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On the border of Silver Claw Principality, in the old mine of Da Da Town, the temporary headquarters of the Expeditionary Force, in front of the rest room.
"You haven't woken up yet?"
Facing Xiang Caidi's question, Jian Yue Cang Lian, who was sitting on the side of the passage, gently shook her head.
"I really want to see you nodding." Xiang Caidi sighed and became a little depressed.
She walked to Jian Yue Canglian, who moved to the side to make room for her, and then she sat down.
"I hope I can wake up before the Harvest Festival." Xiang Caidi said.
It has been a week since Chen Xing fell into coma, and there is still no sign of waking up. Chen Xing lay there, motionless, like a vegetative state. In order to prevent him from dehydration, Jian Yue Cang Lian had already given him an amino acid drip.
The Harvest Festival is one of the most important festivals in the Red Earth World. It started from the Holy Light Church in the Western Continent. It is held on December 26th every year. It is an equally important festival as the "Spring Festival" in the Eastern Continent.
"I am expecting every second that the master will wake up the next second." Jian Yue Canglian said. There are still ten days until the Harvest Festival, and she doesn't want her master to be unconscious for so long.
"I'm the same as you." Xiang Caidi quickly stated his position.
Jian Yue Canglian turned her face and nodded towards her to express her approval.
Next, the two fell into a long silence. One is sitting on his knees, looking straight ahead, and the other is sitting on the ground, with his hands on the ground, looking at the incandescent light above his head.
At this moment, the outside of the mine is heavily guarded.
The innermost ones are the Guards and Guards, and then the elite of the Chinese Army. There are three floors inside and three floors outside, and not even a mosquito can fly in.
Chen Xing is the soul and pillar of the expeditionary force. Unlike other troops, just changing the commander will be enough. Once something goes wrong with Chen Xing, the expeditionary force will be destroyed.
The reason is simple. The main components of the expeditionary force are mercenary groups gathered from all over the world. They came together because of their common ideals and became Chen Xing's subordinates.
These people accounted for three-quarters of the expeditionary force. Except for Chen Xing, who was Tienuo's successor, no one had enough prestige to lead them.
Then there are the powerful families in Gray Corner City represented by Ye Yang Zhengxiong, and the forces in Beihuang Edge Town represented by Mayor Prade. These are basically Chen Xing's personal friendships.
Not to mention others, joining the expeditionary force was just driven by opportunism, and the main purpose was to get promoted and make a fortune. If it weren't for Chen Xing being favored by the Demon Princess, they would not have risked offending the Maris royal family and other mainstream dignitaries by joining.
Therefore, once the news of Chen Xing's coma spreads, the expeditionary force will immediately become a mess.
What's even more terrible is that Chen Xing is in a coma caused by the undercurrent of communication time and space, and cannot move anywhere at will.
If the hostile party gets hold of this news, they may be faced with disaster in an instant.
"Did something happen up there? So many people were sent to defend it?" a former Chinese soldier from the Beiqiao Regiment asked his commander.
"Shut your mouth!" the second lieutenant lowered his voice and lectured, "You can ask what you should ask, but don't mention a word about what you shouldn't!"
Close to the mine is the security area of the first elite regiment of the Guards.
"Deputy leader, I haven't seen the boss for many days, do you think..." Rat looked at Huozui, glanced in the direction of the mine entrance, and did not finish the second half of the sentence.
Huo Zui used to be the deputy leader of the Thunder Light Regiment. He was used to the rat barking, so he unconsciously used the previous title.
Huozui crossed his arms, his thick shoulders bulging high, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It's indeed a bit strange..."
Rat looked around and whispered, "Look, do you want to ask Commander Xiang..."
Huozui thought for a while and shook his head, "It's not appropriate."
"Why is it inappropriate?" Rat said with a face of disapproval, "What do you think our relationship is with the boss? That's a double-edged sword.
Living and dying together, going through water and fire, they are closer than brothers. "
"Brothers are quite clear about it." Huo Zui said angrily.
"Okay, if you're afraid of girls and don't dare to ask, then I'll go!"
Rat used provocation, but Huo Zui was unmoved, "Come on, now it's not a question of whether you're afraid or not, but a question of whether it's suitable or not." Huo Zui grinned, "So , why was it that I was the deputy regiment back then, but you were the one carrying the flag?"
"That's because Boss Tie is partial and likes fat people." Rat said with a very unhappy expression.
"Look at how tough you are." Huo Zui laughed even louder, then patted the rat on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore." He said sternly, "Now the boss is the leader of an army. As the saying goes It is said that the state has national laws and the military has military regulations."
"Now is no different than when we were in the Thunder Light Group. We can do whatever we want, and everything must follow the rules."
"The boss has his own reasons for appointing Miss Xiang as the deputy commander-in-chief of the army. It is our duty to carry out the order."
"Believe in the boss and trust in the boss's judgment. If anything happens, Miss Xiang will definitely discuss it with us as soon as possible."
"You see there are so many people here, and we are the only ones guarding the door. Miss Xiang knows very well who is her brother."
"Well..." After some persuasion, Rat finally let go of his doubts.
The same doubts also plagued the master group performing reconnaissance missions outside Dada Town.
"Big Miaomiao, you said Mr. Qin hasn't contacted us for many days?" Cassie stared and puffed her mouth, like a curious chimpanzee.
"Yes." Big Cat nodded, "According to his previous habit, he will contact me every three days or so to inquire about the situation."
The Master Corps is Chen Xing's personal army and the force directly led by him. It only accepts orders from Chen Xing alone.
Since this week, Da Mao has only received orders from Xiang Caidi, and Chen Xing has not contacted him personally. He immediately realized that something might be wrong with Chen Xing.
But Xiang Caidi didn't say anything, and it was hard for him to ask.
Chen Xing also confessed that Xiang Caidi can represent him in an emergency.
There is no problem in executing orders, but Da Mao has been in the Beiqiao regiment and knows Xiang Caidi's true level. He can lead a small team, but the large army is stretched. Like him, she had no problem being Chen Xing's executor, but being on her own would definitely be lacking.
"Is Mr. Qin dead?" Cassie's eyes suddenly widened, and the whites of her eyes protruded, looking a little funny. He danced and danced, "Have you gone to heaven? Flying, flying, angels flying..."
"No, no, it's not!" Big Cat denied quickly. This Cassie's mind is still too simple. If you discuss the issue with him, you may slip up.
"I guess it's because I've won a battle recently and I've slacked off. I drank too much and couldn't get out of bed..." Big Cat said with a bit of helplessness.
"It must be!" Cassie clenched her fists and said angrily, "Mr. Qin has many wives. They love this one and love that one. They are very bad. They used to force me to be with an ugly woman..." The more he spoke, the more excited he became, drooling. Foam was sprayed on the big cat's face, "That woman has body odor, it stinks to me. There is also a fat one, Big Meow Meow, as fat as you. She weighs me down and I can't breathe. You know, I just want to breathe……"
Looking at the black guy who kept chattering, Big Cat couldn't help but rubbed his brow.
Whenever this time, he would think of Lao Ji. If the old man was still alive, at least there would be someone to discuss things with, instead of being sprayed with spittle all over his face like now, and having to keep nodding in agreement to prevent the other party from leaking the news.
But what Da Mao doesn't know is that the two women still dare not tell anyone about this matter. Because in their eyes, everyone may be a traitor.
Originally, when such a thing happened, the first person who should be informed was Lin Shiyuan, Chen Xing's appointed chief of staff and the think tank of the expeditionary force.
However, Xiang Caidi didn't dare. She knew very little about Lin Shiyuan. She only knew that he was brought back from Baixiang City by Chen Xing. He was good at writing poems. He often flirted with aristocratic widows on the Internet, and he also set up some kind of poetry club.
It's very unseemly.
To be honest, Xiang Caidi hates such a man. He hangs out with women all day long, acting coquettishly and not doing serious business, and she doesn't think he has the ability to command military affairs.
But that's not the most important thing. In her opinion, loyalty to Chen Xing is the most important thing. She has not found anyone with enough convincing evidence to prove that Lin Shiyuan is trustworthy.
As for other people, even if they are trustworthy, what's the use of telling them?
Maybe Huo Zui and Da Mao are trustworthy, but speaking out will not help except for a few more people to know. She couldn't expect two simple-minded men with well-developed limbs to be smarter than her, or to have more social resources and connections than she, a strong man in the Sanctuary.
The principle of confidentiality is that if it is not necessary, the risk will be reduced if one less person knows.
If the other party is loyal, she will faithfully carry out her orders even if she does not know. Because Chen Xing had explained in advance that in an emergency, she could exercise the power of the supreme commander of the expeditionary force on her behalf. She, the deputy commander-in-chief of the entire army, is not just a decoration.
If the other party has different intentions, it will be a disaster if they find out.
Which one is more important or less important can be known by just thinking about it.
Therefore, she must keep it a secret. The only thing she can do now is to block the news and wait for Chen Xing to wake up.
But just in case, Chen Xing can't wake up...
She slapped her face hard, not daring to think about the consequences.
A man who gave her her first taste of being a woman, a man who promised her all the future, a man who was passionate and ruthless, interesting and boring...
If he disappeared, maybe her heart would die with him and become an empty shell without a soul.
The little maid next to her closed her eyes and held her hands together as if she was praying. Palace maids have no gods, their master is their supreme god, so who is she praying to?
Thinking of this, Xiang Caidi changed her posture, knelt on her knees, held each other's hands, lowered her head and closed her eyes, thinking silently in her heart.
"Courage and strength, steadfastness and unity, invincible Iron Goddess, please listen to my prayer..."
In the endless darkness, a little light shines.
After taking a look, Chen Xing quickly closed the cover of the watch and put the pocket watch in his arms, trying to prevent as much light as possible.
He had been observing for some time.
This is a pier with a long and narrow road. There are wooden boards at the feet and wooden fences on both sides. You can't see what is underneath the wooden boards. In short, you can't hear the sound of water.
The rotting corpses in front and behind are not motionless. They occasionally shake and take a few steps forward.
Because the pier was very narrow and there was not enough space on both sides, he had no way to run to the front or back. He could only stand stupidly in his position like these rotting corpses. Whenever the team moves forward, he takes a few steps forward.
After this period of observation, he discovered a pattern.
Whenever the hour and minute hands in the pocket watch pass by the twelve o'clock position, the team will move forward a little bit.
Then he began to think about whether it was like queuing up to board a boat. Every twelve o'clock, a ferry would pass by. The wights in front got on board, so the line moved forward a little.
Or, queuing up to offer sacrifices...
Like queuing up to fill your stomach with something...
This possibility is a bit scary to think about. You know, he is a weakling here who can't even use fingertip electricity.
Thinking of this, Chen Xing touched the copper watch in his arms. This was the only thing that could reassure him at the moment.
That respectable former mayor, Legend of the Deep Sea, wouldn’t have tricked him, would he?
There's no need to trick him. If you really want to trick him, wouldn't you just sit back and watch?
But the other party seems to be a little mentally disturbed...
While I was thinking, there was a crunching sound in front of me, and something seemed to be squeezing up from behind.
When the time came, he quickly moved forward.
