After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1101

Sad for them, they were too dense and too many that they were temporarily unaware of the impending doom approaching them from the rear.

At this time, everyone was just focused on getting to the various access points and entering that damned territory!

Monsters tended to target the gates—the weak spots. However, humans had brains so they naturally didn’t focus their attention on the gates, which were usually the best-equipped sections of the walls.

Rather, they would focus on random spots where—ideally—there were the least amount of guards. This was easier to find in other territories because most territories couldn’t afford this many sentries.

Still, they could make up for it by their sheer numbers! This number alone was a lot more than the total population of Alterra.

Not even including the slaves they idiotically let inside, Alterrans were already severely outnumbered!

The Resso Villagers and their allies didn’t believe they could be pushed back at all!

That place and all its goodness would be in their palms soon!

Of course, while most were passionate and excited about their loot, there were others who were just going with the flow. They were brought here because of desperation or they were simply forced to.

One such case was a man named Jest. He was a level 15 citizen from Basset Town. He was drafted and joined the war at the request—no, the pressure—of his parents.

The reward for citizens during wars was not bad, after all, and he was fairly strong for his age, and it so happened that his father lost everything in gambling… again.

Basically, if he didn’t join this war, then the gambling house owner swore to cut off his father’s arms! What choice did he have?

Jest abhorred being in wars—it felt like it went against his very being—but what could he do? Not to mention his father’s hands. Life in a town was so expensive; even fighting outside all day could only feed them for a bit.

Of course, Jest was still in the minority. For the most part, the people with him were just greedy for this place.

He was among the vanguards this time and he avoided some sentries, and swiped away arrows.

Jest looked up to see that Alterra also set up strong bows. They were several times larger than their normal crossbows and were thus not handheld. Rather, they seemed installed right at the battlements!

Their force? Could impale a level 10 easily!!

Whoosh!

He screamed when an arrow grazed his arm. There was a rain of arrows and Jest leaned down to avoid them, flushing himself against the wall.

Time seemed to slow, and his breath was heavy. He stared at the Resso villagers and allies mobbing the walls, as they were hit by arrows here and there, but they went on as ordered—especially the slaves.

Then he felt it—the vibrations. He had been in various wars… and—although he had never been part of a force this large—he still felt that this vibration was too much.

He had a foreboding feeling enter his gut. He unconsciously tried to flush himself more against the wall as if he wanted to combine with it.

He could not die! His little brother—

It was around this time that they finally heard chaos happening at the back of the line.

"AHHH!"

"GAH!!"

ROAAARR!!

"There are monsters!!"

Tout, who was holding a Class D shield in front of him, frowned. "What?"

Everyone knew such a massive gathering of people would attract mobs, but considering their levels and their sheer numbers, they didn’t think that normal village mobs were threats at all.

So what were they on about now?

He was about to call them idiots when he realized the screams and roars were coming in various directions—and with an intensity that was not associated with a small village mob.

"GYAHHHH!"

"WHAT!"