Bab 942: Chapter 291 S-Class Plot_3

"You..."

Upon hearing these words, Batis staggered, barely able to stand firmly.

Since the moment the spy was exposed, he had already guessed this outcome.

Now, hearing it with his own ears, it was as if his soul had been ripped from his body, he murmured inquiringly, "Why... why would you do this?"

He knew that his decision would lead to the death of hundreds of thousands from the Rebellion Army right here.

The red-haired woman's eyes were filled only with hatred and sorrow as she yelled, "Those damn slaves killed my father, my brothers, my little brother... Batis, why do you think?!"

But that wasn't the loss brought by this city's fall.

It was death on the battlefield.

Batis wanted to explain.

That with war, death is inevitable.

But he knew it was pointless.

Right now, he could only see a pair of eyes filled with raging fury.