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

Chapter 473 Anomaly has been discovered

"Get ready now, I'll take you out." Qin Cang said without hesitation. "Quick, take me to where you're hiding."

The young man came back to his senses. Although his face was still uneasy and nervous, he nodded immediately: "This way, follow me."

Qin Cang followed closely behind, walking along the rugged path. The surrounding woods gradually grew denser, and a distant light could be vaguely seen through the branches and leaves, casting mottled spots of light through the gaps between the trees. The humidity in the air hit him, bringing an uncomfortable sense of oppression. Qin Cang frowned, and the surrounding silence gave him a bad feeling. The enemy's movements were often unpredictable, but the silence in this forest made him feel a little uneasy.

"How do you know these people are enemies?" Qin Cang asked.

The young man seemed a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and remained silent for a while before he whispered, "We originally thought the enemy was just an ordinary patrol and no one paid any attention to us civilians. Until one day, I went to peek and saw that those people always wore special markings. Those markings weren't used by our people. They must have been... issued to them by the enemy."

Qin Cang's heart trembled. He knew that if the enemy had planned so carefully, then the next move would inevitably be more complicated. And these villagers clearly did not fully realize the true danger they faced.

"You don't know the enemy's true strength." Qin Cang said in a heavy tone, "The enemy is not what you think. Those so-called patrols are just their front lines to control you. The real core strength is hidden deeper than you think."

The young man was silent for a moment, a trace of confusion in his eyes. "We... didn't expect it to be like this. We just felt something was wrong before, but everyone said that this place is relatively safe."

Qin Cang said nothing more and continued to lead them forward. After a while, a simple wooden house appeared before them, almost completely hidden by the trees, leaving only a faint outline. Qin Cang did not stop, knowing that the secrets of this place might be more complicated than he had imagined.

"It's right here." The young man stood in front of the wooden house and pointed inside. "Everyone is hiding inside."

Qin Cang didn't enter immediately. Instead, he looked around, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's. He could sense the growing tension in the air, as if waiting for some unknown moment. He raised his hand, motioning for everyone to remain still. Turning, he whispered to the young man, "Go in first, and keep quiet. I'll observe from outside."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and led the remaining villagers into the wooden house. Qin Cang stood quietly beside the wooden house, his eyes sharpening, his mind clear. Time was of no use. Sooner or later, the enemy would notice these people's movements. If they didn't react now, they would face catastrophic consequences.

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps. Qin Cang immediately turned his head, hiding behind a large tree, and fixed his eyes on the source of the sound. It was the figures of several enemies, quietly approaching from a distance.

Qin Cang held his breath, huddled quietly in the shadow of a large tree, his body tense as a bow. His eyes were fixed on the front, his alertness unwavering. The footsteps of several enemies grew closer and clearer. Though the footsteps were light, the tension lurking in the air felt like a predator approaching from the darkness, slowly closing in on him.

His heartbeat quickened, realizing he was already surrounded by the enemy. This sense of oppression was like an invisible net, silently tightening. Qin Cang's inner vigilance intensified, and his earlier judgment quickly took shape—the enemy was more than just a few patrols, but a purposeful roundup. The villagers had clearly become a carefully laid bait.

"So it's an ambush." ​​Qin Cang smiled coldly inwardly, his lips curling slightly, but his gaze remained as sharp as a cold knife. He could clearly feel that he was trapped in the enemy's meticulous plan, ambushed from behind and facing numerous obstacles from the front. However, he never feared this situation. Instead, he felt a surge of excitement - he had been looking for an opportunity to break through, and now was the time.

The enemy finally revealed a flaw.

He didn't act rashly, but waited quietly. His mind rapidly analyzed every movement around him. The sound of the wind, the sound of footsteps, even the occasional rustling of branches in the distance, seemed to provide him with important clues. Qin Cang knew he wasn't alone, but even with his group of villagers, he couldn't possibly face the enemy's elite troops head-on. He had to use this forest, and exploit the enemy's negligence in this area, to carve out a path for himself.

The enemy's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and their whispered conversation could almost be heard clearly. Qin Cang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the tension gradually subsided, replaced by a calm calculation. He knew that he could not waste any more time.

"Hurry up," Qin Cang whispered to himself. He turned to look at the villagers hiding in the wooden house, knowing that if they were discovered, the consequences would be disastrous. He would not allow them to sacrifice in vain, and he would not allow the enemy to successfully carry out their plan.

However, at the moment he made the decision, a faint voice suddenly came to his ears. The voice was clear but trembling with uncertainty: "Where is he?"

Qin Cang was startled, his heartbeat accelerating. This was the enemy's voice. Clearly, they had begun to suspect something was amiss in this area and were meticulously investigating every detail. The voice carried an unmistakable threat and alertness; it was clear that the enemy was closing in.

"Around the cabin!" another voice followed, its tone filled with coldness and determination. "If he's really around there, surround him immediately!"

Qin Cang's heart sank, and a sharp, cold light flashed in his eyes. He knew that the enemy had noticed something was wrong and was beginning to act in an orderly manner. It all seemed like a carefully planned hunt, and he was one of the prey.

"I can't escape." Qin Cang's lips curled up slightly. Although the enemy had begun to surround him, he didn't panic. Instead, a long-lost sense of excitement welled up in his heart. Either break through or die here. He had no way out.

Qin Cang sneered inwardly, then turned his body to the side and quickly darted out of his hiding place. His footsteps were as light as a ghost, making almost no sound. He knew that at this moment, he could not hesitate any longer.