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

Chapter 509 No More Time to Waste

Every bundle of food and fodder on this land was essential to their survival. Now, their movements were becoming increasingly difficult, as the enemy seemed to have seized the initiative. Liu San's disappearance had caught him off guard, rendering all his plans and responses utterly fragile. At this moment, quietly transferring this food and fodder was the only way to temporarily delay the enemy's attack. Even so, Qin Cang could not ignore his inner cherishment for these resources.

Each bag of rations carried their hope, but in the current situation, this hope seemed almost insignificant. The further he walked, the heavier the anxiety in his heart became, eventually forming an indescribable sense of oppression. The enemy could attack at any time, and all they relied on now was this pile of supplies buried in the darkness.

"We can't abandon these supplies." Qin Cang suddenly whispered to Xiao Hu, his voice low but full of determination, "Even if there are many dangers ahead, we can't easily abandon these supplies."

Xiaohu followed him silently, feeling somewhat puzzled. "General, the enemy has already begun searching for us. If we continue to focus on the food supplies, won't we be putting ourselves in trouble?"

Qin Cang didn't answer him immediately. He paused, his gaze piercing the darkness ahead, as if confronting an invisible enemy. The air was filled with moisture, and the dew on the branches swayed slightly in the wind, making a slight sound. Qin Cang's heart was also slightly trembling. This feeling was like standing on the edge of an abyss, ready to be swallowed at any moment, but he had to keep going.

"These grains and fodders are not just our food, they are the capital for our survival." Qin Cang finally spoke, his eyes becoming deep. "We can't let them go to waste. Even if Liu San is missing, we must use this to change the situation."

As Xiaohu listened to the general's voice, his confusion gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of resolve. He had followed Qin Cang through countless life-or-death battles, and each time, Qin Cang's judgment had never disappointed. Despite the current dire situation, he still chose to trust the general's decision. He knew that behind every decision Qin Cang made lay deeper thoughts.

"General, do you mean... to move the food and supplies to a safer place?" Xiaohu asked with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Qin Cang nodded. "We can't hesitate any longer. If we leave these provisions behind, the enemy will likely use them as a breakthrough point and completely block our logistics lines." He paused, his eyes gazing into the distance through the night. "I know this is very risky for us. But we have no other choice."

Xiaohu was silent for a moment. He knew that every decision in battle was a watershed between life and death. At this time, Qin Cang chose to continue to hold on to the strategic significance of food and grass, not only to preserve their follow-up strength, but also to delay the enemy's attack and buy more time.

"Okay, let's continue." Xiaohu whispered. There was no doubt in his voice, but more trust in Qin Cang.

"Yes," Qin Cang said firmly, stepping forward. Even with an inexplicable tension and anxiety surging in his heart, he never flinched. Each step he took was firm and powerful.

They continued on, silently passing through the outskirts of the camp. The surroundings were as quiet as usual, but both men knew the enemy could detect their movements at any moment. And food and fodder remained their most important objective.

"We can't give them up." These words kept echoing in Qin Cang's mind.

This wasn't just a guarantee of supplies; it was their confidence in resisting the enemy. Every bag of food was a symbol of their continued perseverance. Even if Liu San disappeared, or even if their plan couldn't proceed as planned, as long as they had this pile of food, they wouldn't be completely hopeless.

"The enemy will definitely notice these supplies." Xiaohu's voice broke the brief silence. "Even if we can move them, what if the enemy comes after us?"

Qin Cang did not answer directly. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said slowly, "If the enemy has noticed, it means they have already started to act. We need to complete the transfer as soon as possible and not give them time to react."

The two quickened their pace and arrived at the designated storage location. The surrounding environment became more secluded. The place that should have been full of tranquility became filled with invisible pressure because of the presence of food and fodder.

"Separate the food and fodder to minimize the risk of being discovered by the enemy," Qin Cang instructed, his movements swift and precise. Even with countless worries in his heart, each of his instructions was still full of decisiveness and precision.

Xiaohu nodded and whispered, "I understand."

The two of them busied themselves, their hands moving faster and faster. Although the darkness outside still oppressed them, their inner goals made everything seem fulfilling and meaningful. Qin Cang kept giving orders. Although he knew that such a move could not be done quietly, he still had to do it.

"General, the food and fodder have been transferred." Xiaohu stood aside, panting, a glint of excitement in his eyes, but then his expression became serious again. "However, the enemy patrols are becoming more and more frequent. We may have been discovered."

Qin Cang didn't respond immediately, instead gazing deeply into the darkness beyond. He felt as if the entire world was waiting for a sudden explosion. Anxiety surged in his heart like a tide, but he remained steadfast. Even if danger loomed, he would never stop moving forward.

"Evacuate immediately." Qin Cang said in a deep voice, with a cold glint in his eyes, "We can't waste any more time."

Xiao Hu responded, quickly turning and running in the opposite direction, Qin Cang following closely behind. Their figures quickly disappeared into the bushes. Although they knew the enemy had begun to notice, they had no time to think about it. They had to complete this fateful transfer as quickly as possible.

Every step carries countless expectations, and every turn could be a matter of life or death.

The night air grew heavier, Qin Cang's steps almost blending with the air. Although he had never betrayed a hint of anxiety, at this moment, his heartbeat quickened slightly due to the uneasy premonition. The air was damp, and the surrounding trees seemed to whisper to each other. The night wind rustled through the grass, bringing with it waves of rustling sounds. Every tiny sound made Qin Cang's nerves tense even more.

"Xiao Hu, pay attention to your surroundings." Qin Cang reminded in a low voice. There was no fluctuation in his voice, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of environment.