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

Chapter 537 Avoiding Head-on Confrontation

He and Little Tiger moved silently through the woods, their footsteps so light they were almost inaudible. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting a faint glow over their figures. The air was filled with the scent of moist earth, and the world around them seemed to have fallen silent. Only the two of them moved silently in this stillness, following the tense atmosphere of the battle.

Qin Cang's eyes remained fixed on the front, but his thoughts had already drifted to Liu San. Liu San's abnormality had long since taken root in his mind. Every time he tried to put the question behind him, that hesitant look, Liu San's momentary unease, would haunt him like a venomous snake, impossible to escape. He had told himself that everything must serve the battle, the team, but the doubts in his heart remained unanswered.

This time, he'd counter Liu San's strategy. He'd let Liu San assume he was about to launch a conventional attack, while he and Xiao Hu quietly attacked, breaking the enemy's formation and looking for a chance to break through. He knew it was a risk, but it was also his only chance of finding a breakthrough. The enemy's layout wasn't perfect, often leaving loopholes at crucial moments. Qin Cang knew that victory or defeat in battle depended not just on the confrontation of strength, but also on the precise application of strategy and tactics. This time, he decided to take control of everything himself.

"Xiaohu, are you ready?" Qin Cang asked in a low voice, with a hint of calmness and determination in his tone.

Xiaohu nodded, his eyes gleaming with a calmness that belied his age. "We're ready, Captain. We're ready to act at any time."

"Okay." A sharp light flashed in Qin Cang's eyes. "Remember, this time, we are luring the enemy deep into our territory and waiting for an opportunity to counterattack."

Xiaohu frowned slightly. Although he felt a little doubtful, he nodded firmly. "Understood, Captain."

As their conversation faded into the night, their footsteps grew lighter as they approached the enemy's front line. Qin Cang couldn't help but wonder: What did Liu San know? Had he already sensed his intentions? And would his decision, if it so happened, alter the course of the battle?

These questions surged like a tidal wave, nearly suffocating Qin Cang's breath. With every passing second, he felt a growing sense of oppression. At this point, he could no longer turn back, even beginning to doubt whether he had made the right choice. Anxiety and worry surged like an undercurrent, but he knew that once he made a decision, there was no turning back. The only thing he could do was embrace the future, no longer questioning the outcome.

"Xiao Hu, we're almost at the outpost." Qin Cang whispered, his eyes gradually becoming sharper, as if he was completely immersed in the upcoming showdown.

Xiaohu also held his breath, following closely behind Qin Cang. As their pace quickened, they approached the enemy's position, clearly hearing the clash of weapons and the hushed conversations of soldiers in the distance. Qin Cang gestured for Xiaohu to stop, then crouched down and listened attentively.

"The enemy's soldiers may seem scattered, but they are actually very well-defended." Qin Cang quickly analyzed in his mind, "We must quickly find the enemy's weak points so that we can defeat them with one strike."

Xiao Hu remained silent, his eyes fixed on the front, a surge of unease and tension welling up in his heart. Although he had experienced battle many times before, this time, he felt a pressure he had never felt before. He knew that Qin Cang's decisions often led to surprising results, and this time, he knew that this would be a battle with no way out.

As time passed, the enemy's position became increasingly clear. Qin Cang once again examined his surroundings, his gaze sweeping across the camp ahead. His plan was nearing completion. He decided to strike the enemy line with the most unexpected force, disrupt their rhythm, and lead his team in a counterattack.

"Xiaohu, we're going to make a detour from the right," Qin Cang ordered in a low voice. "Quickly and stealthily. Our target is the enemy's communication position. We need to destroy their command system."

Xiaohu nodded, a look of determination on his face. The two men silently crossed the jungle, following Qin Cang's guidance, and began to bypass the enemy's main position, approaching the enemy's weak points. In the night, their figures wandered in the darkness like ghosts, without a sound.

Qin Cang's composure gradually returned, his thoughts becoming clearer, every detail unnoticed. Although Liu San's image lingered in his mind, at this moment, all his anxiety and confusion were replaced by the urgency of the battle. He knew that this time, he had to be calm and decisive. Victory depended on his own efforts.

Qin Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, focusing on the movement ahead. He felt the air suddenly become oppressive, as if everything around him was quietly tightening. The sound of soft footsteps echoed in his ears, and those undetected enemies were gradually approaching. His heartbeat also began to accelerate, and every pulse beat seemed to remind him that the situation ahead was becoming complicated.

He turned around and whispered to Xiaohu, "Change the route and go around their flank."

Xiao Hu was stunned, obviously not expecting this change. He subconsciously glanced at Qin Cang, a hint of uneasiness flashing in his eyes. "Captain, are we not going to proceed as planned?"

Qin Cang's expression remained unchanged, his eyes as calm as water. He knew he could no longer continue along his previous path. The enemy had already discovered the anomaly, and his original plan was no longer viable. Standing at this crossroads, he felt a deep unease growing stronger. Every decision he made was like a step down an unpredictable path, fraught with unknown dangers.

"Xiao Hu, listen to me," Qin Cang said in a low and powerful voice, "Change the angle and go around the enemy's flank. We must avoid a head-on confrontation and can't take any more risks."

Looking at Qin Cang's eyes, Xiaohu knew that the captain must have made this decision after careful consideration. But doubts still lingered in his mind. He had originally thought of Qin Cang as a fearless commander, able to face any challenge head-on, but today, he felt an unusual heaviness.

"I understand, Captain." Xiaohu didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and followed Qin Cang's pace.

The two men quietly bypassed the enemy's position, changed direction, and entered another area. The dark forest remained silent, only the occasional sound of wind and rustling leaves. Qin Cang's steps were light and swift, each movement precisely calculated. His mind was still constantly replaying various possible scenarios.