All Heavens Strategy Game

Chapter 42. Taking the initiative, there's no turning back! [Fourth update]

Now, only five wolves remain, including the wolf king.

They were truly terrified, and recklessly rammed against the fence gate at the mouth of the valley.

The heavy log fence was torn apart by the frenzied wolf claws and fangs, and a fist-sized gap had been dug out at the bottom!

In just a few more moments, we can widen the gap and let these terrified beasts escape!

"This guy is really scared; he's trying to run away. We can't let him get away!"

Su Ming squatted on the tree, his mind as clear as a mirror.

If the remaining five wolves, including the wolf king, escape, especially if the cunning and ferocious wolf king learns a lesson from this experience, they will surely become a major threat to Sishui Village, ensuring its continued peace and tranquility.

It will be more cunning, more cautious, and its retaliation will be more ferocious and more covert.

"They must be left here, completely!"

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Without further hesitation, he seized the moment when a wolf below was desperately scratching at the fence with its back to him. He leaped down like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, sliding down from the tree trunk several meters high!

However, just as his feet were about to touch the ground—

"Ugh!"

The silver-white wolf king, which had seemed intently focused on scratching at the door but was actually keeping a watchful eye on everything, let out a very short, sharp sound.

Yet it was a low growl with tremendous penetrating power.

It was like a silent command.

The four gray wolves below, which were originally in different poses, suddenly changed their movements!

They abandoned their attempts to pry open the door, abandoned their seemingly panicked behavior, and scattered in an instant!

One head flanked to the left front, another flanked to the right front, while another swiftly circled around from the side and rear, and yet another ran around casually, waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack!

As the wolf king let out a low growl, its massive body began to move. Instead of pouncing on Su Ming, who had just landed, it darted to the side, forming a loose yet coordinated semicircle with the other four wolves, subtly surrounding Su Ming in the center!

They no longer charged in straight lines, but instead began to run, weave, and roam at high speed in irregular arcs centered on Su Ming. Five gray shadows drew dazzling tracks on the snow, kicking up plumes of snow foam.

Su Ming had barely landed and was still standing when the Black Horn Bow was already in his hand, and the arrow tip instantly locked onto the nearest gray wolf that was darting in from the right front.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow leaves the bow!

However, just before he released the arrow, the wolf seemed to sense the danger. Its running trajectory suddenly changed direction in an eerie way, and the arrow grazed its hind leg fur before disappearing into the snow in the distance.

Almost at the same time, wolf shadows flashed to the left and behind, and a foul smell filled the air!

Su Ming quickly retreated, thus avoiding being attacked.

However, if he insists on pursuing or dealing with any one of them, the attacks of the other two or three will follow closely, targeting the vulnerable spots he must defend—his back, side, and even his lower body!

"You beasts! They actually know how to launch coordinated attacks and cover each other!"

Su Ming felt a chill run down his spine, instantly seeing through the wolf pack's tactics.

This was not a simple siege, but a "raid" and "encirclement" with a clear military flavor, commanded by the Wolf King!

You aim at A, and B and C will attack from your blind spot;

You want to turn around and deal with B, but A and D's fangs are already at your throat!

What's more troublesome is that they are always moving at high speed and never stay in one place for more than a moment, making it difficult for arrows to lock onto them.

Their distance from each other and their positioning are just right to support each other, making it impossible for Su Ming to take down any one of them without suffering attacks from other directions.

Seeing the wolf pack tightening their encirclement and threatening to trap him at any moment, Su Ming had a sudden thought: "I can't let them entangle and surround me on the ground! Especially without the support of the big tree!"

Left with no other choice, Su Ming suddenly exerted force with his feet, took two quick steps back to the side and then twisted his body, lunging at the thick ancient tree once again!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

He used both his hands and feet to climb back up the high branch even faster than when he came down.

Almost as soon as he left the ground, a silver-white lightning bolt streaked through the air, its sharp claws grazing the soles of his boots and leaving several deep claw marks on the tree trunk!

It's the Wolf King!

It seemed to have anticipated that Su Ming would climb the tree again, and its pounce was swift and fierce, but it was ultimately a step too late.

"roar!"

The wolf king raised its head and let out a roar full of anger and a sense of being mocked at Su Ming in the tree.

But the next moment, a fierce glint flashed in its silvery-white eyes, and it stopped looking at Su Ming, turning around and letting out another low growl.

Upon hearing the sound, the four gray wolves below, who had just completed their encirclement and missed their target, did not hesitate at all. They immediately abandoned their meaningless prowls and howls under the tree, turned around in unison, and pounced on the cracked fence with an even more frenzied and reckless attitude than before!

"Woohoo!"

"Snap! Snap!"

They rammed their heads, pushed with their shoulders, and frantically dug at the seams between the bottom of the fence and the frozen soil and rock walls with their claws. They even used their teeth to gnaw on the hemp rope and mountain vines that were used to bind the logs and had become tough after being soaked in snow water!

Judging from their posture, they were determined to leave this desperate situation immediately, where they had suffered heavy losses and were powerless against the enemies in the trees!

"When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we pursue—no, when the enemy climbs the tree, we break down the door!"

Su Ming crouched in the tree, watching the wolf pack's incredibly swift tactical shifts below. A chill ran through him, but an indescribable sense of awe also welled up within him.

This is no longer an ordinary wild beast.

It was clearly a small, well-trained army that obeyed orders and was well-versed in the art of war!

The commander of this army was the silver-white wolf king, who had glanced at him with his cold silver eyes from under the tree and then joined the ranks of those breaking down the door.

"What a clever wolf—" Su Ming muttered to himself, his fingers gripping the bow turning slightly white from the force.

He knew he had encountered the most cunning opponent he had ever faced.

The wolf pack's tactic of "you climb the tree, I break down the door; you come down the tree, I surround and attack" is simple, yet extremely effective.

They were aware that they didn't want to let the tiger return to the mountains, and they also recognized the danger they would face if they were besieged on the ground.

They are consuming, forcing, waiting for themselves to make mistakes, or—waiting for that door to be completely broken open.

If Su Ming continues to tug at the wolf pack, the wolves will eventually escape!

"We can't keep dragging this on any longer—"

Su Ming watched as the gaps in the fence gate widened at a visible speed due to the wolves' relentless destruction, until they were even big enough to fit a wolf's head.

In a few dozen more breaths, there will be enough space to squeeze through.

Once one or two of them are pushed out, especially the wolf king, it will be a pipe dream to wipe them all out.

"Pulling? We can't keep pulling!"

"Since you want to force me down, then I'll come down!"

In Su Ming's eyes, the last trace of hesitation and weighing of options completely disappeared, replaced by a resolute determination to burn one's bridges and forge ahead.

He knew it was time to fight head-on!

"A chance encounter on a narrow path—"

He took a deep breath of the icy, bone-chilling air, letting it fill his lungs and transform into a rushing torrent of heat.

"The brave shall prevail!"

Before he could finish speaking, he slid down from the tree again!

This time, he did not choose to rush to the edge or try to break through the wolf pack's gate, but instead landed in the middle of the relatively open snow a few steps away from the tree trunk.

He landed, bent his knees, released the force, stood up, drew his bow and nocked an arrow—the movements were fluid and seamless, his eyes sharp as knives, fixed on the wolf pack!

This time, it's a head-on clash!

"roar!"

Almost the instant Su Ming landed, the wolf king's low growl rang out.

The four gray wolves that were frantically destroying the fence stopped instantly, as if receiving a command from the most precise machine, and turned around in unison.

Without the slightest pause or exchange, the four gray figures dispersed once more, as if they had rehearsed it a thousand times, and with an even faster and more cunning arc than before, they surrounded Su Ming, who was standing in the center of the open space!

Running, flanking, feinting, intimidation —

Repeated tricks!

"Trying to pull that stunt again?"

Su Ming sneered, his feet firmly planted on the ground. He neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead took a step forward to face the fastest gray wolf charging towards him head-on!

He actually took a step into the newly formed encirclement!

"Since we're surrounded anyway, we'll kill you first!"

His killing intent surged, his energy and spirit instantly reached their peak, and his eyes were fixed on the gray wolf charging straight at him, as well as the vital part of its neck that rose and fell slightly as it ran.

The black horn bow was drawn to its full extent, and the bow arm emitted a faint groan of strain.

"Whoosh—!"

The "Heart-Piercing Arrow" transformed into a streak of black light. At such close range, it completely ignored the wind and snow and the slight change in direction of the gray wolf, piercing its open mouth with unparalleled precision and exiting from the back of its neck!

"Awooo—!"

A short, extremely painful scream.

The gray wolf's forward momentum was forcibly stopped, and it fell to the ground, its limbs twitching, blood gushing from its mouth, nose, and the back of its neck.

The first ordinary gray wolf is dead!

However, in that split second when Su Ming's arrow left the bowstring, his old strength was gone, and his new strength had not yet been generated, a bloody storm suddenly arose!

Gray shadows were rapidly approaching from the left and right sides!

The wolf in front is bait, a sacrifice!

The real killing move comes at the moment when he is focused on killing the enemy in front of him and his mind relaxes slightly!

The attack from behind arrived first, with sharp wolf fangs biting straight at the back of Su Ming's neck, moving with ghostly speed!

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Su Ming leaned slightly to the left as he released the bowstring with his right hand, simultaneously discarding the bow and reaching back to his waist—

"Zzzzt!"

A bright, cottony sheen suddenly appeared!

Zha Mian, who had followed him for a long time, drunk wild boar blood, and chopped goat bones, brought with him the power of his twisting body and the fierce strength he had accumulated from practicing the "Five Elements Cotton Technique" these past few days, and swung it up from below with a backhand!

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade pierced the flesh, and the distinct, stifling sensation of cutting through the bone was palpable.

The gray wolf that pounced from behind placed its soft belly right onto her raised cotton breasts!

Where the cotton light passed, from her lower abdomen to her chest, it was almost as if she had been ripped open!

Scalding hot wolf blood and fragments of internal organs poured over Su Ming's head.

Before the wolf could even unleash its knife, it threw her away like a rag doll, leaving a long trail of blood on the snow.

The second ordinary wolf, Qiu!

In the blink of an eye, two wolves were killed!

Only three wolves remain!

But Su Ming's crisis was not over.

The attacks from both sides, almost simultaneously, were already upon him!

The gray wolf on his left lunged at his left arm with its fangs, while the wolf on his right pounced on his lower body, attacking his legs.

And directly in front—

A dazzling silver-white figure appeared as if by teleportation, and was less than a foot away from him!

It's a wolf!

It seized the perfect opportunity when Su Ming countered her attack from behind, her body weight shifted slightly to the right, leaving her left side wide open, and launched her truly fatal blow!

It was incredibly fast, yet its massive body was as light as a feather. Its sharp forepaws were aimed straight at Su Ming's heart, while its gaping maw enveloped his entire head and neck!

Besieged on three sides, a true desperate situation!

"drink!"

Su Ming let out a low growl that sounded inhuman. At this critical moment, he pushed his Xingyi Gong to its limit, and his internal energy surged at an unprecedented speed.

He didn't have time to return to the cotton barrier to block the wolf, nor could he bother to deal with the wolf below.

All the spirit, energy, and vital energy were concentrated in the twisting motion of the left arm and waist!

With his left foot as the pivot and his right foot slamming into the ground, the snow exploded, and he was whipped around like an invisible whip, forcefully twisting her half a foot to the right!

"Sizzle!"

The fangs of the gray wolf on his left side grazed the molten coat on the outside of his left arm, tearing a gash and sending molten fluff flying, but ultimately failing to bite down firmly.

"puff!"

The wolf's pounce, due to the twisting of his body, deflected her vitals, leaving only a few burning white marks on his right calf, without breaking the skin, merely grazing her skin.

However, the wolf's attack could not be completely avoided in the end.

The claw that was aimed at his heart turned into her grabbing his left shoulder as he twisted his body.

Su Ming could even feel the icy chill on the claws and the obstruction that pierced through the molten armor.

He leaned back with all his might, but his right hand, holding the flute, couldn't retract in time. He could only slam the handle upwards in hopes of blocking the attack.

"clang!"

The cotton handle clashed with the wolf's claws, and an irresistible force surged from the cotton handle, causing Su Ming's tiger's mouth to split open and the cotton almost slipped from his grasp!

Meanwhile, the wolf's other front paw followed closely, slicing across his cheek!

Cold and stinging.

A few strands of hair, severed by sharp claws and mixed with warm blood, fluttered in the cold air at her temples.

Su Ming staggered back several steps until his back hit the cold, hard rock wall, barely managing to stop his retreat.

A thin, long wound at her temple was oozing blood, which slid down her cheek, causing a burning pain.

Her hair was disheveled and unkempt.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, the cold air he inhaled bringing a burning pain to his lungs.

I looked up.

His usual black horn bow, which he had just discarded and left not far away, was now bent and deformed from being trampled or struck by wolves, and was clearly ruined.

Still not satisfied, the wolf lowered its head and bit through the black horn bow, rendering it completely useless.

In his hand was the Zha Mian sword that had been with him for a long time. The sword was covered in blood and grime. When he had just slashed at the Gray Wolf Flute, the blade had chipped and broken when it hit the bone.

And opposite him.

Three-headed wolf.

An ordinary gray wolf, its left foreleg trembling slightly, seemed to have been twisted by the flute when it missed its target.

An ordinary gray wolf, baring its fangs, growling softly, its eyes fierce yet tinged with fear, had a small, insignificant wound on its calf.

And, right in the middle.

That silver-white wolf.

It lowered its body slightly, its silvery-white mane fluttering in the wind and snow, its cold, silvery eyes fixed on the rock wall behind it.

Su Ming was panting heavily.

At its feet lay the black horn bow that had been bitten off.

Its right forepaw gently stepped on the bow arm, as if declaring victory, or perhaps mocking it.

A brief silence.

The sounds of wind and snow, panting, and the low growls of wolves mingled together.

Su Ming leaned against the cold rock wall and slowly straightened up.

At his waist, there were three specially made "firewood" or "cotton heads" that were dark and gleaming with a cold light.

He picked up one of them, looked at the blade, and then looked at the old knife on her hand, which was already chipped.

He quickly discarded the old cotton and then inserted the brand-new, heavy cotton head back into the wooden stick, forming a completely new cotton handle.

The sharp, new cotton tip gleamed with a chilling light, giving it an unconventional Buddhist feel.

He moved her neck, making a slight cracking sound, then shook her aching right arm, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three remaining wolves in front of him.

She had nowhere to turn but away from the big tree!

The longbow has also broken, rendering it ineffective for long-range attacks!

On the plains, face the three wolves!

"Su Sanlang, Su Sanlang, you have no way out."

"Sanlang? Three wolves?"

"What a coincidence!"

, 7

Su Ming gripped the brand-new gun with its new head, stood horizontally in the snow, and shouted, "Come on, you three wolves! It's either you or me, Sanlang Wang! Let's see who's stronger!"