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

Qin Cang noticed Xiao Hu's nervousness and spoke in a low voice with a hint of comfort: "Don't be afraid. There are no foolproof plans on the battlefield, only warriors who are ready to respond at any time. You only need to remember one thing - no matter what happens, always keep your eyes on your target and don't hesitate."

Xiaohu took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly sounded from the distance of the camp, and then a figure approached. It was Liu San.

Liu San's expression remained unsatisfactory. Standing in the shadows outside the camp, he glanced at Qin Cang, then at Xiao Hu, and finally said coldly, "Captain Qin, I have something to tell you."

Qin Cang looked at him expressionlessly, his tone calm: "Go ahead."

Liu San took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress his emotions. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "For tomorrow's operation, I will lead the troops to attack from the flank."

Xiaohu was slightly stunned and looked at Liu San with some surprise - he originally thought that Liu San was still angry and might not take the initiative to talk to Qin Cang, but now he actually volunteered to lead the team, which was beyond his expectation.

Qin Cang's eyes remained calm, as if he was trying to judge Liu San's thoughts. He was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Liu San's tone was firm. "Since you said the tactics need to change, then I will execute it. The people I lead will not be a drag."

Qin Cang stared at him for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Okay, you lead the flank, but you must listen to my orders."

Liu San snorted coldly, without saying anything more, just turned and left.

Xiao Hu looked at Liu San's back, feeling a little complicated: "Captain Qin, Brother Liu San...is he still angry with you?"

Qin Cang looked at the map calmly, his eyes unwavering: "He has his temper, and I have my principles. As long as he is willing to follow orders, that's enough."

Xiaohu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do you trust him?"

Qin Cang paused for a moment, then softly uttered two words: "Letter."

Xiaohu was stunned.

Qin Cang did not explain anything further, but continued to adjust the tactical deployment on the map. The campfire reflected on his resolute profile, making him look like a silent rock, steady and unshakable.

The night was as dark as ink, and the wind blew through the forest, bringing a chill. The campfire was nearly dead, occasionally a few sparks flickering, briefly illuminating the darkness before quickly fading back to silence. In the camp, the soldiers were already resting in groups, leaning against tree trunks or on the ground, but no one dared to truly relax. The air was filled with an oppressive, murderous atmosphere, and everyone knew that tomorrow's battle would determine their life or death.

Qin Cang stood on a boulder, surveying the surrounding terrain. The night breeze caressed his cheeks, his gaze cold and focused. Xiaohu and several reconnaissance soldiers gathered around him, each with a look of nervous anticipation.

"Captain Qin, are we really going to attack?" Xiao Hu finally couldn't help but ask, a hint of doubt in his voice. Logically speaking, their numbers weren't superior, and the risk of attacking was far greater than passive defense. Qin Cang wasn't one to take unnecessary risks.

Qin Cang didn't answer immediately. His gaze remained fixed on the distant forest, pondering every detail of his tactics. He knew full well that the key to this battle wasn't a head-on confrontation, but rather how to exploit the terrain and the enemy's psychological weaknesses. After a moment's pause, he slowly spoke, "If we wait for the enemy to attack, we'll only be passively attacked. Rather than being forced into a desperate situation, it's better to strike first."

Xiaohu frowned slightly: "But... the enemy has more people than us and is better equipped. If we launch an attack rashly, what if we get entangled..."

Qin Cang finally withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Xiao Hu, his tone low and firm: "So this action must be quick, accurate, and ruthless."

He raised his hand and lightly tapped the map, his fingertip lingering near the enemy base camp. "The enemy won't be too prepared tonight. They think we'll adopt a defensive tactic, at most sending a small team to harass, but won't actually launch an offensive. Precisely because they can't predict this, we must take them by surprise and strike directly at their vital points."

"But our number..." Xiaohu wanted to say something else but was interrupted by Qin Cang.

"We don't need to rely on numbers to win." Qin Cang's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his voice was terrifyingly calm. "We need to win with speed and precision."

He folded the map, looked up at the soldiers around him, and said calmly, "I will lead the first squad and go around the flank. Liu San will lead the second squad and provide cover. If the situation is not right, retreat immediately and do not linger in the battle."

Xiao Hu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade them again, but when he saw Qin Cang's eyes, all his doubts were swallowed back into his stomach. He suddenly realized that Qin Cang had already thought of all the possibilities and he would not let this team die.

"I understand." Xiaohu took a deep breath and clenched his teeth. "I'll listen to you."

**

As the night deepened, the soldiers simply ate some dry food and began to check their weapons and equipment. Liu San stood aside, his arms folded. His gaze lingered on Qin Cang and Xiao Hu for a moment, and he snorted coldly.

"Are you sure this plan will work?" He walked up to Qin Cang, his tone filled with undisguised dissatisfaction. "Taking the initiative to attack? All of us combined are less than a third of the enemy. Do you think it can work?"

Qin Cang didn't look up, still calmly sorting his ammunition. His tone was calm and unwavering: "Do you have a better idea?"

Liu San was choked and frowned even more tightly: "I'm not against attacking, but your style of play is too risky."

Qin Cang finally raised his eyes and looked at Liu San: "So I asked you to lead the second team and be responsible for cover."

Liu San was startled, then sneered: "You are good at making arrangements."

"Because I know you will complete the mission." Qin Cang said calmly, "Although you may not accept it, you never let down your guard on the battlefield."

Liu San's mouth twitched, his expression a bit complicated. He wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't deny Qin Cang's words at all. Indeed, he could disagree with Qin Cang's tactical style, but he would never disobey orders, let alone put his brothers in danger on the battlefield.

After a moment of silence, Liu San finally curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'll bring people to cover you, but if the situation is not right, I won't wait for your order and will retreat."

Qin Cang nodded: "Okay."

Liu San snorted coldly, turned around and left to prepare.

Under the cover of night, the team set off quietly.

Qin Cang led the first squad forward, sticking to the shadows of the dense forest. His footsteps were light and silent, like ghosts lurking in the darkness. The wind blew through the trees, bringing a faint rustling sound that made the entire team even more nervous.