Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

"What's going on?" he asked in a low voice, without a trace of warmth in his tone.

Liu San panted, his eyes gradually becoming hazy, as if nothing had anything to do with him. He peered over Qin Cang's shoulder into the distance, as if he were searching for something, yet seemed powerless to pursue it. Once again, Liu San spoke, but his voice was hoarse and low, as if coming from the abyss: "I... have already dragged you down... If you don't give up... you will..."

Qin Cang's heart sank. He understood Liu San's intention. Liu San was not one to give up easily, and certainly not one to put his teammates in trouble. However, in that instant, he seemed to have made a decision—in this life-or-death struggle, he decided to sacrifice himself.

"Shut up." Qin Cang's tone was like a cold blade, sharp and decisive. He knew that Liu San had no more time. In this situation, any delay would only make Liu San more painful.

Qin Cang quickly took off his coat and, without hesitation, pressed it against Liu San's wound, attempting to temporarily staunch the bleeding. Unfortunately, in this smoke-filled battlefield, all efforts seemed futile. Liu San's body gradually grew colder and colder, his breath growing weaker and weaker.

"Don't be afraid, just wait a moment. I'll take you back." Qin Cang's voice was extremely low, almost a growl through gritted teeth. He knew that there was no turning back in this battle. Everyone was making a choice for their own life or death. But Liu San was the first to make a choice.

A smile appeared on Liu San's lips, like a spring breeze, or a leaf slowly drifting down onto the ground that was about to freeze. His eyes gradually blurred, and he raised his hands slightly, as if trying to grasp something, but in the end, he let them go powerlessly.

"Cang...don't look back." Liu San's voice was extremely weak, but it was clearly heard by Qin Cang.

Qin Cang was stunned. His hands trembled slightly, and his body froze for a moment as if struck by a heavy hammer. In that instant, the grief and anger in his heart intertwined into an uncontrollable storm, as if everything was collapsing in an instant.

"Don't worry," Qin Cang whispered, staring intently into Liu San's eyes, as if he wanted to engrave everything about him into his heart, "I won't give up."

Qin Cang's eyes remained fixed on Liu San's pale face. Blood gushed from his chest like a fountain, soaking his clothes and staining the uniform that once brimmed with the aura of battle. Although his heart felt like it was being cut by a sharp blade, he showed no hesitation or weakness. He knew that only by remaining calm could he make the most accurate judgment.

Yet, as he gazed back at the curving mountains around him, he still felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. The troops behind him were already following him, ready to deploy at any moment, but he knew his own team had reached its most perilous moment. Liu San's injury was a sign of the battle, a reminder that their situation was precarious.

"Take Liu San with you." Qin Cang ordered in a low voice. He didn't look at Liu San's face again, but looked up at the several strong warriors in the team, "Immediately arrange two people to escort him carefully, don't let the enemy find us."

Without hesitation, everyone in the team sprang into action. Several members quickly lifted Liu San up, carefully carrying him toward the ravine ahead while keeping an eye on the surroundings.

Qin Cang's eyes never left Liu San. He didn't want Liu San to die, even though he knew it was an almost unavoidable death. But that deep emotion made Qin Cang ignore all other considerations, wanting only to do whatever it took to get Liu San to safety.

Liu San's face grew paler, his breath as weak as a candle in the wind. The coldness in Qin Cang's eyes gradually gave way to a faint worry, but he didn't let himself stop. He knew the battle wasn't over, it had just begun.

"How many people are there?" Qin Cang asked his deputy Chen Kai in a low voice.

"A dozen people, probably more than that." Chen Kai's face was filled with worry, but he still responded firmly, "Let's go into the ravine. The enemy may have noticed our position."

Qin Cang nodded gently and said in a deep voice: "No matter how many people there are, we have to get through. Liu San's injuries need to be treated as soon as possible. We can't delay here."

The team members ahead had already begun to accelerate in unison. Qin Cang observed the surrounding terrain and slowly raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop. His eyes swept over the dense ridges, and he had already made a decision in his mind.

"Go this way," he whispered, pointing to a narrow mountain path. The ravine was surrounded by dense trees, and a white mist filled the air, as if covered with a light layer of frost. Bushes grew thickly on both sides of the mountain path, and the deeper you went, the more desolate it became.

Liu San's breathing became increasingly rapid, nearly ragged gasps escaping his nose. Qin Cang's heart tightened, cold sweat crawling down his spine. He knew time was running out. With every step, he felt like he was stepping into the abyss of death. His heartbeat grew faster and faster in his chest, as if even the air itself had become heavy.

"I know you don't want to see me die, but..." Liu San's voice sounded again, with a faint hoarseness, "Just let it go."

Qin Cang's heart trembled when he heard this. He stopped, lowered his head, and stared into Liu San's eyes, which had begun to lose their luster. Liu San's expression was extremely complicated, with an indescribable sense of relief and reluctance. His hand rested weakly on Qin Cang's arm, and the feeling of weightlessness was something Qin Cang couldn't ignore.

"No." Qin Cang's voice was as hard as iron. "You can't die. You can't die!"

Liu San raised a bitter smile, his eyes still filled with inexpressible affection. "Even if I die, the team can still go further. It's no big deal."

"Don't say that." Qin Cang finally lost control and growled, his voice filled with unprecedented urgency and desperation, "You stay alive!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the valley fell into a moment of silence. Even the frost in the air seemed to freeze. The surrounding team members stopped in their tracks, each holding their breath, as if even their heartbeats had slowed and slowed.

Liu San raised his hand and patted Qin Cang's shoulder with difficulty. The tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed. He still forced a smile: "It's enough that you can lead everyone to survive. Leave the rest to me."

Qin Cang gritted his teeth, the pain in his heart almost made him unable to help but grab Liu San's shoulders and shake him hard, but in the end, he just lowered his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "You are not allowed to die. Do you hear me?"