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

The footsteps grew closer, yet the patrolling enemy forces seemed unaware of Qin Cang and Xiao Hu's presence. They hid behind a low bush, their figures almost completely obscured by darkness. However, Qin Cang's gaze was fixed on the front, his mind constantly weighing his next move. He knew that if he missed this opportunity, there would be no chance again. Whether he could successfully reach Liu San or break free from the enemy's grasp, it all depended on this fine line.

"There are four enemies, marching in unison, seemingly on a routine patrol," Qin Cang whispered to Xiao Hu. His words, though brief, were filled with decisiveness and resolve. He took a deep breath, every cell in his body in a state of extreme tension.

Xiaohu nodded silently. He knew Qin Cang was facing a difficult choice. Break through, engage the enemy, wait, or even simply turn around and leave. All options had to take into account the enemy, the environment, and their current goals. And every step was fraught with danger.

"Wait until they get closer, then be ready." A cold light flashed in Qin Cang's eyes. His body had almost merged with the surrounding environment. He only needed to wait for the enemy to approach so that he could block their way unexpectedly.

Their goal was clear: they had to quickly defeat these four enemies, then find an opportunity to break through and continue moving forward. If the enemy discovered anything unusual, their mission would fail directly.

The silence that lasted for a moment was like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of both men. Qin Cang's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped his weapon, and he could feel the sweat in his palms. Every breath was filled with anxiety. The pressure of the moment almost made him forget everything else. The enemy approached them, their steps heavy and regular, and the passage of time seemed to magnify every second.

"Get closer." Qin Cang's voice was deep and clear, with a resolute tone. "Get ready and wait for my order."

Xiao Hu's heart skipped a beat. Although he was so nervous that he could hardly control himself, he still suppressed his fear and anxiety. He knew that Qin Cang's judgment had never been wrong. All preparations were ready, waiting for this moment to come.

The enemy's footsteps gradually became clearer, as if each sound was challenging their patience and composure. Qin Cang's eyes quickly locked onto the four people in front of him, mentally analyzing their formation and movement patterns. The enemy walked steadily, apparently not noticing anything unusual, but it was precisely this laxity that gave them ample opportunity.

"Now!" Qin Cang suddenly shouted in a low voice, and his body suddenly rushed out from hiding. Almost in an instant, he appeared in front of the enemy.

The enemy obviously didn't react until Qin Cang suddenly appeared in front of them, and they stopped in surprise. A flash of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the four people, but they quickly reacted, drew their weapons, and prepared to fight.

"Xiao Hu, go!" Qin Cang instantly judged the enemy's reaction speed and immediately rushed towards the enemy in front. His movements were like lightning, swift and precise. Taking advantage of the enemy's slow reaction, he swung his weapon and slammed into the first enemy.

"Be careful!" Xiaohu's voice came from behind, but he immediately rushed forward without hesitation, facing the other side of the enemy. He had no hesitation in his heart, and every step he took was extremely swift. There was no fear in his eyes, only firm determination.

Although the enemy had drawn their guns, they were clearly thrown off balance by Qin Cang and Xiao Hu's sudden attack. One enemy, before he could raise his gun, was tackled to the ground by Qin Cang. He landed heavily on the slippery ground, letting out a muffled groan. Another enemy reacted and was about to raise his gun when Xiao Hu quickly pounced on him, his dagger slicing through the air like lightning, striking the enemy's neck.

A tense battle erupted in an instant. The air was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, the clashing of fists and feet, and the ripping of metal blades across skin. Although the enemy's reaction was swift, Qin Cang and Xiao Hu's coordination was seamless, leaving almost no room for maneuver.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the night sky, the loud sound shaking the surrounding trees slightly. Qin Cang's eyes froze instantly, and at that moment, he felt as if he was frozen. He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a sharp pain in his shoulder, almost making him lose consciousness.

He let out a low cry, but still managed to hold on. Then, he quickly threw himself sideways to the ground, avoiding the fatal bullet. At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind: if he fell, everything would become even more difficult. The entire mission would be completely failed if he fell.

"Xiao Hu!" Qin Cang called out in a low voice, his tone low but full of commanding force.

Xiao Hu heard the shout and reacted immediately. Although the number of enemies increased, he did not hesitate and quickly rushed to Qin Cang's side. His heart was filled with tension, but at this moment, his trust in Qin Cang made him rush forward without hesitation.

"Be careful!" Xiaohu had just reached Qin Cang's side when he saw two other enemies rapidly approaching, guns pointed at them. Time almost stood still as countless possible responses flashed through Qin Cang's mind. He knew that any hesitation could mean death. He took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and suddenly stood up, brandishing his weapon.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Cang roared almost gritting his teeth.

"Captain Qin, the scouts from the front are back." A tired-looking soldier ran up and whispered, his voice low, afraid of alerting the enemy lurking in the darkness.

Qin Cang nodded, signaling for the other party to bring the person over. A moment later, a young scout with a dusty face was brought in front of him. The scout's eyes were bloodshot, clearly having experienced an extremely dangerous ambush.

"What's the situation?" Qin Cang asked coldly. His voice was not loud, but it carried an authority that could not be ignored.

"The enemy is making moves tonight. Their troops have begun to gather, and it looks like they're planning a night attack on us," the scout reported in a low voice, a hint of nervousness in his tone. "Furthermore, they've also dispatched a small team of elite troops, likely targeting our defenses."

Qin Cang's brow furrowed slightly, then he regained his composure. He raised his head and glanced at the nearby camp. The soldiers were taking their time to rest, their exhausted figures looking even heavier against the backdrop of the campfire. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "They thought the cover of night would conceal their actions, but they didn't know we had already seen through everything."

"Captain Qin, what should we do next?" the deputy beside him asked in a low voice.