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But even if the last three cities also used clever methods, because the Blood Demon Clan took precautions in advance, they finally consumed nearly 100,000 troops before they really took it.

In the end, the 400,000 troops consumed were already the best results for them.

As for why there are 700,000 left in the million-strong army, there are 100,000 troops, in fact, they are Terran prisoners rescued from various cities, and in the past half a month, hearing the news of the war ahead, they have come from various continents one after another, volunteering to fight for the protection of the Terrans.

There are students of military academies and colleges, masters who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, workers, farmers, etc., different nationalities and different occupations, but they have the same love for the human race and are willing to guard the human race.

The addition of these volunteer soldiers has increased the original 600,000 troops by 100,000 to the current 700,000 army.

On the contrary, the Demon Blood Clan, in these five cities, has consumed nearly 800,000 troops, plus the 200,000 consumed in the previous naval landing battle, and now there are only one million troops left.

Seven hundred thousand, to a million.

Compared with the previous one million against two million, the probability of war has been greatly improved.

However, this comparison does not include the Necromantic Legion of the Innate Alliance, after all, they who don't know about the Necromantic Legion can't estimate how much the Necromantic Legion there is, and what the destructive power is.

"So, do you estimate what are the odds of us winning in the end?" Looking at Dongfang Qianlan, Feng Ge asked.

Even the others looked at Dongfang Qianlan, full of anticipation, and remembered that when they first set out on the expedition, they were one million human races, fighting against two million blood clans and demon clans, the immortal and indestructible necromantic legions, and the 300,000 night underworld army.

Dongfang very kindly estimated that the chance of their victory was only two percent.

Now, these cities have been defeated, and they have fought hard, and they should have improved a lot compared to before!

"Thirty percent." Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, Dongfang Qianlan said unreservedly.

Everyone: Pour!

Therefore, they fought for more than half a month, recovered five cities, and the odds of victory in the end only increased by one percent?!

Just when everyone's hearts are wounded.

"I didn't expect it to be so high." Touching his chin, Feng Ge said thoughtfully, as if he was still a little incredulous.

Everyone, "........." So, Lord Coach, how low do you think it is?

"By the way, Lord Boss, isn't the Chaos Bell you found earlier rumored to be able to deal with the Necromantic Legion?" Thinking of something, Sima Lin immediately looked at Feng Ge and Xinglian.

Hearing this, Feng Ge and Xinglian glanced at each other, and when they raised their hands, a palm-sized golden bell had appeared in Feng Ge's palm, and everyone immediately surrounded them with curiosity.

"Can this thing really deal with necromancers?" Looking at the Chaos Bell in the Feng Singer, Long Aotian asked with curiosity.

However, without waiting for his words to fall.

"I can't." A middle-aged man's voice immediately came from the Chaos Bell.

Long Aotian and the others were startled, and immediately dispersed and looked at Feng Ge.

"Don't look at me, you also heard it, this guy said, the Chaos Bell, thousands of years ago, was sacrificed by the Starry Night Ancestor as a soul and sealed in the Starry Night Treasure, if you want to activate the Chaos Clock, you need certain conditions, and now, that condition has not been met." Feng Ge said, looking at the Chaos Clock in his hand, Feng Ge said helplessly.