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

Each goon grabbed the biggest slave they could get, using them as shields moving forward.

”HAHAHAHAH!” The Guia guards laughed as they entered the scope of the sentries, but without an arrow heading towards him. ”The Lord is a genius!”

With a few people leading the way, more and more people grabbed a slave each and used them to safely head towards the walls—at least to a degree.

Sentries worked by sight, so if a target was blocked it would not attack. But could the body of a small slave really cover a hostile force effectively?

Despite the relative success of the plan, there were times when it failed. Even, because many felt overconfident the plan would work, they ended up exposing themselves more to the sentry on another side. This was especially true in areas where two sentries shared a scope!

They tended to forget about it, because territories generally didn’t have the money to have overlapping sentries!

Rather, they had never encountered a territory that had them all over!

Of course, Guia wasn’t hailed as one of the most powerful villages for nothing. First of all, there were plenty of level 20s in this group and while the sentries could cause them some injury, it generally wouldn’t kill them unless they hit a critical spot.

They continued with the plan and just caught the arrows directed at them with slave bodies (wasn’t the first time they did so, they just had to time it more closely in Alterra).

Some even caught the sentry arrows or used their Class D shields to block them. The higher-leveled ones—the ones above level 20—also deflected a few for the rest of them.

When hundreds of people neared the walls, Baltimore created massive earth walls that blocked the sentries’ views. The slaves also managed to distract the battlement guards (and sentries) enough so Baltimore managed to create such a large stair in a short time.

It was wide enough for a few men and their meatshields to pass through. It was also done at an angle that’d block arrows from humans from certain directions.

Something created by Baltimore, a level 30 earth user, was naturally on a different level than the poor flimsy ladder/bridge created by Reno or Althea. It was even better than Mao’s.

Baltimore couldn’t enter due to the rules, but he could definitely help hundreds of his people get inside.

Anyway, this amazing display of skill increased the momentum, and the Guians yelled as they charged forward.

”Go inside!” he yelled, and his men started climbing up the stairs. Baltimore’s eyes reflected the image of his people as they climbed up, ready to cause chaos inside the territory that humiliated them so!

VENGEANCE!

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”Damn, disgusting…”

Luis and the others, who were guarding this side of the battlement, saw as the large block appeared, giving access to the enemies to enter the walls. Their archers were shooting at it, but it was at a difficult angle where the soil practically blocked their shots.

For those at the side, they did have some vantage point, but the Guians would just hold a slave as a shield, retaining their equipment. Anyway, humans could recover, their equipment could.

The Alterrans would remain in shock by how these people treated fellow humans. They were being used as literal meat shields, for goodness’ sakes!

Then when the slave was hit, they continued to be used as shields, they were ruthlessly thrown down when they were useless. Some died, some seemed to be alive—after all, they had improved physiques here; a little fall rarely killed anyone.

Still, it still affected them so much that a few newbies had to get down and vomit. They would all come back up with stronger willpower, however. They knew it was the reality of this place, and they could only do their part in defending their homes.

Luis then used his ability to set a small flare, signaling to everyone that there had been a breach here. While the rest of the battlement wouldn’t be unguarded, at least half of them would rush over to where the leak was.

While the earth ladder was built up overhead, the team used their weapons and elements to attack the bridge. Luis took out his remaining bomb and threw it at the base of the ladder. He wanted it to explode from the inner side so it would fall backward instead of deeper in the direction of the territory.

However, Ero saw this and threw a fireball at him, making him lose his aim a bit.

BOOM!

”Ahhh!”

”They still have bombs!”

The bomb exploded on the ground. While it mostly just injured people, there were a few deaths. Most importantly, it blew up a few meters from the stairs so it shook, causing several people to fall down the over the bridge.

Baltimore gritted his teeth and used a lot of mana to continuously reinforce it.

The bridge remained stable because while Baltimore couldn’t enter the territory line, he stayed at the tip of his bridge, creating walls to keep Alterrans from destroying it.

A lot of people fell and were hit, but with the guarding of the level 20s, they managed to deflect a lot of attacks that could easily kill their lower-leveled counterparts.

Baltimore was strong and it was inevitable that his people would manage to enter with his help. More and more filed in and the soldiers could only take down so many at a time.

Several people landed on the other side of the wall, with more and more coming in. They took out their shields to hide from the arrows coming from the walls, immediately running to the buildings.

Without exemption, they had violent expressions on their faces. They were all injured a bit to some degree, and each sting added vindictiveness to their bones.

”FINALLY!” They yelled happy to finally enter, swearing to cause damage and havoc.

Alterra will pay! They chanted. And it will be theirs!