Naruto's graceful style

"Cough cough."

The Sandaime was a little confused when he heard this and coughed a few times, "Actually, it's not what you think."

"Is Jiraiya back?"

Before the old man could finish speaking, Tsunade interrupted directly.

"" The Sandaime paused, sighed, and said truthfully: "No."

They were looking for Jiraiya in the first place to increase the strength of the team, but it was a pity that they didn't get him back until the time of action.

Now that Tsunade suddenly asked about this, she obviously had the same idea.

After hearing Sandaime's answer, Tsunade secretly said, "Sure enough, her slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together."

Although that guy is a bit wretched, there is nothing to say in terms of strength. If he were there, he would be able to feel more at ease, but this is not the case.

In this case, how could the Fourth Hokage resist Madara Uchiha, even if he was the famous golden flash in the ninja world?

"How many people did the village send to work with the Fourth Hokage? How long have they been away?"

At this point, Tsunade knew that there was no way to stop it, so she could only ask for the details of the action, and then take corresponding measures and remedies according to the situation.

Compared to Tsunade's eagerness, the third generation old man seemed much calmer.

Because he knew in his heart that the current way of handling it was already the best solution he could think of.

Moreover, the team has left the village and the only thing that can be done now is to trust them.

He took off the cigarette holder from his mouth, crossed his fingers on the desk, and met Tsunade's gaze. The Sandaime took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Not many people in the village know about this matter. We all believe that it is better to conceal it than to make it public. Therefore, only the participating members know about the relevant actions."

Tsunade listened quietly.

"Just a few days ago, the combat team led by the fourth generation personally set out, with a total of five members."

Hearing these words, no matter how calm Tsunade appeared, her pupils couldn't help but suddenly dilate, and she stood up from the sofa in a sudden motion.

Five people

To deal with Uchiha Madara, only five people were sent

What a joke

"I think you are really crazy. Don't you know how dangerous that guy is?"

Tsunade's loud voice echoed throughout the room, and even the door to the office seemed to tremble.

The Sandaime seemed to have expected her reaction. After she slowly stabilized, he explained: "This is also a last resort. You have been away from the village for so many years, and many things are unclear."

"But we can't just send five people there. Isn't there anyone else in the village?"

Facing Tsunade's question, a hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of the Sandaime's mouth, and then quickly disappeared.

"I know you are thinking about the village, but forget it, I can't explain these things in a few words. In short, this operation was decided after careful consideration and was not taken lightly, and the members involved are all elites. Elite"

The figures of Namikaze Minato, Yuta and others appeared in his mind one by one, and the Sandaime's eyes gradually became firm.

The village's internal and external troubles meant that it was destined to be unable to allocate extra manpower to deal with Uchiha Madara.

Moreover, Yuta's suggestion mentioned before is correct. To deal with a strong person like Uchiha Madara, the human sea tactic may not be as effective as the small but precise tactic.

"I can rest assured that they will carry out this mission."

When he said the last few words, the Sandaime was silent for a moment, and his intertwined fingers unconsciously increased their strength. After a while, he said them unusually calmly.

However, is this really the case?

If possible, he would of course be willing to send more powerful ninjas to support Namikaze Minato and his party, but the actual situation did not allow it.

Therefore, he could only suppress his uneasiness and worry and wait for their news.

""

Seeing that the old man was talking about this, what else could Tsunade say, her mouth opened slightly, and finally she sat down on the sofa slumpedly and remained silent for a long time.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Yes, she has been away from the village for so long that she has almost forgotten all the shitty things in the village.

The largest village in the ninja world sounds majestic, but is it actually

It’s time to unite as one to deal with powerful enemies, but we can’t even form a decent team.

Five people haha, so what if they are elites?

The palms of her hands tightened again and again, and finally she loosened them silently. Tsunade raised her head, all emotions hidden in her eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's the plan next? Are you planning to just sit in the office and wait for news of their victory?"

There was no emotion in the voice, but the Sandaime always felt that it sounded strange.

Looking at Tsunade's overly bright eyes, the Sandaime shifted his gaze slightly, looking quite guilty.

Because in his heart, he really had no backup plan.

No, it should be said that neither Namikaze Minato nor Yuuta, who were conducting battle negotiations, mentioned this aspect and had not considered it at all.

""

When Tsunade saw the veins popping up in her temples, she lowered her head and tried to resist the urge to sneer.

Five people, with no follow-up arrangements, just went on a rampage to face Madara Uchiha.

“That’s what you call thoughtfulness.”

The third generation was speechless.

The Hokage's hat moved down slightly, just enough to block Tsunade's dagger-like gaze.

He also felt helpless. If the whole village could work together and obey orders, it would certainly not be in such an embarrassing situation as it is now, and he himself would not be so guilty that he could not hold his head up when faced with questions from his disciples.

After staring at the Hokage hat for a long time, Tsunade's eyes flashed, and she suddenly stood up and walked towards the desk, her high heels tapping the ground with a crisp sound.

"boom."

His palms as white as snow slapped heavily on the desk.

Tsunade leaned forward, her beautiful cheeks full of seriousness, "Where is the specific location of that guy? They just set out a few days ago, they should still have time."

"Tsunade, what do you want to do?"

The third-generation old man immediately raised his head and met a pair of extremely firm and bright eyes, which made him startled.

Tsunade had no intention of answering and continued to ask forcefully.

"I don't know how many people you, the expired Hokage, can mobilize now. I won't embarrass you. I need a team of at least ten people, preferably Jonin. The faster the better. Now, tell me That guy’s location”

Hearing this, the old man didn't know what Tsunade meant, so he quickly said, "Nonsense, what are you going to do now?"

"Do you really think that five people can defeat Uchiha Madara?" Tsunade did not give in.

"They have their own battle plan. If you go over there, it will only cause trouble."

"Ha ha."

Tsunade laughed disdainfully, and her condescending and contemptuous look made the old man's eyes twitch.

After all, I am also your teacher. Is it really okay to look at me with such contempt?