"You'll be sluggish, but you're completely under my control." Feng Tianche bluffed Migan half-truthfully, anyway, with his martial arts level, even if he really lied to him, he couldn't see through it.

As soon as he wanted to be turned into a puppet without thinking, Migan was so frightened that he trembled.

"I, I said ......"

Leng Meiying and the others nodded with satisfaction, these sea people looked much better than humans.

"The base of the people of the Sea Clan is too huge, if the ordinary cannon fodder soldiers use the teleportation array, no one can hold on, and if the large teleportation array transmits a powerful unit of a wing, it will require a great priest to get out of bed for two days, even if the number of our Sea Clan Great Sacrifice is quite large, it can only teleport fifteen or sixteen wings at most in one day......"

Leng Meiying silently counted that there were 1,000 people in a wing, that is to say, if the main combat force of the Sea Clan could, it could teleport 15,000 or 6,000 people in a day.

"Then how did your cannon fodder soldiers get here?" Leng Meiying asked about the cannon fodder soldier who was more concerned.

Although the combat effectiveness of these cannon fodder soldiers is not strong, and they are not even as good as a human adult, but there are too many of them, if so many people can come in one day, it is really hopeless.

"Cannon fodder soldiers, who would waste their energy to teleport them? They all swam through the dark underground currents, but there are countless whirlpools in the underground currents, and even after several years of exploration, we can't completely avoid them, and a team of 100,000 people can reach a third of them here. ”

Seeing that Migan didn't care about the appearance of those cannon fodder soldiers, Leng Meiying's heart trembled lightly.

Although the lives of cannon fodder soldiers are fragile, it is also a life, needless to say outsiders like her, can their own commanders despise their lives so much?

Feng Tianche gently patted her on the shoulder, signaling her not to care.

She's not a god, she's just a human being, and it would be too bad to think about the poor and vulnerable people all the time.

Besides, the whirlpool of the underground current is a good thing for humans, if there are no whirlpools, there will be many more cannon fodder soldiers of the Sea Clan, and every time there is one more cannon fodder soldier, the ordinary human masses will be hit harder.

Compared with the two, Leng Meiying is naturally willing to take humans and give up the sea tribe.

The Sea Clan is just an intruder, and their lives should be certain from the moment they step out of the ocean.

"It takes more than ten days for the cannon fodder soldiers to arrive here in batches, each batch is a million people when they leave, but it would be good to have 300,000 people when they arrive!"

Migan probably reported a number, although this number has been greatly weakened, but it still makes everyone's hearts tremble.

300,000 people, enough to camp this hot spring for a radius of dozens of miles.

Moreover, this is only the first wave of armies, and there are even more cannon fodder soldiers to arrive!

"How did you get in touch with the headquarters?" Feng Tianche asked a very crucial question.

"A kind of mirage produced in our sea tribe can speak to our emperor face-to-face through thousands of miles! All my commands are received through mirages. ”