Setting the Trap (Seeking Collection)

"Next time, I must learn some poisoning techniques."

In a forest a safe distance from the half-orc settlement, Gu Su stood with his hands behind his back under the shade of a tree, his gaze fixed on the distant ruins.

His skeleton subordinates were busy in an orderly fashion.

Ordinary skeletons, each holding a rough wooden plank, were digging pits with all their might. Soil trickled down, and soon, pits of appropriate depth were dug.

Beside them, elite skeletons formed a circle, gripping their sharpened weapons and concentrating on shaving thick logs. Amidst flying wood chips, sharp, pointed wooden stakes gradually took shape – a deadly barb specifically prepared to be buried at the bottom of the traps.

Just now, Gu Su had made a probing contact with the half-orcs.

His plan had been meticulously laid out. He intended to provoke them like he had the wild marsh wolves, sending the white crows to lure them out one by one, then concentrating the strength of his skeleton squad to eliminate them individually, a steady and efficient approach.

However, he never expected that the white crow responsible for the provocation had barely flown over the ruins where the half-orcs lived.

Before it could even get close to a chosen half-orc, a tall half-orc raised its hand and swung a crude wooden club with a whistling sound, smashing it fiercely onto the white crow.

With a crisp "crack," the white crow was instantly smashed into pieces, its white bone feathers and bone fragments scattering everywhere.

With this single blow, Gu Su immediately made a judgment.

The half-orcs' attack power was at least 3 points.

This number seemed low, but for his skeletons, it was fatal.

Ordinary skeletons had only 1 defense and 10 health. If hit by a half-orc, they would be shattered in about three hits.

Even the elite skeletons, with slightly higher defense, could only endure one more hit at most; they couldn't hold out for long.

Clearly, in a head-on confrontation, his skeleton squad had no advantage, and in fact, was at an absolute disadvantage.

Even if he summoned all six zombies from his graveyard territory for support, it would be useless.

Zombies had 3 defense, and they would still take damage from the half-orcs. And the half-orcs weren't stupid; they wouldn't just attack the zombies and ignore the skeletons.

Therefore, this time, it had to be a battle of wits, not brute force.

And this precisely exposed Gu Su's biggest flaw at the moment.

He had accumulated experience, but because he hadn't completed his upgrade quest, he couldn't level up. Consequently, he hadn't unlocked any necromantic magic.

If it were any other level of necromancer, they would have already used bone magic, curse magic, poison magic, and other techniques in rotation.

They could deplete enemies from afar and weaken them, unlike him, who was restricted and could only rely on the most primitive and simplest traps to deal with enemies, appearing particularly disheveled.

Under the efficient labor of the skeletons, the excavation of the traps was quickly nearing completion.

During this interlude, Gu Su directed the skeletons to shave the pre-prepared thick tree trunks into spears about three meters long. The tip of each spear was sharpened to a point, and they felt heavy and extremely lethal in hand.

At the same time, traps made of various vines were also ready.

Although Gu Su wasn't a professional hunter, he knew some ideas for setting traps.

Gu Su had already devised a battle plan in his mind.

Lure the half-orcs into this forest, but absolutely do not let them get too close to the skeleton ambush points, nor give them any opportunity for a frontal assault on the skeleton squad.

Instead, use traps to separate the enemies. Ordinary skeletons would use spears to pin down the half-orcs, and elite skeletons would attack.

Among the magic-using skeletons, the two with spells would be in the rear, ready to provide support and rescue wherever problems arose.

As for the one without magic, it was currently holding a wooden spear, mixed in with the ordinary skeleton squad.

With the concerted efforts of the skeletons, all the traps were finally set.

The locations of these traps were all meticulously chosen by Gu Su.

Either hidden behind large trees, inconspicuous and unremarkable, but on the inevitable path for the half-orcs entering the forest.

Or near the skeleton ambush positions. Once a half-orc fell into a trap, the ambushing skeletons could immediately launch an attack, giving them no chance to struggle or escape.

After everything was flawlessly arranged, Gu Su raised his hand again and waved to the flock of white crows perched on the branches.

Receiving the command, the white crows immediately flapped their wings, a large black mass flying towards the ruins where the half-orcs lived. Their chirping calls broke the silence of the wilderness.

As the flock of white crows approached, the half-orcs in the ruins quickly noticed the abnormality in the forest.

They stopped their actions, exchanged glances, and a fanatical expression instantly appeared on their faces. Without any hesitation, more than a dozen half-orcs immediately drew their crude iron weapons, roaring and charging excitedly towards the forest.

In their eyes, there was no trace of unease or fear, only a craving and fervor for battle.

Within this area of one to two thousand meters, they were the absolute overlords, having never encountered any beings who dared to provoke them. Now that someone had come to their doorstep, they could finally vent their frustrations.

They never imagined that someone would set traps in this forest.

This was where they hunted and roamed every day, a place they were intimately familiar with. In their words, they could navigate this forest freely even with their eyes closed, never taking a wrong step.

But they never imagined that this time, they would encounter a "cunning old fox" like Gu Su, who would set such deadly traps in the place they knew best.

As the dozen or so half-orcs charged into the forest for just a few steps, they heard several crisp "swishes." Several of the leading half-orcs accidentally tripped on the tripwires that Gu Su had set with vines, losing their balance and falling heavily to the ground, their weapons flying out of their hands.

Just as they struggled to get up, the skeletons that had been ambushing in the trees immediately released their ropes. Thick, sharpened wooden stakes whistled down from the trees, aiming directly at the fallen half-orcs.

These wooden stakes were all personally cut and polished by Gu Su with his own Plague Cutter. The residual plague toxin on the cutter was firmly attached to the tips of the stakes.

Even if this strike didn't kill the half-orcs directly, the poison on the stakes was enough to give these arrogant half-orcs a hard time. At best, they would become weak and lose their combat effectiveness; at worst, they would die on the spot from poisoning.

At the same time, other skeletons also lunged at the half-orcs with their spears, guiding them towards the locations of other traps.