After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 135

The soldiers and citizens stood above the territory’s formidable walls, gazing out. Everyone could feel the trembling of the ground becoming more and more intense.

Their narrowed eyes watched closely as the shadows of the creatures began to take form.

The wave surrounded the territory, but somehow they always knew the location of the openings, focusing much of their forces there.

The beast came and attacked all around the territory, but most of the force focused around the gates.

According to the NPCs, it had always been like this. At least 80% of monsters were likely to attack the area by the gate, because they were the more vulnerable parts of the walls.

As such, the strategy was to focus their forces on the gates. As for the rest of the areas, the sentry towers could theoretically handle the rest.

Of course, the territory also encouraged the citizens to take a look at these areas as well, just in case.

Anyway, the number of enemies here was few and controlled, and—with the sentries’ assistance—should be easily managed by civilians.

Back to the Southwest Gate, the Archers formed a line of defense and raised their bows, ready to rain arrows down the monsters below.

In order to avoid accidentally hitting allies, archers were instructed to let it rain only at certain distances.

The citizens who wanted to fight also joined in. Some bravely stood outside with the guards, while those who preferred long-range attacks stood on the wall. Troy and his friends were one of these people.

Not only did they have crossbows, but also his polybolo, and they were sure to contribute the most in the long-range fights.

The trembling of the ground intensified, heralding a hoard of monstrously ugly creatures, aiming to massacre all those behind the wall.

From the depth of the darkness, the formation of terrifying figures emerged, grotesque forms and hungry eyes bringing terror to most people’s hearts.

They watched with both fear and anticipation as the black wave got close enough to see their forms. There were various types of monsters, different sizes, colors, and appearance—but all ferocious and extremely stimulated.

Not too long ago, the same people standing may have trembled in fear if they saw this sight, some may even cry, but not anymore.

For the people of Altera, these monsters presented new possibilities, not only death and injury.

The first wave of monsters surged forward, the tide threatening to consume the outer walls and those that defended it. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

Drake waited for the monsters to reach the zone of the sentries. "Ready!" He yelled, as the close-combat warriors stood, ready to fight those that got past the sentries and reached the temporary outer wall where they stood.

"FIGHT!" He yelled a resounding battlecry, and the warriors charged on the monsters, using the temporary fence as support.

Clash of iron, wood, and flesh soon resounded on the battlefield. The warriors struck down the creatures they drew near and spearmen thrusted, keeping the monsters at bay.

A level 2 fence wasn’t much if left undefended, but when it was, it would still last a while.

They killed hundreds of monsters this way and everyone was cheering.

Of course, it was only a temporary wall, and there weren’t too many defenders. The sheer quantity of monsters was too big and monsters would inevitably pass through.

At the sight of the monsters slowly trickling inside to the main wall, Drake raised his hand. "Fire!!"

The archers drew their bows, and volleys of arrows soared through the sky. It rained down on the monsters. Although their skins were tough, the sheer quantity of arrows was enough to cause them significant damage.

The best of which was Tony’s party, with their more powerful weapons, and they harvested low-level monsters with relative ease.

It was really amazing. After all, they heard even guns had limited effects on monsters level 3 and above, so even if the mob was level 2, they didn’t think the effect would be so big.

From this, one could see the magic of the Weapons Maker occupation. Troy’s eyes glistened, wanting to trigger it as well!