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Chapter 176 [176] The beginning of the third battle
Chapter 176 [176] At the beginning of the Three Wars
During the period after Kazekage's assassination, the entire front line of the Kingdom of the Rain presented a strange calmness, like a gloomy shadow brewing on a sea without waves before a storm.
For the ninjas on the front line, the task pressure is undoubtedly much easier, and the economic pressure originally imposed on the Daming Prefecture has also been greatly reduced.
Many people are looking forward to going back sooner.
Come back home.
It's not just Konoha's people, most of the ninjas standing opposite them think the same way.
Human nature is always in common.
And it seems that some kind of unspoken agreement has been reached between the four major powers facing each other on the mainland, which has slowed down the recent mutual penetration.
But what is unknown is that the armament manufacturing and production activities behind the villages have also become more active.
Everyone is gathering energy, pressing their hole cards on the table and staring at each other, silently waiting for the opportunity.
Wait, give someone else a shot.
In this depressive atmosphere, Masaki Aida's daily life became more regular and relaxed.
But the more peaceful, smooth, and unfluctuated daily life is like a horizontal line, the easier it is for an inadvertent moment to
Take a nosedive.
The country of the wind, the capital of the country.
A thin half-grown boy in an old cloak crouched in the shadow of the alley, avoiding the scorching midday sun.
The boy was black and thin, with a typical appearance of a sandman in the Kingdom of Wind, his hands and feet were as thin as hemp sticks, but his stomach and eyes were abnormally large, and the skin surface of the small round belly under the cloak that covered half of his face, The grid-like lines propped up by the white clay are vaguely outlined.
For the poor orphans among the sand people, they often have to choose sand or soil for the last full meal in their lives.
But he is different.
At this moment, I saw the boy's round, big eyeballs protruding from the sockets looking out along the alley, staring at the luxurious car frame slowly driving from the far street.
Because the wind and sand were too heavy, delicate silk and satin curtains were used to cover the sand on both sides of the frame, surrounded by dozens of people on the left and right sides, and there were three carriages on the road, all of which were shared by four horses.
It was the car of the daimyo of the Land of Winds.
In this impoverished big country, only these few great nobles can afford such a scene.
The boy who hadn't eaten a few full meals since he was a child was watching quietly at this moment, with a bit of curiosity in his protruding eyes.
The man sitting on the frame and the man squatting in the alley are obviously no different in terms of physiological structure, but at this moment they seem to have become two completely different creatures.
In his skinny hands like slender rods, he was holding a piece of dry oil cake, with black sesame seeds and fine salt sprinkled on the surface. There was enough oil, and it was a little slippery in his hands.
Because he has never eaten such a good thing in his life. The boy ate very meticulously. His bad teeth, which were corroded by alkaline soil to the point of some gaps, creaked and chewed slowly like a millstone, which is not surprising to many people. The oil cake, swallow carefully.
But even though he was so careful, and there was a big scene to eat, the pancake, which was only the size of his palm, couldn't last for 2 minutes.
When he finished his last meal, the daimyo of the country of wind just walked not far from the alley in front of him.
The boy carefully licked off the oil stains on his hands, and stood still for less than half a second,
Take it in stride!
Regardless of his young age, he is actually a 'ninja'.
Today is his first assignment.
on the frame.
At this moment, the daimyo of the land of winds was looking at the annual military financial report from Shayin Village with an angry expression on his face, and he slapped the wolf hair on the table with hatred.
His fat body shook with anger.
The flesh on his body couldn't stop shaking.
"Kurozawa bastard!"
"After doing things like this on the battlefield, he still has the face to ask me to increase next year's military expenditure?!"
"Add money, add money. Just know how to add money!"
"And add [-]% in one go?"
"Crazy!"
"What if you win first?"
He cursed and taunted loudly, not caring that the "Kurosawa" in his mouth is theoretically the three generations of Kazekage who control the military lifeline of the Kingdom of Wind and manage all things in Shayin Village.
The daimyo of the Land of Winds was so angry that he straightened his loose neck.
The maidservant who was also standing on the carriage frame waved the feather fan more vigorously, for fear of being provoked by the slightest mistake.
At such a time, the only way to ease the anger of His Highness is to kneel on one side, and the shogunate senior middleman who is the daimyo's aide.
He smiled gently and said, "Why should the daimyo be angry about some martial arts? I heard that the three generations of Kazekage were defeated by Konoha Kazusuke's unknown junior, and their reputation in the ninja world has disappeared recently. I think it's probably to show the lower body It's just for other abilities of 'Wind Shadow'."
"As for war, it's just a joke used to intimidate us, let's just laugh at it."
The 'Daimyo's staff' spoke convincingly: "The second large-scale Ninja World War has only passed for less than ten years."
"All countries in the world, how can they have the spare energy to come back again?"
The daimyo of the Wind Country frowned, and the fat on his face tightened a bit:
"Then this money...?"
"It's better to buy flower wine!"
"Hahaha"
Daming Mianxia's frowned brows relaxed, and even the fat on his face and the hem of his clothes on his chest also calmed down. It seemed that even the scalding temperature became less irritating.
I still understand me.
Just as he was thinking this in his mind, from the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of a half-grown skinny child suddenly rushing into the front of the convoy from the side of the alley, stumbling after a broken grass ball and running into the avenue, just in front of the convoy , Seeing that he was about to be crushed by the heavy carriage wheels.
Almost at the same moment, several ninjas raised their vigilance, and some showed that they couldn't bear to run over to raise each other.
But, next second.
The boy who fell to the ground tore open a scroll.
All the ninjas on the scene showed shock almost at the same time, roaring and galloping towards him at the fastest speed in their lives.
There was a mischievous smile on the skinny boy's face.
As for the daimyo mian who was thinking about inviting some oiran or grand husband back to the palace to play tricks, he was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.
【Li·Sixiang Seal】
The suddenly spreading pitch-black sphere swells and shrinks like a blowing air. Looking down from a high altitude, it seems to be dotted with a drop of cloud ink in the center of the capital of the Kingdom of Wind.
Immediately afterwards, it disappeared again.
Together with those who were swallowed up, there were also 74 people including the Daimyo of the Wind Country and his side.
On this piece of land standing between the sand walls and alleys, there is only a slightly abrupt depression left.
Silently.
Everyone present witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
The time in the Kingdom of Wind is like the pause button being pressed at this moment.
This dangerous fuse that is hidden under the tide of the ninja world and connects countries,
Finally, the burning came to an end.
The border between Fire and Wind.
Weilian Mountain Fortress.
"Clang, clang, clang—"
The gong sounded and the alarm bell rang.
The garrison ninjas, who were always on readiness, ran to their posts quickly, and formed a joint force under the order of Master Orochimaru.
At the same time, there are large-scale reconnaissance sentries and secret agents scattered everywhere.
Orochimaru himself frowned, standing on the wall at the highest point of the fortress, looking at the scattered and endless crowd of people in the distance.
There was a faint look of strangeness on his face.
"How come there are so many?"
He muttered in his mouth, his brows furrowed in doubt.
The scene in front of him did not conform to his pre-war speculation.
However, before his doubts lasted long, several pieces of information passed from the village to the front line through various channels were handed over by an assistant from the Nara clan, and he quickly concluded:
"Master Orochimaru!"
"Two pieces of news came from the village."
"One was published two days ago. The daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind was assassinated and died. His son succeeded him and issued an edict to the Kingdom of Fire to punish the thieves."
"The second one was released yesterday."
Assistant Nara's expression was gloomy, and his tone was depressing: "Three generations of Kazekage in the name of sand hidden."
"War has been declared on Konoha."
Orochimaru listened quietly.
Those golden vertical pupils maintained an almost indifferent calm from beginning to end.
After a few minutes of silence, he calmly said:
"Release these two messages to the entire army."
"Just say."
"The third ninja war has begun."
Calculated by Ugly time, it should still be night, right?
I was wrong (Thomas spiral kneeling in 360 degrees)
In addition, do you have any folk remedies that can improve waist fatigue? A friend of mine said that he was so tired that he had bifurcations, and he needed to make up for it.
(End of this chapter)
During the period after Kazekage's assassination, the entire front line of the Kingdom of the Rain presented a strange calmness, like a gloomy shadow brewing on a sea without waves before a storm.
For the ninjas on the front line, the task pressure is undoubtedly much easier, and the economic pressure originally imposed on the Daming Prefecture has also been greatly reduced.
Many people are looking forward to going back sooner.
Come back home.
It's not just Konoha's people, most of the ninjas standing opposite them think the same way.
Human nature is always in common.
And it seems that some kind of unspoken agreement has been reached between the four major powers facing each other on the mainland, which has slowed down the recent mutual penetration.
But what is unknown is that the armament manufacturing and production activities behind the villages have also become more active.
Everyone is gathering energy, pressing their hole cards on the table and staring at each other, silently waiting for the opportunity.
Wait, give someone else a shot.
In this depressive atmosphere, Masaki Aida's daily life became more regular and relaxed.
But the more peaceful, smooth, and unfluctuated daily life is like a horizontal line, the easier it is for an inadvertent moment to
Take a nosedive.
The country of the wind, the capital of the country.
A thin half-grown boy in an old cloak crouched in the shadow of the alley, avoiding the scorching midday sun.
The boy was black and thin, with a typical appearance of a sandman in the Kingdom of Wind, his hands and feet were as thin as hemp sticks, but his stomach and eyes were abnormally large, and the skin surface of the small round belly under the cloak that covered half of his face, The grid-like lines propped up by the white clay are vaguely outlined.
For the poor orphans among the sand people, they often have to choose sand or soil for the last full meal in their lives.
But he is different.
At this moment, I saw the boy's round, big eyeballs protruding from the sockets looking out along the alley, staring at the luxurious car frame slowly driving from the far street.
Because the wind and sand were too heavy, delicate silk and satin curtains were used to cover the sand on both sides of the frame, surrounded by dozens of people on the left and right sides, and there were three carriages on the road, all of which were shared by four horses.
It was the car of the daimyo of the Land of Winds.
In this impoverished big country, only these few great nobles can afford such a scene.
The boy who hadn't eaten a few full meals since he was a child was watching quietly at this moment, with a bit of curiosity in his protruding eyes.
The man sitting on the frame and the man squatting in the alley are obviously no different in terms of physiological structure, but at this moment they seem to have become two completely different creatures.
In his skinny hands like slender rods, he was holding a piece of dry oil cake, with black sesame seeds and fine salt sprinkled on the surface. There was enough oil, and it was a little slippery in his hands.
Because he has never eaten such a good thing in his life. The boy ate very meticulously. His bad teeth, which were corroded by alkaline soil to the point of some gaps, creaked and chewed slowly like a millstone, which is not surprising to many people. The oil cake, swallow carefully.
But even though he was so careful, and there was a big scene to eat, the pancake, which was only the size of his palm, couldn't last for 2 minutes.
When he finished his last meal, the daimyo of the country of wind just walked not far from the alley in front of him.
The boy carefully licked off the oil stains on his hands, and stood still for less than half a second,
Take it in stride!
Regardless of his young age, he is actually a 'ninja'.
Today is his first assignment.
on the frame.
At this moment, the daimyo of the land of winds was looking at the annual military financial report from Shayin Village with an angry expression on his face, and he slapped the wolf hair on the table with hatred.
His fat body shook with anger.
The flesh on his body couldn't stop shaking.
"Kurozawa bastard!"
"After doing things like this on the battlefield, he still has the face to ask me to increase next year's military expenditure?!"
"Add money, add money. Just know how to add money!"
"And add [-]% in one go?"
"Crazy!"
"What if you win first?"
He cursed and taunted loudly, not caring that the "Kurosawa" in his mouth is theoretically the three generations of Kazekage who control the military lifeline of the Kingdom of Wind and manage all things in Shayin Village.
The daimyo of the Land of Winds was so angry that he straightened his loose neck.
The maidservant who was also standing on the carriage frame waved the feather fan more vigorously, for fear of being provoked by the slightest mistake.
At such a time, the only way to ease the anger of His Highness is to kneel on one side, and the shogunate senior middleman who is the daimyo's aide.
He smiled gently and said, "Why should the daimyo be angry about some martial arts? I heard that the three generations of Kazekage were defeated by Konoha Kazusuke's unknown junior, and their reputation in the ninja world has disappeared recently. I think it's probably to show the lower body It's just for other abilities of 'Wind Shadow'."
"As for war, it's just a joke used to intimidate us, let's just laugh at it."
The 'Daimyo's staff' spoke convincingly: "The second large-scale Ninja World War has only passed for less than ten years."
"All countries in the world, how can they have the spare energy to come back again?"
The daimyo of the Wind Country frowned, and the fat on his face tightened a bit:
"Then this money...?"
"It's better to buy flower wine!"
"Hahaha"
Daming Mianxia's frowned brows relaxed, and even the fat on his face and the hem of his clothes on his chest also calmed down. It seemed that even the scalding temperature became less irritating.
I still understand me.
Just as he was thinking this in his mind, from the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of a half-grown skinny child suddenly rushing into the front of the convoy from the side of the alley, stumbling after a broken grass ball and running into the avenue, just in front of the convoy , Seeing that he was about to be crushed by the heavy carriage wheels.
Almost at the same moment, several ninjas raised their vigilance, and some showed that they couldn't bear to run over to raise each other.
But, next second.
The boy who fell to the ground tore open a scroll.
All the ninjas on the scene showed shock almost at the same time, roaring and galloping towards him at the fastest speed in their lives.
There was a mischievous smile on the skinny boy's face.
As for the daimyo mian who was thinking about inviting some oiran or grand husband back to the palace to play tricks, he was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.
【Li·Sixiang Seal】
The suddenly spreading pitch-black sphere swells and shrinks like a blowing air. Looking down from a high altitude, it seems to be dotted with a drop of cloud ink in the center of the capital of the Kingdom of Wind.
Immediately afterwards, it disappeared again.
Together with those who were swallowed up, there were also 74 people including the Daimyo of the Wind Country and his side.
On this piece of land standing between the sand walls and alleys, there is only a slightly abrupt depression left.
Silently.
Everyone present witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
The time in the Kingdom of Wind is like the pause button being pressed at this moment.
This dangerous fuse that is hidden under the tide of the ninja world and connects countries,
Finally, the burning came to an end.
The border between Fire and Wind.
Weilian Mountain Fortress.
"Clang, clang, clang—"
The gong sounded and the alarm bell rang.
The garrison ninjas, who were always on readiness, ran to their posts quickly, and formed a joint force under the order of Master Orochimaru.
At the same time, there are large-scale reconnaissance sentries and secret agents scattered everywhere.
Orochimaru himself frowned, standing on the wall at the highest point of the fortress, looking at the scattered and endless crowd of people in the distance.
There was a faint look of strangeness on his face.
"How come there are so many?"
He muttered in his mouth, his brows furrowed in doubt.
The scene in front of him did not conform to his pre-war speculation.
However, before his doubts lasted long, several pieces of information passed from the village to the front line through various channels were handed over by an assistant from the Nara clan, and he quickly concluded:
"Master Orochimaru!"
"Two pieces of news came from the village."
"One was published two days ago. The daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind was assassinated and died. His son succeeded him and issued an edict to the Kingdom of Fire to punish the thieves."
"The second one was released yesterday."
Assistant Nara's expression was gloomy, and his tone was depressing: "Three generations of Kazekage in the name of sand hidden."
"War has been declared on Konoha."
Orochimaru listened quietly.
Those golden vertical pupils maintained an almost indifferent calm from beginning to end.
After a few minutes of silence, he calmly said:
"Release these two messages to the entire army."
"Just say."
"The third ninja war has begun."
Calculated by Ugly time, it should still be night, right?
I was wrong (Thomas spiral kneeling in 360 degrees)
In addition, do you have any folk remedies that can improve waist fatigue? A friend of mine said that he was so tired that he had bifurcations, and he needed to make up for it.
(End of this chapter)
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