C355 Bk3: Ch–16 The town(pt-1)

The blast in the bridge was loud. On the east side of the bridge stood a small group of soldiers. They all had a gut-wrenching look at the large stone bridge crumbling on the river. Their fists were tight in anger. There were blood marks on their palms with tight fists. There was no place for provision in the two carriages they used, a small amount of food in one, and a patient in the other