As Duke Garava pondered whether to send some people to the frontline to scavenge war loot, the train departing from the City of Dawn had already confidently crossed the river valley and the Brocade River, rumbling across the steel bridge over the river flowing through the mountains.
Next to the reconstructed Dusty Town, people working in the outskirts saw the distant white smoke, dropped their tasks, and looked toward the direction of the train.
On the flatbeds, there were rows of chillingly bright artillery and military green painted trucks.
As for the other fully enclosed carriages, although one couldn't see what was inside, the aura of somberness was palpable even from several kilometers away.
However, no one felt panic due to this somber aire.
In the area around Brocade River City, the Alliance's flag symbolized order, and the thunderous clash of steel brought them more a sense of security rather than fear or death.
