After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 736

Chapter 736: Guia-Alterra War (Part 2)
While Luis was busy taunting the enemies, the others were doing the next step of the plan.

They waited until more of the main force appeared. That was to say, fewer slaves and more bastardly guards to kill. It was easy to determine because, after all, the slaves really looked pitiful.

They also noticed that there were no more goblins amongst the slaves this time. They knew Guia had a lot of goblins, but it seemed like they didn’t put them into wars too much.

This was correct. Unlike humans, Goblins weren’t cheap slaves and were better left in the mines to maximize their uses.

The few who were sent in the first back were there to dig tunnels to escape sentry shots. As for where these goblins were, some perished in the stampede and the subsequent beast mob, while some managed to dig and hide there until one of the masters would take notice of them and ordered them to resurface.

The Alterrans didn’t know this for now and they just focused on preparing to finally make a dent on the main force.

“They’re precisely 150 meters away,” Loki said, looking at his scope, and making rough calculations for the Bombards placed right behind the wall.

The Bombard. One of the latest products of the research center and the weapons factory. When the guards saw it, they almost had orgasms.

When they heard handguns were still a thing of the future due to various technological constraints, they didn’t have much hope for cannons. But look at this, now!

The Bombard was among the earliest forms of cannons made by humans. It was a massive siege weapon (several people had to push it) made from wrought iron brought together by iron hoops. The ammunition was large stone balls that may or may not have explosives inside.

Sammy nodded. “Already within reach,” he said. The historical bombard could reach 400 to 700 meters, though these initial products could only safely reach 300 because their sulfur was limited, making their bombs not as strong as they could be.

Further, considering they had to be placed some interior distance from the walls to avoid the battlement guards (and the walls, of course) from being hit, the safe range was only about 200 meters outside the walls.

“The question is accuracy though.”

Loki looked at the mass of people in an area and shrugged, “It’s bound to hit someone.”

Fortunately for them, Loki was an excellent marksman—who also had the power of wind by the way—and he instructed the bombards, able to maximize them more than others.

With that deadpan voice of his, he set the three bombards up as accurately as possible. “Okay, freeze. Aim some 4 degrees counterclockwise… yes… no, don’t target me, asshole.

“Raise it up 2 degrees. A bit less. THERE.” Loki nodded and looked at Sammy, who then ordered to fire.

Sammy felt the wind, and although the rock was heavy, but considering its trajectory a bit of wind still had the chance of changing trajectory a bit.

Calculating air resistance… er… Nevermind, he wasn’t good at math nor is his ability enough to affect such a large area, so he’d just have to trust Loki on this.

“Wait, let me add something,” Luis said, waving around a small ball.

A bomb.

The artillery for the bombard could be explosive or not. Unfortunately, they did not make enough to have too many explosive ones. For instance, only one of the three bombards had explosive shells and the only one designed for it.

To maximize the effect on the enemy’s momentum, they naturally wanted to use explosive shells from the get-go. With this, they could attach a bomb to a non-explosive shell and add a bit more damage to it. The explosion wasn’t as strong as the cannon, of course, but it should do its job.

The hand bombs were also pretty rare, so Luis was looked at with envy. “Why do you have that? I WANT ONE.”

The young man grinned. “The bombs we got needed fire for it to trigger, so we fire users got some instead of others.”

“No fair!” A few others mumbled, but they also knew they didn’t have much say to this. They could, however, watch it explode!

They all watched in anticipation as the three bombards were fired. Of course, some younger guards couldn’t help but wonder:

“Since we have bombs and cannons, why don’t we have guns?”

“It’s being developed, spearheaded by Jake and Brandon,” an older guard said. “However, the iron from the bog isn’t good enough to handle the power. It also needs a lot of precision so it’s taking a while.”

There were also a lot of metallurgical requirements they didn’t understand, but they trusted the Research Center would figure it out eventually.

“They also need a lot more sulfur for more… UMPH, y’know?”

Anyway, the guards watched the shells fly over the wall and hit right in the middle of the crowd.

BOOM!

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Inside the Inn

BOOM!

Several people hunched by the window flinched at the sound, looking at each other with wide eyes. “That must be them!”

“Finally!”

“Took long enough! I was getting nervous!”

These were Guia Villagers in Alterra who had managed to escape detection. They had smuggled themselves as interested merchants from random territories along with the others. They also separated into a few groups, just in case.

They got really lucky with that. There was a huge variety of territories that came—which was unheard of for a village—so the few groups blended in well, unlike their other companions.

When they found out many of their companions and spies had been captured, the rest of them immediately hid and acted low-key until the war began.

They waited in tension for quite some time but hadn’t heard much chaos, which was puzzling, and they heaved a sigh of relief when they heard a massive boom, thinking it was their team destroying the gate or something.

Their role now was to further the chaos inside and they went out to see, smirks wide with malice and anticipation. They went out of their floor balcony to check the state of the streets, only to see… peace and quiet.

It wasn’t that there were no people around. On the contrary, there were still a lot, though they were walking with purpose, prepared for the war. This was not just the guards, but also civilians.

“What’s going on, don’t they know the regulations are null?” one asked. They were certain a lot of people knew of this.

“Yes, I’m pretty sure everyone knows before most of our people got captured.”

They all looked at each other with furrowed eyebrows.

Why was it so peaceful?