After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1109

Chapter 1109: A Few Leaks and Bugs (Part 1)
With the monsters now targeting the walls again, it gave time for the humans outside to finally enter.

This was especially so in areas with the least amount of monsters, farther from the gates. With the sheer amount of enemies and beasts, even if both sides had weakened each other, there were still a couple of elites who managed to enter.

For example, there were a few from the Rongo Mercenary Team here. They were filled with injuries all over. None of them were lethal, but they were in definite pain.

They had been running along the walls in search for a weak spot. They were left with only a portion of mana and spirit so they no longer tried to fight for their lives; they just focused on escaping.

Eventually, somewhere near the territory’s Northwest, they found it. It was an area where their side was closing in on the battlement, so the forces along the walls were concentrated towards the nearby leaks.

“There!” one said, “An opening!”

He and a handful of level 20s dashed forward. They also grabbed a few people’s heads into their palms, dragging their struggling bodies as if they were rags. They were used either to block sentries and the archers’ arrows, and then thrown into beasts’ mouths for maximum uses.

After that, they took out the last of their Class D shields and, after rushing over, they did reach the gates. Using the slaves and allies along the walls as bolsters, they jumped up to the battlements with their lives and all their limbs.

Luke and Leo gasped as several level 20s appeared near them. There were many guards there too, but they were all busy with the mobs in their sections.

The mercenaries’ eyes reddened as they finally saw a damned Alterran! The vindictiveness in their hearts was more than whatever they had felt before!

So, while most of the mercenaries just desperately went past the walls, there were also others who wanted to vent as soon as they saw the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the twins backed up, joining their companions a few meters away. This was obviously to team up with them—but only if the mercenaries decided to attack.

Otherwise, they were free to enter!

“Che! That’s all you can do!” he yelled, before jumping back down.

After triggering the flares, Luke and Leo just sighed, focusing on the new arrivals who had been trying to ride on the momentum the mercenaries created.

Sad for them, they weren’t as strong nor were they as well equipped as those mercenaries so they were easily taken down.

The civilians and guards who were weaker than the enemies did not block the enemies with their lives. It was not because they didn’t want to, but because it was the standard operating procedure.

If the enemy was overwhelmingly stronger—that was: more than 5 levels higher, had much better equipment, and very little chance of winning—they were asked to let them be and just trigger the flares to alert everyone else of leaks.

Their captains emphasized one thing before the war: Alterra had no need for them dead.

It wasn’t like the interiors were helpless. Rather, the defenses inside… were even more intense in a sense.

Trust Alterra, they said.

And trust it they did.

…

[You have failed to follow the rules of war. -500 gold, -50000 experience, -10% permanent reduction to Spirit and Mana.]

The mercenaries landed at the wide easement immediately after the wall, and they only realized how exposed they were when they barely avoided a few arrows straight at them!

“AH!”

“Damn!!”

They were so desperate to just get out of the chaos outside they forgot they were entering enemy territory!

Anyway, there was no other way. They just rushed towards the nearest streets. Some went separately, while some went together. They really didn’t have the mind to think too much because there was a heck of a lot of arrows heading their way!

Whoosh! They saw a colorful cloud of smoke fly up from nearby, and the next thing they knew, they could hear people’s yells.

“Trespassers!”

They immediately heard group after group of people heading in their direction. They cursed rushing over random streets. They ended up separating into groups, heading to different streets in hopes that their team would be able to escape.

One group—comprised of three mercenaries ranging from level 19 to level 21—headed further northwards. According to their information, there was a lot less population in the mountainous areas so they were planning on hiding out there instead.

However, they could not even go far as—-at some point in one of the streets they traversed—they were met with a few shields blocking their way.

“What—”

They turned when they heard scruffling from behind them, realizing there were now trapped in a wall of Class D shields! Above the shields they could also see some spears pointing up—obviously ready to stab if they decided to go over them.

The mercenaries gritted their teeth, feeling the shields closing in. System building walls could not be scaled, and it’d be hard to defend themselves if they went over, so they could only go through the shields—hoping to imbalance it by brute force.

At the very least, they still had some defense equipment that could protect their hearts and heads.

Furthermore, even if the enemies had class D shields, most of its effectiviness would still depend on the user! They knew for certain that except for a couple of guards—who were busy in the battlements—most of the population averaged in the level 10s. Even if they were elementalists, how well could they use their abilities? Maybe they didn’t even know many skills.

Such a gift was wasted on such weaklings!

Anyway, with these arrogant thoughts, the three started to pound against a section together—their swords ready to stab the moment an opening was made.

The enemies were obviously of much lower levels than they were so in terms of brute strength they did overwhelm them a little.

“Hold steady!” An order came from behind the shields, stabilizing the shields. The tone though, made their eyebrows rise.

“A woman?”

“Heh—”

“I did hear women are captains are—I just didn’t believe it.”

“Are they idiots!”

“It’s no wonder all they could do was hide behind their shields!”

A stab appeared from below the knee.

“AHHH!” one yelled, almost buckling down. His eyes twitched as he glared at the direction of the attack.

“Don’t insult our captain!” they said. “It’s called using the brain—something you don’t have!”

Then… another order came from the female voice they just insulted.

Those were also one of the last words they’d hear alive.

“STAB!” she yelled. “They will not leave that spot alive!”