The battle entered a new stage at the entrance of dozens of new citizens, all of whom had their various weapons out. It was led by a group of young men—one of whom even had one arm—and they started attacking their own guards from behind.
"AH!" A guard yelled as he was stabbed in the back. He kicked by instinct and the man managed to avoid it mostly. He was imbalanced but was helped out by the others.
"What are you doing?!" he yelled, looking at the familiar faces in anger and disbelief.
Instead of the usual suppressed facial expressions, they were now extremely aggressive. "We’ve had enough of your faces!"
The guards’ eyes twitched, pushing them, trying to swing his sword but they all stepped back and avoided it. It didn’t help he was bloodied and whoozy at this time.
Instead, he just yelled at the bastards. "IDIOTS! Don’t you know you could become slaves?!"
"Anywhere is better than here!" Tacky yelled, spitting at him, and with his yell, the group started mobbing the few guards at the rear, lightening up the load on the Alterans.
The Alterans looked a bit surprised when the newcomers headed towards their own guards instead of them, and with such passion too. Sunny used this time to get to Dog, dragging him towards a wall, and burying her shield in front of them as cover.
She religiously fed him potions and wrapped his wound up with their bandages. Seeing her like this, the delirious Dog couldn’t help but smile. Sunny raised her head, her eyes meeting his smile, and she almost cried.
She slapped him. "Don’t die!"
"Ouch! What makes you think that!?"
"You got that dazed look on your face when people succumbed to death!"
"..."
Back to the battle, although the newcomers attacked only the outer layer, it successfully distracted the group of enemies.
The enemy forces were further divided to deal with them and soon more guards were heading to them. The differences in strength showed as many citizens were pushed back, and were about to be stabbed by angry guards.
"KYAA!"
Some of them could only close their eyes, knowing their reflexes wouldn’t be able to do anything for them at this point.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The painful hit never came as the guards attacking them were injured or dead a few moments later. They looked over and saw a somber-looking man standing a few heads taller than the rest of them.
They realized it was an archer with a cool crossbow (where did the Alterans get those weapons?!) and he was probably standing on top of something.
Of course, the enemies were distracted only for a second before the nearby guards saw that those handling them had been taken down. They headed towards them instead.
Anyway, it was easier to kill them instead of the Alterans!
Tacky and the others also gathered themselves, adopting a similar stance to the Alterans—back-to-back—for efficiency and protection.
Of course, unlike in Altera, most people in Fargo—as with other territories—hadn’t awakened even the basic fighting occupations.
It would take a longer time before most people could do it. After all, the monsters were too strong for the typical villager. They would have to work in big teams and thus the accompanying experience would be distributed, lowering the proficiency training.
Altera managed to do so only because of their system. If people didn’t want to go to the Training Hall, they could hunt around outside with stronger individuals who could guard them from death.
Even the most ’budget-crunched’ people could just camp around the walls near the sentries and lure monsters in. This way, as long as they got the final kill, then the experience and copper were theirs.
The popular ’golden spots’ (the corner made by the level 5 main walls and the level 3 extra wall) were always filled, so people started positioning on the now-called ’silver spots’ . The term was coined and popularized by Fred’s team, referring to the spots where the scope of two sentries overlapped.
However, while the newcomers swung their swords without the advantages of skill, they were still decent considering everything. Crow, though targeting enemies attacking on both sides, decided to lighten up the load on the newcomers as well.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The group soon headed closer to them and they placed themselves near the Alterans so the enemies would be attacked from two sides now, while minimizing their side’s exposure.
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