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

Ladron was indeed given the instruction to give up as soon as he confirmed fighting was useless. While a bit offended, he understood it was for their own good.

However, it didn’t mean he’d actually do it!

Going in, he was still determined to prove his abilities!

Although what he heard about Alterra was indeed intimidating, it was still a fellow village in the end! The difference can’t be that drastic!

However, this fire was immediately doused with cold water when he went out of the array.

First of all, why were there so many mobs right outside the array?! While there were similar cases, it was by coincidence so the mobs weren’t so dense and big.

Monsters usually preferred heading toward the walls, where the scent of food was far stronger, so he hadn’t seen them so focused on attacking people specifically around the area of the arrays!

They were totally caught off guard and his people were taken down one by one. They were in shock and at a loss for a while until Ladron had to slap himself awake.

This was too much to be a coincidence—this was planned by the enemy. He had no idea how they did this, but this meant that things would only get worse if they didn’t handle things early!

He yelled, gathering himself and the others. ”GET YOURSELVES TOGETHER!! FIGHT!! They’re just level 6 or 7!”

This shook the composure back to his people and they started fighting back instead of just defending. Soon, more and more weaker monsters were taken down, inspiring others to fight harder and harder.

They didn’t take long to clear the mob because there were a lot more people than monsters. Not to mention, their levels were higher as well.

After a long fight, they finally cleared up the mob, but almost everyone around the array had some degree of injury. It must’ve been in the hundreds already, and many would not be able to handle the sentries, let alone go through the gates.

They dragged the alive-but-gravely-injured people back to the array (even the slaves) and the rest headed forward to the wall. A lot of them were unwilling, but this was their job. The slaves had no choice and the guards had sworn an oath to do their best when they were applying to get the job.

But... this was too scary! What else did that place plan out to deal with them? What if there were other traps?

They were pale as they walked forward, weapons out. Ladron frowned when he saw the momentum was already shaking.

”There are still thousands of us! Many are still coming out from the array! Don’t act like we’re losing already!” He yelled, and it worked to some degree, but they desperately needed a win if he wanted to get some momentum back.

What to do? Should he find a way to sneak in and assassinate an important person? He personally thought such tactics were low, but did he have a choice!?

Sadly... even that would prove to be too difficult at this time. Things happened too quickly and they were ordered to go to war without much preparation.

They were unable to plant too many spies inside either, and those they did have in there… they had long lost contact with.

They knew that Alterra had a strict reporting system, so they did not dare to tap their connections and former citizens without risking anything.

Ladron took a deep breath, willing himself to calm down.

Soon, the crowd saw the large wall and they felt even more hopeless. This was really a village? Did it upgrade all of a sudden before they went to war?!

”We need to go through that?” one asked, and then another. Some people just outright cried in despair, knowing that they were sacrifices in this war.

”Stop!” Ladron yelled, and everyone stopped right outside the sentry scope. ”Rest and regroup,” he ordered, and everyone had relieved looks on their faces.

Ladron knew this was not the spirit they should have if they wanted to even have the chance of dealing with that tall wall and those dense sentries?

What to do? How to improve their spirits?

He wasn’t given time to ponder on a plan, however. After a couple minutes of a standstill, a boom exploded from behind the walls. The next thing they knew, a large rock was barreling towards them!

BOOM!

”Ahhhh!”

”NOooo!”

People’s natural response was to avoid the large ball of death, and they ended up pushing each other back, causing some people to fall and get stepped on.

Anyway, it was chaotic in the front lines, and Ladron knew he had to organize it quickly if they didn’t want to lose without even entering the sentry’s scopes!!

Ladron felt his veins popping. ”Calm down!” he yelled. ”It didn’t hit us!”

”What?!”

This made the fighters pause and turn, realizing that it was true! The ball of death really didn’t hit anyone! The projectile landed in the front of the crowd. The force—and the chaos it caused—injured a few, but there was no direct hit.

However, the power was no joke and a small crater was made by the force of impact alone.

”The next ones won’t miss!” They heard the enemies yell all the way from the other side. They didn’t know how they could hear it so clearly, which made the voice even more impactful.

”If you don’t turn back now, we’ll shoot again! The next shots can definitely reach where you are right now!”

Everyone paled, terrified for their lives. Most backed away by instinct, though many caused collisions amongst each other, causing a small stampede in a few areas.

At this point, Ladron had lost all the blood on his face. He looked at the chaos that surrounded him. It hadn’t been long since they entered the array—probably just half an hour! What was this?!

The difference in strength was so large?

The Lord’s words echoed inside his mind then.

”You are a great fighter and leader, Ladron,” the Lord had said. ”But there are fights that don’t have to be taken.”

Ladron’s mind whirled and he felt dizzy, his mind trying to make sense and find a way to fix the situation… but nothing was coming up!

”WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?! I SEE YOU’RE STILL HEEEREEE~~!” The distant resounding voice (which had a teasing lilt on his voice) asked again. ”We will attack again in five, four, THREE, TWO—”

Ladon gulped and raised both of his hands.

”We give up!” he yelled to the top of his lungs. ”We surrender!”