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

Chapter 538 - 538: Battles in the Inner Wall (Part 2)

Of course, Fargo also had their archers. But even the sniper Sen failed to kill them, let alone these guys? Before they could make a good shot, they died!

Even if many of the Fargo archers were former marksmen, the Alterans were trained with medieval weapons and many were also provided with crossbows!

Not only that, but there were also Alteran archers above the roofs, so the Fargo guards who had thought the same—would most likely get shot down even before they could settle on a high surface.

One of the

BANG!

"Cassie!"

"TSK!" The man sneered, happy with her struggling state. "A woman shouldn't be holding weapons. You ought to learn that."

He walked over and took her weapon that dropped down, studying it. "This isn't bad. Did you guys upgrade your weapons shop already? Where did you get your iron? From Guia?"

"Well, whatever," he said, raising the weapon and stabbing her a bit in an attempt to undress her. After all, he had already destroyed her outer armor, and he was expecting it to just rip easily to show him some skin.

To his surprise, the ripped clothes revealed a layer of conservative undergarments—one that wasn't easy to strip unless he attacked for real. Apparently, the clothing underneath was quite sturdy.

Lenny gave it to her and all the women going to war for free. She had seen how women were treated here, and she had an idea of how harsh it could get for fighters.

Female fighters... were inconceivable to most territories, especially Xenoan villages. They would target these women harder just to 'put things back at the right place'.

Lenny's theory was proving to be correct at this moment.

"Eh, it's more fun to undress with a challenge," the man said, raising the blade, prepared to attack again.

"Cassie!" The teammates yelled, crawling to her. It was chaos all around and the other Alterans must be busy with their own fights, let alone see them in one of the more isolated streets. It was nearby some of the houses Drake and the others had burned down before, and the people here had either fled in terror or were still hiding in fear.

The sharp edge threatened to thump down, targeting Cassie's joints when a small ball of fire was thrown at him.

The man's instincts let him avoid the burnt of it, but his armor was hit and its remaining durability gave way, causing cracks.

"Damn!" He gritted his teeth, glaring at the newly arrived woman.

It was a relatively tall woman with good curves and fiery red hair. It took the aborigine aback, but it was a sight that made Cassie and her teammates brighten.

They looked at the woman with teary eyes.

"Jona!"