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

Chapter 484 How is this possible?

Although he had a guess in mind, Qin Cang didn't dare to jump to conclusions. Every step he took was extremely cautious, and he moved through the woods as quickly as a ghost, not giving the enemy any chance to react.

The team members followed closely behind, their eyes filled with vigilance. Everyone knew that a fierce battle might be about to begin. But Qin Cang would not allow anyone to relax. He commanded in a serious tone: "Focus and keep a close eye on the surroundings. The enemy may appear at any time. Be prepared to fight."

As the team moved through the forest, they suddenly saw a faint light leaking out from between the trees ahead. It seemed to be some kind of fire, flickering unsteadily. Qin Cang's heart suddenly tightened. He knew that the fire was not natural, not an ordinary campfire, but some extremely clever setting, which might be the enemy's signal.

He quickly stopped and made a "stop" gesture. The team members immediately stopped and remained alert. Qin Cang's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were sharp as a knife. His heart beat faster, and several most dangerous possibilities flashed through his mind -

"The trap set by the enemy may be just ahead." Qin Cang whispered, with a suppressed calmness in his tone, as if he had seen through every move of the enemy.

Liu San and the other team members tightened their grips on their swords, a chill rising in their hearts. Days of fighting and physical and mental exhaustion had left them somewhat numb, but at this moment, their alertness quickly returned to peak. Every one knew that the next battle would be a life-or-death decision.

The team continued to march, with Qin Cang leading the way. With every step, his eyes would scan the surroundings, looking for any possible flaws. As the fire ahead grew closer, doubts gradually grew in the team members' hearts: "What exactly is that? Is it a bait set by the enemy, or a shelter for those villagers?"

At this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from the woods ahead. It wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible—the sound of a stone falling to the ground, as if someone had deliberately dropped it, reminding them that this road was not safe.

Qin Cang's eyes instantly turned cold, and he commanded without hesitation: "Get around! Quick!"

The team immediately stopped and quickly changed direction, trying to avoid the area directly ahead. However, this change seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, and then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from all directions.

"Enemy!" Liu San shouted in a low voice, his face suddenly became serious, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and his eyes flashed with the desire to fight.

Qin Cang's heart skipped a beat, and the worst guess instantly flashed through his mind - the enemy had already been lurking around them, and they had simply entered the encirclement set by the enemy.

As expected, just as they passed through a dense forest, the trees suddenly parted, and dozens of enemy soldiers appeared silently before them. Each enemy's face was filled with dead indifference, their gazes as ruthless as cold iron, and their pace was even, leaving Qin Cang and his men no room for counterattack.

"Retreat!" Qin Cang made a decision in an instant, his voice almost bursting out. He knew that only retreat could give him a chance to survive.

However, the enemy's reaction was also incredibly swift, almost instantly blocking their retreat. Their equipment was rudimentary, but that didn't hinder their lethality. The long swords and bows in their hands, like sharp blades slicing through the air, pointed directly at Qin Cang and his group.

The team members were nervous, but under Qin Cang's command, they quickly organized a defense line. Although they were outnumbered by the enemy, they still put up a stubborn resistance.

Liu San swung his sword, the sword flashing like lightning, swiftly slashing at the oncoming enemy. His eyes were full of murderous intent. Although exhausted, at this moment, he completely forgot all his worries and burdens, with only one thought left - to repel the enemy in front of him!

"Everyone, spread out!" Qin Cang whispered. Although he knew the enemy vastly outnumbered him, he remained calm. His gaze darted between the enemies, a glint of intelligence in his eyes. He knew that without clever tactics, they would not be able to escape this life-or-death battle unscathed.

The battle was like a nightmare, a crisscross of swords and sabers, the atmosphere oppressive to the extreme. Every encounter was a matter of life and death, the air thick with the scent of blood. Every strike by the team members was full of strength, and every attack by the enemy was devastating.

Qin Cang's heart was filled with anxiety, but he still insisted on his own judgment: "Don't let them get close, delay time first and look for an opportunity!"

Qin Cang's heart pounded in his chest, and the oppressive feeling in the air grew heavier. The enemy was close at hand, and the predicament before him seemed a dead end, with no escape. Yet, his gaze swiftly scanned the enemy's formation, rapidly calculating every detail of the battle, analyzing their formations and movements. Despite his desperate situation, his mind remained clear, even revealing a calm resolve.

"Changes must be made." He muttered to himself and made a quick decision.

The clashing of swords and knives brought him back to his senses. The air around him grew hotter, as if every drop of sweat could become a sharp blade. Every member knew that the enemy before them was no ordinary patrol, but carefully selected and trained warriors. The enemy was neither impatient nor impatient, as if they intended to force them into a corner, bit by bit, and finally destroy them completely.

"Captain, what should we do?" Liu San's voice came from behind, filled with anxiety. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes revealing unease. At this point, they were cornered by the enemy, unable to move. The entire team was like trapped prey, vulnerable to being devoured at any moment.

Qin Cang raised his head, his face still cold and resolute. "Don't move, hold them back first."

Liu San was a little confused: "Delay? The enemy has surrounded us, how is this possible?"

Qin Cang's eyes flashed with deep thought, and he said softly, "The enemy will definitely think that we are going to break through with all our strength, and they will get closer. But in fact, it is this illusion of 'breaking through' that can create opportunities for us."

Liu San looked at Qin Cang. Although he didn't fully understand his superior's intention, he knew that no matter what kind of predicament Qin Cang faced, he would always find a glimmer of hope. So he didn't ask any more questions, but gritted his teeth and secretly prepared himself to fight at any time.

Qin Cang, on the other hand, maintained a calm exterior, but his inner turmoil made him frown from time to time. The trap set by the enemy was invisible and intangible, like a large net, trapping them.