Dai Mubai was the first to jump up. His eyes widened and he looked at Tang San in disbelief, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears.
"Tang San, are you kidding?"
"Why are we retreating? We are now strong, with fourteen titled Douluo, and an army of ten thousand people!"
"Ning Liu and the others have just assembled, it is the best time for us to take the initiative and dampen their spirit!"< br/>
"Yes, mistress!"
Flender also hurriedly agreed,
"We have managed to conquer such a large territory. If we retreat now, wouldn't all our efforts be wasted and our morale will be severely damaged!"
"Shut up!"
A cold scolding interrupted everyone's discussion.
It’s not Tang San, but Yu Xiaogang.
He stood up and looked at Dai Mubai and others seriously:
"There must be a reason for Xiaosan's decision! Listen to him!"
Yu Xiaogang had great authority in the hearts of everyone. When he spoke, Dai Mubai and others, although they were full of confusion, could only shut their mouths angrily.
The big tent became quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tang San, waiting for his explanation.
Tang San's face showed no emotion at all. He stretched out his hand, picked up a black flag representing the Ningliu Alliance Army from the sand table, and gently turned it on his fingertips.
"You only see our superficial strength, but you don't see the fragility of our foundation."
His voice was very calm, but every word was clearly heard by everyone.
"You know how our army of ten thousand people came."
"They came because of "profit", and they will naturally leave because of "power". The notices of Ning Liu and Bibi Dong have shaken our foundation. Now we force a war. , once they get into a hard battle, the morale of the army will be chaotic. "
"More importantly, you underestimate our enemies."
Tang San glanced at the crowd, "Bibi Dong at level ninety-nine, Xu Jiushi at level ninety-eight, and Sword Douluo..."
"These three people alone require at least ten or more titled Douluo from our side to contain them, and the outcome is unpredictable."
"Who will deal with the remaining Ning Liu, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Tang Hao and others?"
"If this battle is fought, Come on, even if we can win, it will only be a miserable victory. "
"We will lose most of our vitality, and this is not the result I want."
Tang San's analysis, calm and cruel, instantly dispelled the enthusiasm of Dai Mubai and others.
They realized then that there was a huge gap in the top combat power between themselves and their enemies.
"Then...then we're going to leave in such a dejected manner?"
Ma Hongjun asked unwillingly, "It's too frustrating!"
"Aggrieved?"
Tang San sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his blood-red right eye,
"This temporary concession is for a greater future. My goal has never been to rule this small, barren land that has been divided up by various gods."
He waved his hand fiercely, pointing to the east of the big tent.
"My goal is the sea of stars!"
Speaking of this, he turned sideways and introduced to everyone the burly man who had been silent since he stood up.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my new servant."
Servant? Everyone was stunned and looked at the man curiously.
Tang San's lips curved in an evil way, and he slowly revealed the man's identity.
"His name is the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. His cultivation is infinitely close to a million years."
"Boom——!!!"
If the analysis just now made everyone calm down, then this sentence was like detonating a bomb in their minds!
Infinitely close to...a million years? !