After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 836

Chapter 836: Kidnap a Lord
While the interior was under control, the outside wasn’t too far from getting settled either.

Although Epo mobilized their thousands of troops, civilians, and slaves, level 5 walls and dense sentries weren’t something they could easily take.

More and more of their troops fell, but they continued on, trying to get more people inside by ladder or going over each other.

However, because the chaos in the interior had begun to settle down, more of the guards and Alterra’s had become available to go around the battlements, preventing trespassers from getting in.

What’s more: There were certain people beyond the level cap waiting somewhere, waiting for their timing, to finish this as quickly as they could.

It had to be said that a smart territory, unless they were really really certain about the strength of the enemies and their capabilities, wouldn’t attack another territory head on.

After all, so many things could happen. For instance, paralysis weapons being thrown in a crowd, making heaps of people fall down and injured or killed by stampedes behind them.

For instance, a rain of arrows from unfamiliar crossbows killing even more people than sentries did.

For instance, their lord getting kidnapped right in front of their noses.

“WHAT?!” Epo yelled as he was pulled back.

“MILORD!” The people gasped as they were suddenly surrounded by a fire wall.

They didn’t know when the enemy arrived but somehow they got all behind them, even taking away their lord.

They immediately lunged to where their Lord was to rescue him as soon as they could.

Hundreds of people near the area zoned in to where their lord was. If he died, it would be chaos! More importantly, they could all become slaves! After all, they wouldn’t just be losing the war, but they could be losing the token that would never, ever, part with the lord’s body!

However, they were unable to get too close as the firewall intensified on another side, while earth spikes appeared on another.

“Elementalists!!” people gasped, but while terrified they knew if they didn’t save the lord, it would only be worse for them, so they gritted their teeth and gestured to mob the enemies.

At the very least, they have them surrounded now and although most of the slaves were attacking the walls, they still had a few dozen newly arrived ones around them.

“Slaves! Go through these barriers, right now!”

Near the main forces, a delineation of molten soil appeared in the way and those who accidentally stepped on it could only scream as they felt their skin burn, feeling as if it was melting.

“AHHHHHHH!”

“We might not be able to attack you head-on,” a deep velvety voice sounded behind the fire wall and the smoky area it created. “But if you step on what we leave behind, it’s no longer our fault.”

With the slaves all down, few of the main forces were willing to attack head on and be the first to get attacked. In the end, they entered a standstill and waited for the smoke to clear.

When it did, they realized that there were only two figures.

Two?! So arrogant?

One was a handsome man with long dark hair, but then they saw who he was with and it immediately doused fear to everyone nearby.

They stepped back, trying to put some distance in between. However, the sudden movement alone caused chaos and a mini stampede within their ranks, taking down several without the two enemies having to move another finger.

Baku’s sharp eyes looked darkly at the enemies. He growled a bit, showing his sharp teeth.

ROOOOARRR!

“A HALF-ORC!!” the enemies screamed at the top of their lungs, following their instincts to run away, only making it worse for the crowd behind them. Even those who couldn’t see panicked and a lot of people ran away.

They were scared, forgetting that Baku couldn’t actually attack them directly. Even if they did, they probably wouldn’t be willing to cross the narrow magma moat —not even a meter wide—that Gill created.

Everyone who was here, everyone who went through the array, averaged at level 10. Even if there were hundreds of them, his magma alone could cause a lot of damage and none of these people would be willing to serve as the live ‘bridge’ over it.

Gill crossed his arms as he watched the hundreds of enemies run away from them as if they were plagues, not caring if they were stepping on their own teammates.

This was easier than he thought.

He turned to Baku, who was carrying the enemy lord on his shoulder like a sack. The half-orc gave him a partially-hostile side eye that made Gill twitch internally.

Obviously, he was very disliked, probably because he had the scent of Gochi’s blood on him. Sadly, the guy was stronger than he was and very hot-headed, so even Gill had to tone down his acerbic remarks.

Anyway, not much showed on Gill’s face. He simply shifted his attention to the enemy lord struggling helplessly as he was held in such a humiliating position.

Epo didn’t know it could get worse though as Baku took his leg and held him up with his head hanging down.

“LET ME GO! LET ME GO!” he gasped, face reddening from the blood going to his head (and also from embarrassment and anger). “YOU BEASTS! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW.”

Gill and Baku’s faces did not change. Instead, Gill just poked the lord’s head with the dull side of his spear. “Tell your people to stop, or else the next thing they’ll see is their lord’s head.”

“Doing it or not?”

He had no choice but to order the stop on the attacks. This was done by stopping the slaves and the rest would just follow.

Gill nodded when he looked at the scope and saw that they had indeed stopped. With a blank face, he turned back to the enemy lord.

“The token.”

“What?! Over my dead body!!” he yelled. He had gone through the array. These men wouldn’t be able to hurt him directly.

Gill looked at him. This was obviously the type to love power.

“I don’t have time for this.” Baku gritted his teeth, growing more and more impatient. He needed to see Gochi now!!! “Give or not?”

The menacing look made Epo forget that the half-orc couldn’t actually hurt him directly. He almost peed on himself.

“I’ll give! I’LL GIVE!” Epo squealed the instant he felt the grip on his leg getting a little bit tighter, feeling a millimeter of his claws. Epo practically threw the token to Gill in response.

And the war ended, just like that.