Chapter 747: Chapter 747 - 416: Open Fire on the Refugees?

Inside the tower, the fireplace crackled, the warmth slowly spreading through the stone walls, with the cold wind barred by the heavy window frames, leaving only the dull sound of raindrops hitting the glass.Kael Remont draped in a heavy fur cloak, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.He held a glass of red wine in his hand, the deep color of the liquid resembling a slow-flowing layer of blood in the firelight.The entrance to the gorge was packed airtight, tens of thousands of refugees squeezed into the narrow passage, bodies sticking together, slowly wriggling in the mud.The torrential rain washed away the filth, with occasional bursts of cries and screams shredded by the wind and rain, reaching here only as a persistent, low hum.Kael's lips curled slightly.In his eyes, it wasn't chaos, but a highly accomplished piece of work.The binoculars pushed the view further out.Outside the Black Stone Gorge, Louis's steel torrent indeed halted.Steam battle cars lined up at the mouth of the gorge, their heavy steel outlines faintly visible through the rain, like a pack of beasts forced to a halt.Faced with that barrier made of flesh, they remained motionless.Kael put down the binoculars and gently swirled the wine in his glass: "Look, what a perfect defense line."His tone carried a hint of satisfaction."No need for bricks or stones, just a bunch of useless mouths stopping the sharpest fangs of the Northern Territory."A knight stepped forward, handing a hot towel to Kael."Young Master."