Winter Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 132 Snow River Crazy Bull
"That's it."

Louis crouched behind the high rock, his gaze piercing through the thin mist, fixed firmly on the distant cliff plateau.

Behind him were dozens of knights, all of them regular and elite knights, all looking in that direction.

Vines clung to the ice rocks like spider webs, their bluish-green leaves shimmering faintly in the morning light, and clusters of flower buds bloomed quietly, exuding a bewitching beauty.

This is the Frostleaf Vine, and it grows to an unusually vigorous degree.

"Seriously...too fat." Louis clicked his tongue under his breath, but his eyes revealed barely suppressed excitement.

Before he could say another word, a low and eerie snoring sound suddenly rang out from among the vines.

"Whoosh...whoosh—thump."

"Holy crap, what is that...?" Will exclaimed in surprise.

“Look closely,” Lambert said calmly. “Eight whole Snow River Bulls are all sleeping under those vines.”

Everyone held their breath.

Snow River Mad Bull is known as the "moving giant rock" among the cold-lands monsters.

It was so large that one might suspect it was a monster that had crawled out of the depths of the ice field; its skin was as thick as ice rock, and it had an extremely violent temper.

Especially in the spring, these behemoths will fall into a so-called "berserk period" due to the accumulation of magical energy in their bodies and the flare-up of old ailments.

Even five elite knights couldn't withstand a direct attack from one.

“Normal, perfectly normal.” Louis’s eyes didn’t leave that treasure land. “It would be strange if a treasure land like this wasn’t occupied by magical beasts.”

Strangely, even though this is precisely the time when the Snow River Mad Bulls are at their most ferocious, the herd of mad bulls is completely still, as peaceful as if under a spell, and even when they occasionally turn over, they only grunt slowly.

Vines coiled around the icy rocks beneath their hooves, their petals trembled gently with each breath, and a strange coolness permeated the air.

“It’s the soothing scent of Frostleaf Vine,” Louis murmured.

Frostleaf Vine can slowly release a natural magical stabilizing factor, specifically designed to soothe magical beasts whose magical energy is restless within them.

This is why, even though the mad bulls are in their most dangerous berserk phase, they happen to gather here.

The frost-covered vines here have become their natural "refuge".

"Let's launch a full-scale attack! Swarm them and wipe them out..." a knight suggested in a low voice, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Before he could finish speaking, Louis gave him a barely perceptible sidelong glance, instantly silencing all the knights' restlessness.

"You really think they're asleep?" Louis stared intently at the plateau where the Snow River Mad Bulls were. "Wrong! The mad bulls' instincts are actually still working. They're just temporarily put into a light sleep by the scent secreted by the vines."

"If we get even one step closer, our body temperature and blood energy will disrupt the magical energy fluctuations in the air. Once they sense this, they will go berserk, and it will take a huge price to defeat them."

The air seemed to freeze.

Will swallowed hard and glanced instinctively at the group of monsters.

The Snow River Mad Bulls are covered in hides as hard as rock, and each one weighs fifteen tons. Just the rise and fall of their chests makes people feel the tremors beneath their feet.

Will gritted his teeth: "Then what do we do? Are we just going to wait for them to leave on their own?"

“No.” Louis slowly shook his head. “We must take the initiative. But we must do it strategically.”

Then he began to blurt out the plan in his mind: "Put incense on the cliff top to lure the animals to higher ground, and set traps to entangle the cattle's legs with hooks and ropes to slow them down."

Finally, we'll use a cold iron net to create a blockade. Once they break down, they won't be able to escape and will be at our mercy.

Remember, no one is allowed to move them until they leave the vines. We're not going to challenge them; we're waiting for them to jump into the trap themselves.

"This...you're planning to take everything at once?" Weil exclaimed in surprise.

A cold smile crept across Louis's lips: "This is the least risky and most rewarding method. Don't forget, our target is the Frostleaf Vine, not to fight the Snow River Mad Bull to the death."

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Go back and prepare your equipment. In six hours, take your positions and wait for my instructions."

"Yes!!"

The knights responded in hushed tones and immediately dispersed to return to the center of the Crimson Tide Territory to make preparations.

Louis took one last look at the plateau.

The vines still clung quietly to the rocks, and the several enormous creatures seemed to be asleep, yet could awaken at any moment.

…………

The snow was falling heavily, and a deep gray tinged the sky.

Louis directed the knights to set up a trap.

"Over there, set up the animal-attracting incense." He commanded in a low voice, "We need to lure them in on their own."

The knights responded in hushed tones, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

A thick wooden stake was firmly driven into the frozen ground at the top of the cliff, and several soldiers quickly tied a jar of black animal-attracting incense to it.

On the other side, the knights quietly buried deer bone hooks under the snow, like venomous snakes lying in ambush.

It was a natural charging route, steep and wide, the only escape route for the mad bulls, and also their death trap.

At the bottom of the cliff, the cold steel chain net lay coiled like a giant python, silently opening its blood-red maw.

Dozens of knights lurking on both sides held their breath, gripping the chains tightly with both hands, their muscles taut, as if they were about to tighten the chains into a deadly formation at any moment.

After most of the day had passed, everything was ready.

"Ignite it." Louis's cold command broke the silence.

"puff!"

Flames leaped up, and the incense burned fiercely.

A plume of smoke rose instantly, turning into a thick, pungent fog, and a strong, unpleasant odor exploded in the air.

It danced wildly in the cold wind, like an invisible chain, pulling straight down towards the horde of monsters below.

The silence was abruptly broken.

The massive, dark shadows within the vines began to stir restlessly.

The Snow River Bulls slowly raised their heads, their eyes flashing crimson light, their skin trembling slightly, like giant, moving steel walls.

"Huhu——!"

The foremost bull pawed the ground violently, letting out a deep, muffled roar, and then...

"Moo!!!"

The valley echoed with a roar that tore through the air. Several giant beasts suddenly stood up, their huge horns raised like battle halberds, and charged straight towards the top of the cliff!

The deafening sound of heavy hooves echoed through the mountains and forests, as if a dozen tanks were starting up at the same time, and the ground trembled violently.

"First step complete. Everyone proceed according to plan," Louis coldly issued the order.

The herd of bulls roared as they charged up the steep slope, sending snow flying and rocks tumbling down.

"Crack!!" The first mad bull stomped down with its heavy hoof, and the deer bone hook hidden under the snow tightened abruptly, the hook talons digging deep into its hind leg, which was as thick as a stone pillar!
The behemoth instantly lost its balance, and its fifteen-ton body tumbled down the slope with a deafening roar, triggering a deafening avalanche!

Following closely behind, the second and third heads were also caught in the trap, their legs entangled by the hooks, struggling violently and roaring repeatedly!

"Attack!!" Louis roared.

The knights lying in ambush on both sides immediately attacked, their "Armor-Piercing Blazing Spears" drawing a scorching arc in the air before piercing the bull's thick hide!

In an instant, the magic essence inside the magic crystal was activated!
"boom!!"

With a muffled explosion, scorching flames and a high-pressure shockwave burst forth, illuminating the entire snowfield!

"Bang!! Bang!!"

Several flaming spears struck the target in succession, instantly scorching black cracks into the bull's chest and neck, filling the air with the smell of burning flesh.

If it were an ordinary monster, it would have been reduced to ashes in this hellfire by now.

However, this was no ordinary magical beast; it was the Snow River Mad Bull.

Their thick, rock-like skin only curled up slightly in a few charred strands, and their enormous bodies remained almost completely still.

The only reaction was an increasingly ferocious roar!

"Moo!!!"

A giant bull shook its head violently, blood gushing from the wounds inflicted by the hook rope, yet it still charged forward madly.

The other heads also trembled all over, their magical energy churning beneath their skin, and their eyes flashing with a violent, blood-red light!
Will gasped in shock, muttering, "What... what is this monster made of? Even the Blazing Spear is useless against it?"

Louis stood on the high ground, his eyes as cold as knives, but a chilling smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "That's right, their defenses are almost unbreakable. But our real purpose is not to kill them with that."

His gaze was fixed on the enraged bulls, his eyes gleaming with extreme sharpness.

"It's about forcing them into a trap."

The knights on both sides were well aware that every step of this hunt was a calculated trap.

"Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!"

The armor-piercing, explosive spears were fired continuously, with explosions rising and falling, and flames flashing on and off in the snowy night.

With scorching heat and flying ice shards, it slammed into the heads and backs of the bulls, blasting out charred cracks.

Others threw short spears and stones, precisely targeting the bulls' weak points such as their eyes and nostrils, thoroughly enraging these behemoths.

Further ahead, several knights suddenly appeared, retreating rapidly while raising a huge red cloth high and waving it in the wind and snow.

It was as if the banner of death was luring these out-of-control monsters toward a death trap!
"Ow!!"

The Snow River Bulls had completely lost their minds, and the 15-ton behemoths were cracking the ground inch by inch!
Rage and excruciating pain intertwined in his nerves, creating a terrifying impulse that unleashed a suffocating surge of power. The entire valley trembled as if a torrent of wild beasts was raging!

There was no fear in their eyes, only the red cloth fluttering in the wind!

It must be torn to shreds!

So they kept accelerating, faster! Faster!
Louis stood on the high ground, gazing at the battlefield about to erupt, and laughed, "Keep going!! Let them run for their lives!!"

Finally, the horde of berserk beasts roared and charged toward the exit at the bottom of the cliff!

"pull!!"

The dozens of knights who had been lying in ambush roared in unison and suddenly pulled on the chains that had been laid out!

"rise!!"

In an instant, the red battle aura exploded like flames all over their bodies, flowing wildly into the cold iron chains along their arms!

Dozens of powerful knights, their eyes bloodshot and muscles bulging, instantly vaporized the snow beneath their feet into a white mist with their scorching battle aura, while a chilling growl echoed through the air.

“Crack, click, click!!”

The cold iron chains on both sides of the cliff suddenly tightened, and the pulleys wrapped around the rock wall began to spin rapidly, with a deafening sound of metal colliding!
The chains, as thick as giant pythons, unleashed terrifying power with the aid of battle qi, spreading out a large net.

"boom!!"

The first bull rammed into it, and the enormous impact caused the entire net array to tremble violently. The rock walls shattered, and a rain of debris fell like an avalanche!
However, the chain net made of cold iron only trembled slightly and did not move at all!

The second one, the third one...

More bulls roared in, the massive creatures weighing tens of tons piling up on top of each other and squeezing into the net array, emitting a terrifying, twisted roar!

They struggled, roared, and shook their bodies frantically, trying to crush the obstacle in front of them.

But the chain net was firmly locked into the latches on both sides, and the anchors embedded deep in the rock were like claws driven into hell, giving these beasts no chance to break free!
Blood, snow, and roars mingled together, creating a scene as shocking as the gates of hell opening.

The trapped Snow River Bulls went completely mad!
But the cold iron chain net was like the hand of death, tightly locking every inch of the gap.

A raging bull roared and kicked out, but instead struck its companion squarely in the side, tearing flesh apart and spraying out a cloud of blood.

Another struggling bull suddenly swung its horns, piercing the eye of its companion beside it. Blood splattered everywhere, and its roar was filled with heart-wrenching pain.

The scene was completely out of control. The giant beasts, weighing over ten tons, collided, crushed, and trampled each other, tearing their companions into bloody, mangled remains in their struggle.

The once fearsome pack of beasts was instead devoured by its own rage, plunging into a bloody hellish vortex!

Louis stood in the wind and snow, his eyes coldly fixed on the scene of the massacre.

"The net is closed." He glanced at the monsters, now trapped like turtles in a barrel, and said coldly, "Begin the harvest."

Upon hearing Louis's command, the knights tensed their muscles.

"Oh!!"

A deep roar echoed through the snow valley, his fighting spirit ignited instantly, and the spear in his hand flashed with a chilling light.

Like a group of death gods about to pounce on their prey, they marched in unison into that bloody purgatory.

The first row of knights raised their lances high and thrust them fiercely at the foremost mad bull!
"puff!!"

The spearhead tore through the thick skin, piercing deep into the muscle, drawing out a wave of hot blood.

The bull roared furiously, its neck raised high, its massive hooves kicking wildly in the snow, trying to break free, but only managing to make the iron chains groan.

"continue!!"

The spears of the second and third rows pierced through one after another!
The blade spun, shredding muscle and blood, which splattered like a red fountain.

"Moo!!"

The bulls struggled frantically in the net, squeezing and trampling each other, their roars echoing everywhere, creating an extremely chaotic scene.

But all they got was another deadly gun blade. They had nowhere to escape and were powerless to resist.

Battle energy flowed into their bodies through the cold iron, tearing apart their meridians and paralyzing their nerves, causing them to collapse heavily one after another.

Half an hour later, the last wail faded into the wind.

Only the cold corpses piled up like mountains in the net on the snow, and the heavy breathing of the knights.

(End of this chapter)