came to fighting with the demons, they were very experienced. Most of them were born in the Far East and are familiar with the local terrain and terroir. Under their guidance, the Dilin Legion specially walked those unknown mountain roads and trails, avoiding the demon brigade rolling on the Far Eastern Highway. Scouts were widely dispatched in front of the army, and they advanced cautiously. Concealing their whereabouts along the way, the team wrapped the horses' hooves in cloth, gave a silent order to the soldiers, and also adopted a day and night reversal marching method, during the day the soldiers hid in the dense forest and camped to rest, and at night after dark the group of men and horses secretly set off.

Di Lin tried to be as cautious as possible and adopted such a way of marching, so that he could avoid the large army of demons and rebels on the main highway, but for those rebels, stragglers, and scouts scattered in the mountains and wilderness, if they wanted to completely avoid it, it would not be possible. In accordance with Di Lin's orders, the army marched all the way, and sent scouts and outposts for the first thirty miles of the ranks. When encountering hundreds or thousands of brigades, the Dilin army immediately concealed or avoided them; as for the kind of small troops with countless dozens, the forwards of the Dilin troops were all experienced veterans of jungle warfare, and they could often find their targets before the enemy with or without intention. And those demon and rebel squads that have no jǐng ring and loose are often only at the last moment to find that they have been surrounded by thousands of human cavalry. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, they rarely resisted to the death, as long as the human cavalry shouted twice, "Surrender or kill." "Most of them were disarmed without bloodshed. At this time, Di Lin often had to ask for a few confessions in person before ordering them to be killed, and the corpses were thrown into the dense forest on the side of the road, and it was estimated that no one would find them within ten years.

The army of Dilin took the path through the province of Fumingke, passing through the province of Gudisa. Although Di Lin had tried his best to choose those roads that were rarely visited and difficult to walk, he still had to pass through many remote villages and villagers who were working in the mountains and forests. It is almost impossible for a large army to cross the border without alarm, without leaving a trace, and completely hiding from their ears and eyes, and the inhabitants of this area are sympathetic to the rebels, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are no rebel spies inside. Di Lin ordered: "When you see someone killing, you will go through the village and slaughter the village!

It was because of this order that countless tragedies began. On cold winter nights, the sleeping cottages are a peaceful silence. Suddenly, there was a clamor in the darkness, horses' hooves rumbled, and a large group of human cavalry burst into the village. The young and middle-aged people in the village had already rushed to the front line, leaving only the women, children and old people of various tribes who had no ability to resist, and the village suddenly woke up in their sleep crying and pleading, and the human commander shouted and ordered: "Don't let a living mouth go!" Screams and wailings were everywhere, blood was gurgling, and corpses were everywhere...

On that sinful day of the fifth watch, wherever Di Lin's army passed, it was immediately overwhelmed with blood. Countless quiet and peaceful homes turned into a sea of fire in an instant, and those once vibrant cottages were razed to the ground overnight, and at dawn, only a puff of black smoke remained, and the intermittent cry of the baby, and there was no breath. The white snow fell silently, quietly, quietly, covering up this qiē. The iron hooves of war ravage innocent people in this way.

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Day and night, go out of the difficult path to advance, and you have to take care of the way to extinguish the mouth. With this way of traveling, it now took Dilin a full twelve days to reach the province of Dea, which was still two days away from Tussauds. On a normal day, if you take the Far Eastern Highway, it only takes seven days to get from Valen to Tussauds. But there are also advantages to this: it is almost a miracle that the Dilin Legion came all the way and was not discovered by the enemy brigade.

However, in Deyaxing Province, which is dominated by plain terrain, Di Lin's good luck seems to have run out, and as soon as the troops came out of the mountains, they were immediately caught off guard by a huge food transport team of the demons, with more than 3,000 people.

This encounter was unfortunate for both sides. The grain transport team is not a regular army, it is a folk man recruited from the Demon God Kingdom, the task is to transport grain and grass to the demon army on the front line of Valen, there are only less than 200 regular soldiers escorted inside, seeing the sudden human army, the people are frightened, abandon the grain cart and scatter and flee, burrowing into the dense forest and hiding the grass, and the cavalry of Di Lin can't catch up. The soldiers who were escorted were still a little stubborn - because they knew that it would be a dead end if they lost the food team - and resisted desperately until the last moment, and none of them surrendered.

Di Lin was very annoyed. After this battle, his only gain was to capture hundreds of frightened and trembling people, and to capture a convoy of grain and grass piled up as high as a mountain. He ordered a fire to be burned on the spot, and from the mouths of the people came some news that there was still a great war in the city of Pai in Tussauds, and it was said that a fierce fellow named Sterling was still there fighting against the army of our Protoss - but such a small gain was insignificant compared to the loss of leaking his whereabouts.

Now that the traces have been exposed, as if a person would give up on himself in despair, he went on a rampage: hundreds of demon people all had their heads cut off. Next to the tall pile of corpses and the burning convoy of grain and grass, Di Lin left a bloody inscription:

"A small gift to His Majesty the God Emperor, please smile.

Wechen Emperor Lin respects"

He no longer hides himself, no longer hides in the deep mountains and old forests. He hung up his banner in a dignified manner. The army marched forward without stopping, and the soldiers watched from the saddles, ate and drank on horseback, and fed the horses with horse feed in their hands. Rivers, streams, forests, cottages, one by one, are left behind. Near Deya's capital, they encountered the garrison of the demon infantry, and the Dilin forward did not even breathe, and directly pounced on it to start the battle, and then the troops who killed it followed. The demon infantry who didn't have time to form a formation to resist had to start a field battle in a hurry, and in less than an hour, the demon infantry of the two teams were all wiped out, and there was no one left alive to go back to report the news.

The Dilin army immediately advanced, as fast as the wind and as fast as fire, so fast that the Demon Command couldn't react at all: just now I learned of the arrival of the human army, and then came the news that the Deya Infantry Regiment had been completely annihilated, and the bad news that the grain and grass team had been wiped out. Countless unsuspecting demon squads that didn't have time to be notified were broken one after another, and the power was like the wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and the lightning was not able to cover their ears.

There were also many demon soldiers who escaped death from the hands of Di Lin's army, but when asked about the details of the human army's strength and number, they couldn't say it at all, and they just muttered: "Black sè skull flag! Black sè skull flag!" - this banner alone was enough to make these brave demon warriors collapse and flee without a fight! Di Lin's black sè skull flag represents the banner of death and destruction!

No demon soldier will forget that under this banner, Di Lin brought disaster to the entire Demon God Kingdom. In his frenzied slaughter, more than a million Protoss residents were killed. Everywhere he went, bustling cities were in ruins, beautiful countryside was scorched, and what was once a densely populated area was now only crows swirling. The demons have a deep hatred for Di Lin, but it is also accompanied by deep fear.

In the folklore of the Demon Kingdom, the most feared demon is Di Lin. There are various processed versions of his story: Di Lin specializes in eating the flesh of Protoss children, Di Lin specializes in drinking the blood of Protoss beauties, Di Lin kills 10,000 Protoss before meals every day, and 10,000 after defecation, Di Lin's sleeping quilt is made of Protoss skin, Di Lin's bed is piled up with Protoss bones, Di Lin is invulnerable, Di Lin has nine lives, seven heads, cut off one and grow ten or eight... And so on and so forth.

Of course, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Culture of the Demon God Kingdom, there must be a glorious and happy ending at the end of each story to show that good must triumph over evil. So the end of the story is usually this: Our great god-emperor Xià was commanded by the heavens to finally come out with a warrior's sword to save the world. He fought with the evil demon of mankind for three days and three nights, and his majesty shouted: "Imurasa!", using his mastery of the trick, the red light (or white light) flashed, and in the loud sound of "boom", the evil demon Di Lin was finally eliminated! So the kind gods lived a happy and beautiful life from then on...

The storytellers and singers who go from village to village all perform the story of the evil demon Di Lin as the final finale, which is the most popular show. The inhabitants of the demon clan, who are not highly educated, listened to it with relish, and were convinced.

But unfortunately, such an orthodox folk tale also produced an unexpected sequelae. In the minds of the simple-minded demon soldiers, such a fixed opinion was gradually formed: The only one who can defeat the evil emperor is our unparalleled god emperor! That is, before the Majesty who ordered the heavens to make a move, there was no opponent of that demon, and there were other warriors, strong men, famous generals, great men... At most, we are only worthy of being victims of demons, let alone us.

The west bank of the Greywater River resounded with a terrifying noise: "Monsters with nine lives, devils who eat children and women, invulnerable ghosts, ruthless demons, the most terrifying monsters in the world... Di Lin, he's coming!" "The demon soldiers are brave, for the sake of their esteemed majesty, they can be fearless of death and move forward. But the fear of the demon Dilin was so ingrained in their hearts that it was almost superstitious - just like the fear of ghosts, gods, heaven and earth, it was a panic that could not be suppressed with courage. The thought of having to fight against that legendary demon hardly makes anyone feel hopeless.

The small group of troops panicked and hurriedly ran to join the brigade, and the troops of the brigade were panicked and quickly broke into pieces and hid in the deep mountains and old forests, not daring to make their heads. Some courageous demon commanders said that they would fight to the death with Di Lin, and as soon as the order came down, half of the soldiers became deserters, and the other half made a noise to mutiny; everyone, you ran to me, and I ran to you, panicking, not knowing where it was safe.

The rebel troops, who were not very determined in the first place, saw this and did the same. Overnight, the mixed forces of more than 100,000 snake tribes and half-orcs stationed on the west bank of the Greywater River were scattered in a hurry. The rebel soldiers hurriedly ran back to their villages, dropped their weapons and picked up rusty hoes, and stammered honestly, declaring: "We are the most loyal citizens of the Zichuan family!" The orc, snake, and dwarf villages on both sides of the road all knelt down to greet the human legion's crossing, and needless to say, they automatically handed over the grain and grass and the treasures of the village: a very beautiful bone, a three-legged toad, and a half-orc "beauty" that they thought was as beautiful as a fairy (It is as black as a lump of coal, nearly two meters tall, and has long hair on its face)

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Except for the first day of fighting, the Dilin Legion did not encounter any decent resistance, and the horse's hooves walked unhindered through the empty rebel tent, receiving it effortlessly. The vanguard advanced all the way to the west bank of the Greywater River, across the river from the besieging army commanded by Yun Qianxue. Here, a faint shadow of the city of Pai can be seen.

But between the reinforcements and Pai City, there is a powerful coalition of demon rebels with more than a million numbers. As far as the eye can see, there are the formations of the demon army, colorful tents, and heavily guarded fortifications that stretch for dozens of miles...

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