302: Why did the wolf's legs go weak?

Early the next morning, at the forward edge of the Bing Battalion defense zone.

Zhao Tieji, carrying his giant hammer, watched as Su Ming crouched in the snow, burying a pile of what looked like tangled hemp into the ground.

"Brother Su, what new trick is this?" Zhao Tieji exhaled a puff of white mist. "It doesn't look like a Formation Plate, more like a trap."

"It's pretty much a trap."

Su Ming dusted the dirt off his hands and stood up. "Brother Zhao, when you patrol later, tell the men not to walk between these few rocks. It's easy to slip there."

Zhao Tieji chuckled. "Sure, I'll listen to you. We'll walk around it."

He didn't take it too seriously.

In his view, although Su Ming was a skilled Formation Master, he mostly just did repairs. To actually kill enemies, one had to rely on the weapons in their hands.

However, the opportunity for verification came faster than expected.

In the afternoon, the wind and snow intensified suddenly.

A shrill whistle suddenly pierced through the howling wind and snow.

"Enemy attack! Three o'clock direction! A small pack of wolves!"

The sentry on the watchtower roared while waving a flag.

A dozen large Snowfield Yao Beast wolves, using the wind and snow as cover, crept up from the flank like white ghosts.

They were clearly scouts sent to test their defenses, moving with agility and speed, their paw pads landing silently.

"Prepare for battle!"

Zhao Tieji roared, his muscles tensing as he raised his giant hammer high. Chen Chuan's long sword was also unsheathed, its tip glinting with a cold light.

The wolf pack was extremely fast, charging into the hundred-zhang range in the blink of an eye.

According to past experience, these beasts would use their speed advantage to roam the perimeter of the defense line, avoiding heavy frontal firepower and specifically looking for weak gaps in the defense.

But today, the situation seemed a bit off.

Just as the dozen Yao Beast wolves charged into the area covered by Su Ming's "Spirit-Responding Spider Web".

Su Ming's left hand, hidden in his sleeve, hooked his index finger slightly.

Hum.

The invisible net buried underground trembled slightly.

The wolf Yao Beast charging at the very front was originally preparing to leap and bite at a new recruit's throat.

Its hind leg muscles had already exerted force, and its body was leaping into the air.

At that very moment, the ground beneath it did not collapse, nor were there any vines entangling it.

But that wolf Yao Beast felt as if its hind legs had been fiercely yanked by an invisible hand.

It was a sudden disruption of gravity.

The pounce, which should have reached three zhang high, was abruptly cut short by half.

Bang!

The Yao Beast's body lost balance in mid-air, like a tattered sack thrown by someone, and it slammed heavily onto the ground, right at the new recruit's feet, startling him.

"Good opportunity!"

Although the new recruit was panicked, his instincts remained, and he subconsciously thrust his long spear downwards.

Pfft.

The spear tip pierced the Yao Beast's soft abdomen without any resistance. The ferocious wolf Yao Beast never understood until it died why its pride-and-joy jump had malfunctioned.

It wasn't just this one.

The dozen Yao Beast wolves that rushed into the area were like they had suddenly become drunk.

Some, while running, had their front legs seemingly sink into a quagmire, stumbling violently and slamming their chins against the frozen ground, knocking out two fangs.

Others tried to change direction to dodge arrows, but their bodies drifted uncontrollably in the opposite direction, voluntarily delivering their heads to the blades.

The once swift and deadly wolf pack charge instantly turned into a comical wrestling performance.

"Did these beasts get weak legs?"

Although Old Man Liu only had one eye, his vision was sharp. Seizing the moment a Yao Beast lost its balance, he slashed off its head with one strike. "It's strange today. Why are these wolves acting like they haven't eaten their fill?"

"Don't worry about that! Kill!"

Zhao Tieji laughed loudly, his giant hammer swinging with a fierce wind.

Facing a group of enemies that couldn't even stand steadily, this battle was simply a one-sided massacre.

In less than half a cup of tea, all dozen Yao Beast wolves had become corpses. The snow was splattered with red wolf blood, and the members of the Bing Seven squad, except for the new recruit who had been startled and had slightly wet pants, were completely unharmed.

"Refreshing!"

Zhao Tieji kicked away the wolf corpse at his feet, wiped the snow off his face, and turned to look at Su Ming, who was standing in the back with a calm expression.

"Brother Su, that trap of yours... it's miraculous!"

Zhao Tieji walked over with bright eyes. "I saw it clearly just now. That wolf could have dodged Old Man Liu's blade, but its body tilted, and it slammed into it itself! What kind of Formation is this? Did you drug the Yao Beast wolves?"

"Just a little trick."

Su Ming crouched down, pretending to check the Formation damage, and casually recovered a few cracked warning plates. "I just slightly changed the flow of spiritual energy on the ground so they couldn't get any leverage."

He didn't explain "gravity" or "viscous force field"; these terms were too profound for these rough men.

"Useful! It's damn useful!"

Old Man Liu leaned in, looking at the inconspicuous spirit threads on the ground, clicking his tongue in wonder. "This thing doesn't make a sound; it's excellent for ambushing people. Master Su, can this Formation be expanded? If we could lay a circle around the entire defense zone, we could sleep with half an eye open at night."

Su Ming gently stroked the broken spirit threads, feeling the residual fluctuations within them.

The battle just now, although highly effective, had astonishing consumption.

The simplified Star Guiding Pattern put too much load on the carrier; these low-grade Materials were basically one-time use.

"It's possible, but it wastes Materials."

Su Ming stood up and clapped his hands. "And this thing is fine for dealing with low-grade Yao Beasts, but if we encounter a Yao General at the Foundation Establishment Stage, one shake of their Yao power would shatter this web."

"That's enough!" Zhao Tieji waved his large hand. "What do Materials matter! The Materials from these dozen Yao Beast wolves are all yours! Brothers, no objections, right?"

"No objections!"

"It's only right that Master Su takes the lion's share!"

The surrounding soldiers cheered. On the battlefield, anything that could make people bleed less was a lifeline.

Su Ming smiled and didn't decline.

He collected the wolf corpses, but his gaze went past the cheers of the crowd, cast toward the gray, misty skyline in the distance.

"Master, although this 'Spirit-Responding Spider Web' is useful, it's still too fragile."

Su Ming reviewed in his heart, "If it were a large-scale beast tide, this kind of one-time obstruction wouldn't be enough. I need a tougher carrier, or... a more ingenious structure."

"Don't rush, you can't become fat in one bite."

Lin Yu's voice remained lazy.