War For The Planet Of The Apes Link

The night before, they had found the body of his eldest son, Blue Eyes. He had been sent to scout a northern passage. The humans had not just killed him. They had posed him. Tied to a cross of splintered pine, facing east—toward the rising sun, toward the hope he had been seeking.

Caesar had cut him down with his own hands. He had not wept. Ape leaders do not weep where others can see. But when he looked up at the stars through the canopy, he made a vow that silenced the wind. War for the Planet of the Apes

And on the human side of the river, the Colonel lit a cigar, looked at the dark forest, and whispered to his radioman: The night before, they had found the body

Caesar turned away from the smoke. His face, half-scarred, half-noble, was a mask of stone. They had posed him

Caesar did not answer. His mind was no longer a place of strategy or hope. It had become a dark cave, and at the back of that cave sat a single, glowing ember: revenge.

He raised his hand, the signal to move. Two hundred apes—warriors, mothers, the elderly, the infant—rose from the mud. They had no artillery. No air support. No supply lines. They had fists like iron, teeth like daggers, and a leader who had already died inside.