[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

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I remember when I first saw him, I was fascinated by him.

He has big bright eyes covered by long eyelashes, black hair as smooth as dark clouds, a medium height that does not make people feel oppressive, long legs wrapped in well-developed muscles, and smooth muscle lines that have been trained for a long time...

Don’t get me wrong, I’m talking about Senju Hashirama——

——Matsuyuki Maru beside me.

As if hearing my rainbow fart-filled heart, the young horse loosened its reins slightly, walked toward me with small steps, and rested its head on my shoulder.

"No, I won't work on you today, just rest." His mane smeared my face, and his lips made my neck tingle. I secretly laughed under his cover.

"Ding——" The sound of metal hitting each other came from behind.

I hugged the horse's neck and looked back, and the result of the new round of martial arts performance had already been revealed: Canaan stood upright in a high lunge, with the long knife in his hand a palm away from Ban's neck; Ban's low lunge subconsciously shrank his head, and the straight knife in his hand reached At the waist of Canaan.

The two paused for a few breaths, took two steps back at the same time, Xue Zhen sheathed the knife, and then slightly tilted their upper bodies to salute.

"Canaan is faster when drawing the sword, and Ninja is faster when stepping up." Toramaru commented.

"Maybe it's because Canaan you have an extra slashing action," Ranmaru imitated the movements of the two of them with his bare hands, "The ninja just stabbed directly."

Madara and Izuna were communicating with gestures that others could not understand. Madara seemed to have been unable to control the urge to open his Sharingan at the moment they crossed paths - they had always been very strict about the confidentiality of the blood inheritance limits.

"Your Highness." Hashirama motioned me to take a look at the door.

In addition to the young people gathered here, the older followers and martial arts coaches in the field have all turned their attention to the man at the door.This man is rich and handsome, and his birch-colored clothes are particularly eye-catching.It was none other than Shunsaburo Ito.

"Teacher Ito," I stepped forward to greet him, "are you here to teach me?"

Ito is more than a head taller than me. Before I took a few steps, he quickly came to my side: "If you are willing to listen, I can answer your questions at any time."

"Haha, that's really the opportunity I've been dreaming of!"

"Where."

When we arrived at the house, the young men put away their weapons and saluted him.Ito has a long-standing reputation but is not arrogant. He teaches extensively and explains things in simple terms. After just fifteen days, even the ninjas who did not know him before respected him very much.Maybe this is the charm of personality.

"Eh ho ho ho -" the horse snorted and took a few steps on the spot.

You see, the man is so handsome that even the horse is willing to say hello to him.

Ito looked at Matsuyuki Maru with interest: "Is this your mount?"

"Yes, Keyakihara's tribute horse. I named him Matsuyukimaru. He will be three years old next month and he is still a troublemaker." I stroked the horse's long forehead and he nudged me affectionately. .

Since ancient times, famous generals have been equipped with horses. One horse and one person stand in the same place, making it difficult for everyone to look away.Shunsaburo Ito has an outstanding temperament, as solemn as the wind under a pine tree, high and gentle, clear and clear in his movements, as majestic as a jade mountain; Shoyukimaru is as black as black iron, with four hooves stepping on the snow, without even a stray hair; from beginning to end, It is not more than ten feet long; from the hoof to the neck, it is more than five feet high; when it leaps in the air, it seems that it can overturn the sea and the river.

Ito measured the height of the horse's shoulders and gradually frowned. "In recent years, Keyakihara horses seem not to be as tall as before."

The ninjas and I knew nothing about horses, and the young people had little military experience, so we didn’t know how to respond.At this time, someone answered: "Mr. Ito, this is not only true for Keyakihara horses, but also those produced in the Ashino and Ogino areas. In recent years, several horse farms have been abandoned for breeding, and the standards of military horses have dropped again and again."

"The standards of military horses are lowered again and again?"

"Yes, the shoulder height has dropped from four feet two inches to four feet one inch, almost to the average height of a mountain horse in the Kingdom of Thunder."

The speaker was the tallest among several martial arts coaches. Ito nodded to him: "Your Highness, who is this?"

"One of Ogino's seven spears, Aoki Shinjo."

Both parties were well-known people, and when their eyes met, there was an atmosphere of heroes cherishing heroes.Different from the friendship between Hashirama and Madara, and the cooperation between Toramaru and Canaan, the two adult men were even more excited because they smelled the fighting aura in each other that was similar to their own.

"Aoki Shinsei," Ito repeated solemnly, turning to me, his face becoming serious, "then let's start today's class based on the issue I discussed with Aoki."

The day is short and the star is Pleiades. It is mid-winter and the weather is cold.The teenagers who had just exercised strenuously were still sweating, and the mist escaped from their mouths and merged with the long white clouds.We didn't rush into the house to enjoy the fire. We looked at Ito eagerly.

"Let's make an analogy first. Suppose Aoki and I each have three horses: upper, middle and lower. We have to try three times. The one who wins twice will win. So what should I do?"

I am very familiar with the story of Tian Ji's horse racing: "Use your low-grade horse against his high-grade horse, use your high-grade horse against his medium-grade horse, and use your medium-grade horse against his low-grade horse."

"Exactly. Now if we classify the domestic armed forces according to the number of troops, the quality of armaments and the morale of the army, who can be classified as upper, middle or lower?"

There are two ways to answer this question. I encouraged Toramaru with my eyes, and the latter looked at Ranmaru and Canaan uncertainly, and even looked at Hashirama and Madara, and finally found that there was no way to evade: "...Sakawara-sama's army Is it superior?"

"No, that's not what you mean." Ito shook his head and pointed at Sasou, Quan Nai and himself in turn, "Your Highness?"

The teacher called me by name, and the kids raised their ears. Hashirama and Madara both looked at me like "You're a bit miserable, come on", while Izuna grinned with gloating.

After Toramaru ruled out one answer, I think the remaining train of thought should be correct: "Ninja elites are mercenaries, brave and powerful, and can be the best; ordinary ninjas and iron cannons, cavalry, and spear samurai have been trained for a long time and obey If the command is familiar with weapons, it can be rated as medium; in general, Ashigaru and peasant soldiers have a weak sense of fighting, and their numbers are large but easy to break up, so they can be rated as low."

The so-called ninja elites are probably the level of chunin and above before the original combat power exploded.I glanced at the few people in Hashirama who were a little surprised - the elites among the elites and legendary-level heroes like them cannot be measured according to the conventional system. They are literally creatures that can be blocked by one man.

Is it too late to recharge and buy a kaleidoscope?Unlimited chakra is fine too.Oh, by the way, I have no money.

"However, ninjas are not loyal to the country. They have nothing to do with each other after the payment is settled. We cannot place our hopes of victory or defeat on them." Ito looked at the little ninjas and made a direct assertion.

The expressions of the three people changed. Their brows were lowered and their pupils tightened, looking a bit ferocious like beasts.I quickly slapped Madara, who looked the most vicious.

Ito observed the interaction between us and laughed out loud: "I'm not saying that ninjas are not worthy of trust. Back in Keyakihara, when the army came to the city, I also relied on the support of Hinata, Kaguya and other ninjas to defend the city. .”

None of us expected that he would personally reveal the details of his battle to become famous. Not to mention the teenagers, even Aoki was stunned.

Ito took in all our funny looks, his smile turned into a loud laugh, and then he suddenly stopped smiling and put his hand on his chest: "I will never forget who helped me on the road to fame, so I am not The kind of person who holds the theory that ninjas cannot be trusted. However, ninjas were not included in the military strength later on. This approach is really inappropriate."

"Teacher, can you tell me about the situation at that time?" People who are willing to admit that they cooperate with the ninja clan are rare, and the request was blurted out without the reminder from Madara and Hashirama's eyes.

"Let me prepare a little more," Ito scratched his head, "Defending the city is a skill. I haven't found the secrets such as equipment diagrams yet. We will talk about it in the next class."

Matsuyuki Maru snorted again, as if he was dissatisfied with our digression.

So Ito went on to say: "As for inferiority, peasants and soldiers can only be recruited during the leisure time. The will to fight depends entirely on whether the army has the upper hand. If the army has the upper hand, they will dare to go into battle. If the army cannot have the upper hand, then they and the army will not have the upper hand. A flock of birds is no different.”

If social benefits and economic construction are taken into consideration, the military would be better off becoming professional. Child laborers like those around me should go back to school to study, fall in love and take exams instead of thinking "How can I kill people without being killed?" ".

"And among the medium, iron cannon relies on firearm technology, guns focus on formation, and cavalry relies on horses."

"What is the role of the horse? First, to enhance mobility, which is consistent with the purpose of the ninjas to condense chakra and practice their endurance." Ito stretched out his right hand and made it into a fist, and raised his eyebrows at the young ninjas, who all He showed an expression of "So you are an expert" and said, "By improving mobility, we can obtain more information, make the enemy's information lose its timeliness faster, cut off the enemy's information channels, and seize the opponent's supplies. "

The birds stopped chirping, the cold wind stopped blowing, and the clouds seemed to dare not block the sun.Everyone present held their breath and looked at his fist attentively.

"Intercepting grain routes and disrupting the opponent's deployment arrangements are the most common responsibilities of the cavalry. With the help of ninjas, this function often has a major impact on changes in the battlefield situation, and even plays a decisive role." He slammed down the palm of his left hand. hack.

"Pa—" there was a crisp sound, and the five fingers of his right fist spread out, like a leaderless enemy formation after being attacked by cavalry.

"Oh——" We unconsciously let out a low voice of admiration.

"Second, increase the momentum," Ito patted Aoki's thick back, "A warrior like Aoki can easily defeat you guys on horseback."

Toramaru and Kanan both nodded directly, only Ranmaru smiled slightly: "As long as I don't let you get the crossbow."

"But if you are given a horse that can charge, and still let it use its two feet to deal with you, it will be difficult to predict who will win." Ito pretended not to hear, paced back and forth in front of us, and walked to Ranmaru. Suddenly punched.

This punch was as powerful as thunder, and his sleeves expanded rapidly due to the wind of the punch, and he was in front of Ranwan in a moment.None of us expected that he would attack. Hashirama subconsciously used Wood Release to intercept, but Madara grabbed his wrist and broke the seal.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the beautiful boy's forehead.

"Remember this feeling. A cavalry charge is a hundred times more shocking." Ito retracted his hand and turned back to me.

"Can you tell me more about the cavalry formations and equipment? There are also horse armor, saddles and stirrups..." I eagerly pulled on his sleeves, and my inner thirst for knowledge was infinitely amplified by this new teacher, like an insatiable glutton. .

Ito looked down at me and gradually raised the corners of his mouth: "Of course."

In fact, I know that someone like Shunsaburo Ito must have another purpose when he is sent to me. After he gains my trust, he may brainwash me and make me follow Sakahara's command.Otherwise, a few guardians with real power would be a more suitable choice for him, which can make his strategies useful, allow him to obtain the capital to settle down, and allow him to fight against evenly matched opponents.

But now I am the one who has no choice, not to mention he is indeed a talent.

"Your Highness, the messenger from Xiawuyuan has arrived." At night, Canaan presented me with a letter.

This is an ordinary letter, the content of which is nothing more than asking for my permission - in fact, it is a warning to me - that Chinobu Sakahara will come to me in a few days to discuss state affairs with me.

I had been waiting for this letter since my grandmother passed away, so it was no surprise.

I looked at it carefully and prepared to roll up the letter along the traces with both hands.

"Ding——dang——"

Ninjas are extremely sensitive to the sound of metal collisions. When they heard the noise coming from the palace, all the ninjas on duty today appeared in the room almost at the same time.

"Your Highness!" The young ninja and the junior ninjas quickly put out the fallen candlestick, eager to confirm whether the daimyo was okay.

"I'm fine. I'll clean up here later. You guys go down first." The daimyo held a roll of paper tightly, his handsome face showed no expression, and his voice was no longer as gentle as usual, as if he had lost a certain book. The control of the body is generally weird.

Madara and Hashirama finally left, taking a distant look at the figures deep in the palace.The lights flickered, making people's faces flicker in and out. Huge black shadows climbed around the house like monsters, gathering in corners and waiting for opportunities to move.

They didn't know that the letter in the daimyo's hand had a signature written in a childish hand:

Akiwa Muto.