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

Chapter 478 Possible Enemy Ambush

After a long pause, Liu San raised his head, took a deep breath, and finally spoke, "The enemy... is well-prepared, with an extremely complex network of sentries patrolling the camp. I didn't rashly approach too closely, but simply observed from a distance." He paused, a subtle flicker of hesitation in his eyes, and continued in a low voice, "I sense their defenses are far more rigorous than we anticipated."

A deep light flashed in Qin Cang's eyes, and he nodded, seemingly not overly surprised. He had long anticipated that the enemy's strength would never be as simple as they appeared on the surface.

"Yeah." Qin Cang responded briefly. He stood in front of Liu San, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Liu San, you have doubts in your heart."

Liu San's body shook slightly, and he instantly looked up and looked at Qin Cang. At that moment, there seemed to be a flicker of confusion and uneasiness in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I didn't." Liu San said softly, but the hesitation in his tone could not be concealed.

Qin Cang's gaze deepened, his sharp eyes seeming to see through everything. He did not immediately break the silence, but took a few steps back and slowly sat back in his seat.

"You're not the type to be easily swayed by emotions." Qin Cang's voice was cold and steady. "Since you have doubts in your heart, you should tell me. We have fought side by side for many years, and trust is the most basic principle."

Liu San stood there, seemingly struggling hard, his expression becoming complex and changeable. He knew that Qin Cang had seen through his heart, and he could no longer hide anything.

"The enemy... their vigilance was extremely high. When I approached the enemy camp, I felt a strange sense of oppression." Liu San finally spoke, whispering, "I don't know why, but at that moment, I felt as if I was being watched, as if someone had noticed my presence."

"This is not just a feeling." Qin Cang's voice was low, like a dull thunder, so quiet that it made people shudder. "What you feel is the enemy's hidden murderous intent."

Liu San raised his head and finally met Qin Cang's gaze, with a barely perceptible hint of confusion in his eyes.

"But we have to move on, don't we?" he asked in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue in his tone.

Qin Cang did not respond immediately, but slowly stood up and walked in front of Liu San, with a determined light in his eyes.

"Forward," he said coldly, "regardless of whether there are dangers or traps ahead, only by moving forward can we have a glimmer of hope."

The night deepened, the air piercing with chill and silence, as if the entire world were shrouded in a dead stillness. The wind continued to blow bitterly through the valley, carrying moisture and a faint scent of earth. Qin Cang stood outside the camp, the earth beneath his feet making a slight rustling sound. His eyes were no longer as sharp as before, but instead had become calm and profound.

"Liu San is right. The enemy's vigilance far exceeded our expectations." Qin Cang muttered to himself. There was no anger or dissatisfaction in his tone, but rather a calmness that was almost peaceful. His eyes swept around, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

He knew that the enemy was not as simple as it appeared, especially the hesitation and uneasiness Liu San displayed upon returning. This was not just a momentary emotional fluctuation, but a hidden threat. When Liu San returned to report, Qin Cang had already realized that the enemy was not to be underestimated.

"We can't go on like this." Qin Cang sighed softly, his gaze fixed once again on the distant mountain range shrouded in darkness. He suddenly realized that perhaps this mountain was their only path to victory. Deep in the valley, a hidden path might be a breakthrough to the enemy camp.

He turned back to the camp, the dim light illuminating his handsome yet stern face. Inside the tent, Liu San was squatting in a corner, lowering his head to sort out his equipment. Qin Cang walked over, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready." Liu San's voice was low, a little tired, but still firm. Clearly, Liu San hadn't completely let go of his worries, and even his trust in Qin Cang couldn't completely suppress his inner turmoil.

"We are leaving the camp tonight," Qin Cang said. His voice was simple and crisp without any unnecessary emotions.

Liu San raised his head and looked at Qin Cang, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. "Leave the camp?" He repeated, obviously not fully understanding what Qin Cang meant.

"Yes." Qin Cang nodded. "The enemy's defenses are too tight to be easily broken through. We need to find a hidden path, bypass their positions, and find a breakthrough."

"The path leading into the mountains?" Liu San was shocked, and suddenly understood what Qin Cang meant. "You mean, go around the mountain from that side?"

"That's right." Qin Cang answered without hesitation, "I just saw it outside, and the mountain is not as insurmountable as we imagined. A small path at the foot of the mountain can lead through the valley, where we may find a hidden path leading to the enemy camp." His eyes flashed, and he seemed to be fully prepared.

Liu San's brow furrowed slightly. He pondered for a moment, his lips moving slightly as if about to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. He knew that Qin Cang was always decisive in his decisions, and would carry them out without hesitation, even in the face of countless difficulties and dangers. And at this moment, the uneasiness in his heart finally subsided a little—but it still hadn't completely disappeared.

"Okay," Liu San replied softly, then stood up and quickly checked his equipment. His face no longer showed the hesitation and uneasiness he had previously displayed, instead regaining his former composure and resolve.

Qin Cang glanced around the camp, seeing that everyone was ready. He waved his hand, signaling everyone to assemble. The soldiers in the camp quickly packed their bags and sorted their equipment. Everything was done in an orderly manner, without a trace of chaos. After all, under Qin Cang's command, this team had become accustomed to calmly responding to crises.

"We must find that road before dawn." Qin Cang's voice rang out again, his eyes icy, as if he would not tolerate any accidents. "Liu San, you lead the team forward. Be careful on the road, especially pay attention to possible ambushes by the enemy."

Liu San nodded, his eyes revealing a deep sense of responsibility and a profound understanding of this uncertain path. "Understood, sir."

Qin Cang stood at the front of the team, taking a deep look at the distant mountain range. The dark mountain seemed indifferent, quiet, and lonely, but Qin Cang knew that the danger hidden behind it was far beyond their imagination. Just like the human heart, seemingly calm on the outside, but actually turbulent.