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

Fargo Village

In the outer wall gates, all the guards were on high alert, pointing at the ground and ready for whoever attacked. Well, however ready they could be considering how tired they were.

They had only managed to deal with the mobs a few hours prior, and then had to prepare for the war afterward.

Excluding the forces that fell and hunted down before the wars, Fargo still had over a thousand guards along with the scores of Rongo mercenary team members remaining in the territory.

It wasn’t that Fargo didn’t want to require the citizens to fight for him, but Belize said it could make them betray and help Altera instead. After all, becoming a citizen didn’t guarantee loyalty at all—they would know that by heart.

Historically, it had happened plenty of times. So most territories just made the guards fight, as asking everyone to make specific oaths was too expensive.

It was why slaves were so important during wars. For attackers, they would become meatshields that could die and not affect the ’numbers’ needed to win, and for defenders, they were unconditional blockages to enemies.

However, among this large number of guards, there was only about a few hundred of the Terran guards who were truly experienced in battles like Fargo’s men. The others applied to get the salaries needed, most of whom spent their tenure enjoying the taste of power—some even abusing their own people.

These guards weren’t very efficient either because they were so used to Victor and his team’s clearing of the mobs the past couple of weeks. There was definitely a huge adjustment phase for everyone.

During the first part of the mobs, they even lost a few people.

It wasn’t even a super mob! But, because they were spread thin and didn’t have much training, a lot of the outlying monsters from the mob still managed to do a lot of damage to their forces.

They also lost a lot of slaves during that time. After all, they needed some bait in order to keep the lives of the guards.

Anyway, at this time, the majority of the guards were spread around the exterior and interior walls of the territory, guarding the battlements. The area that had to be guarded closely was the inner wall, so most of the remaining forces stayed there. It was also much more cost-efficient to guard a small place.

The inner walls occupied the land where Fargo stood back when it was still level 1. That was to say, it was only 1 kilometer radius with an area of 3 square kilometers. On the other hand, the outer wall was erected when they upgraded to a level 3 village.

While Fargo didn’t bother covering the entire territory—it was too expensive, also he didn’t care enough as long as he was comfortable in the inner circle—he still did cover almost 20 square kilometers of area using the sentryless level 2 wall.

The difference in area between these two circles was not small, but the guards left on the outer walls were half of the total, so they were spread thin.

The outer walls still had to be guarded of course. After all, they needed to be aware of the forces that entered as soon as they could. But they were spread very very thin, and it was inevitable that they would become tired much more easily.

Since the declaration, they had been ordered to keep guarding early, even well before the war started, in case some people within the level limit managed to sneak in.

Now the war had started, with no one attacking, and they had to still keep guarding—their focus as high as they could be for hours on end.

It was just that… the war had already started half an hour prior and the Alterans were still nowhere in sight. They waited in tension the whole time, but there was no one suspicious in the outer walls at all.

Did people declare war and disappear?

Did that mean they would win half a territory’s asset without trying?

It had to be said: The Fargo guards’ wishful thinking was top-tier, probably because they were so sleepy they were dreaming half-awake.

They had no idea… that there were actually Alterans already within the walls, ready to cause chaos at a moment’s notice.

…

Uzon walked around with an assistant, making sure the battlement was well guarded. The outer wall was a sentry-less level 2 wall. Even the battlement shouldn’t be called such because it could only allow one person to stand at a time.

Fortunately, there was a little alley next to the walls he could use to peruse. No one dared to build squatters in these spots because it was so near where the guards would be walking.

He looked up, checking if all the guards were in position. The outer wall occupied a good portion of the territory with approximately 15 kilometer perimeter which would take hours to jog around. However, Uzon had no choice but to run and do a quick checkup as ordered.

Annoyingly, there was a section where the people seemed groggy and there was someone even outright sleeping. He cursed, taking out a gun, and hitting the man at the shoulder. The man yelled and immediately fell down the narrow wall.

They fell off head first, definitely fully awake.

”What…!” The man cursed and gasped when he saw who shot him. The other members of his ’team’ paled, looking down. ”B-B-Boss Uzon!”

Uzon looked dark. If they didn’t need as many people as they could get, he would’ve killed this trash as soon as he saw him sleeping. ”How long have you been asleep?!”

”W-We just fell asleep, sir!”

No one had gotten sleep yet, and they were very antsy in tension and anger. They couldn’t wait to slash and stab those Alterans!!

Uzon’s jaw clenched and he looked at his assistant. ”Go and tell the guards to do a blanket search of this side, just in case. Capture any suspicious characters!”

”Yes sir!”

The forces on the battlement thinned even more to do the carpet search of the large area. It was already quite nice of them to even place guards there as they used to barely guard the outer wall—they had Victor and the others do that for them.

But they were gone and they couldn’t set aside resources to look for them right now.

Uzon narrowed his eyes and looked at the houses. People didn’t dare go out at this time. The houses were dense so it wasn’t easy to see things from above, but from ground level it should be easier to see suspicious movements.

Uzon joined the search, looking at random houses, and asking if they saw anyone. They immediately shook their heads, swearing that no suspicious activity happened all around them.

He went and ran to the clinic to check on the doctors, who were shivering in their respective corners, and he also went again to check Victor’s base, in case they came back, though it was still as empty as before.

However, at some point, on clear skies above their heads, smoke started to rise from various areas of the outer walls—specifically the west and southern areas.

”FIRE!!” He could hear, ”FIRE!” from these directions.

Uzon frowned, about to bellow out an order to handle it. However, before he could do so—

BOOM!

A muted sound of explosion sounded and he looked around to see where it came from, realizing it was from behind the inner walls.

His guards also noticed the same thing and paled. ”It came from the inner walls!”

Uzon’s eyes darkened as he gritted his teeth. ”Are they already inside?!”