Naruto: Immortal Spirit
Chapter 59 Iwa Ninja Battlefield
Midsummer fireworks, trees and grass flourish.
The slightly drunken wind brought up pieces of dark red fallen leaves, like flames bursting out, scurrying and escaping, the entire gray-white battlefield.
Bright green and red, trembling under the dim sky, as if with endless unwillingness, falling to the ground but not extinguished, just dyeing the earth red.
Corpses are piled up, hands and feet are resting on each other's shoulders, and the pond is flat...
The jungle of the Country of Grass, littered with corpses, turned into blood-colored soil.
And it seems that only in the dead of night is the victim's side allowed to lick their wounds silently.
"Damnable big country..."
The young man wearing a Kusanagi forehead protector clenched his hands, his eyes glowing red, hidden in the night, like a rat in the sewer, just quietly groping for something on the body of the dead ninja.
The battle between Konoha and Iwa Ninja was too fierce. The large Earth Release Ninjutsu was like a mountain collapse, and the strong wind and boulders knocked countless Konoha ninjas away and scattered them in the jungle.
Even so, the boy who lurked during the day and came out at night to search for some possible 'trophies' has only found three corpses so far, and most of them only got some kunai and soldiers' food pills.
"This is……"
"A...scroll?"
The touch of the cold corpse did not dissipate the heat in the young man's heart. With slightly trembling hands, he slowly used a steel wire to pull out a scroll from the bloody ninja's knife bag. He rolled away skillfully to avoid flying shots from the knife bag. Thousands of copies came out.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened the scroll.
"Is it... a sealing scroll?"
The blood-soaked scroll seemed a little unclear in the jungle that was still filled with coldness and darkness in summer. The young man held the moonlight and tried to read the fonts on it with his eyes wide open...
"Write...Sharingan...Sharingan?"
The world seemed to be stagnant at this moment, with only the slightly trembling young man looking closely at the seal scroll.
"Susu..."
The insects and rats that suddenly ran past made a clanking sound, which made him come back to his senses instantly. He looked around, his eyes filled with unbelievable ecstasy and unspeakable trembling.
In the silent jungle, only the shadow of the moon through the gaps between the trees reflected in the boy's increasingly bright eyes.
"This is the Sharingan... This is actually the Sharingan!"
"The legendary Sharingan!"
The heavy breathing seemed to be the biggest flaw in the jungle. The young man took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his mind.But suddenly his eyes moved to the face of the ninja whose flesh and blood were indistinguishable.
"But... why is Konoha's Sharingan here?"
The surprise was followed by inexplicable fear, which suddenly welled up from the bottom of his heart. He vaguely understood that he seemed to be involved in some secret missions where a humble ninja from a small country like himself, even a jounin, would only be treated like garbage. .
"Could it be that...he...isn't a ninja from Konoha!"
The scroll in his hand became increasingly hot, and the soaked blood seemed to turn into a blazing fire in his eyes. This fire would burn him and his village to ashes...
"no, I can not……"
As a genin of the Land of Grass, Yusomaru never thought that one day he would face such a life-and-death decision for the ninja village, although it was mostly just a imaginary possibility...
Maybe today, on an ordinary summer day, the decision he makes will completely change the fate of the entire Kusanagi Village.He even realized this clearly...
only……
The scroll in his hand seemed to be stuck to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't put it down.
Maybe sometimes, when personal interests conflict with collective interests, we will be so righteous that we have to keep calm in front of everyone, and then, mixed with the blood and tears in our hearts, we will sacrifice ourselves with our righteous words.
Even I, at that moment, couldn't tell who was more important...
But when alone, such a choice seems to be a bit more difficult - it may attract Konoha and Iwa ninja.
Yukusamaru calmed down and clenched the scroll in his hand tighter and tighter. There were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his red eyes seemed to have been transplanted with Sharingan...
People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth, and they will make a fortune in silence...
When no one knows, even a quiet grass will be bold and exaggerated beyond everyone's expectations.
Yousaomaru hurriedly stuffed the scroll into his arms. His forehead was already soaked with sweat. His brain was running very fast, and he was more careful than ever before to clean up all the traces he left.
Standing on the bushes, Youcaomaru took one last look at the dark jungle, but only for a brief moment. As if he never wanted to see this place again, he hurried into the jungle without looking back and disappeared.
The jungle is still quiet, and only Luo Xing and Feng know the magnificent heart of a young man on this night.
……
Konoha's camp is built among the mountains. As the Fire Country goes west, more and more strange rocks are dotted here and there. Konoha's camp is completely covered with dust and dust, dotted among the majestic barren mountains, without being noticeable.
The night in the camp is quiet, so gentle that the stars fall on everyone's heads, without any bias, but different people gain different beauty.
From the nearby mountains, it seemed that the entire battlefield could be seen.Namikaze Minato stood quietly on the jagged rocks, raising his head slightly, but the stars in the sky seemed to make his heart a little more agitated.
"Minato-sama, the Iwa ninja's attack is too fierce... we..."
Uchiha Fugaku came slowly, sighing slightly and frowning. The battles these days were too brutal.
Although Minato was a deterrent, Konoha was fighting on multiple fronts, and just relying on Namikaze Minato could not completely eliminate the gap in military strength. Even the elite ninjas of the Uchiha clan had died in more than ten battles.
He could roughly feel that the Iwa Ninja seemed to be deliberately targeting the Uchiha clan. Although he didn't know why Onoki was so hostile to the Uchiha clan, the number of Sharingan that could not be recovered was more than one palm.
"I know that the request for reinforcements has been sent back to Konoha... But now, the Kirigakure battlefield and Kumo ninja battlefield have also become intense, and it should be difficult for the village to allocate more troops..."
"If this continues...even if we can achieve final victory, we will suffer heavy casualties..."
"even……"
Uchiha Fugaku didn't want to say the word "failure". He couldn't accept the reason why the Uchiha clan had paid such a heavy price and would still be caught and ostracized by Konoha senior officials because of the defeat in the war.
His brows were frowning, his eyes were bright red, and he seemed to be struggling with something in his heart.
A pair of Mangekyō Sharingan and a Susanoo will completely reverse the situation on the Iwa Ninja battlefield, but if he uses the power of the Mangekyō, the Uchiha clan may be even more feared by Konoha's top brass than if they failed in the war... …
"Don't worry, Chief Fugaku, we will definitely win..."
Minato turned his head and looked at Uchiha Fugaku. He didn't say anything more, just nodded and smiled slightly. He already had a dangerous plan in his mind.
"I have no doubt about it..."
Fugaku looked at Minato and slowly relaxed his brows. If...if Minato Namikaze could really become Hokage...the Uchiha clan would be much better off...
…………
(I haven’t updated for a long time, and I almost forgot what I wrote before...)
(In addition, I have found a job as a programmer, so I don’t have much free time... I will find time to update in the future, as long as I don’t die suddenly...)
(The plot will be sped up next, and the side plots will be cut off, but don’t worry, the main plot will be complete. Thank you for your support.)
The slightly drunken wind brought up pieces of dark red fallen leaves, like flames bursting out, scurrying and escaping, the entire gray-white battlefield.
Bright green and red, trembling under the dim sky, as if with endless unwillingness, falling to the ground but not extinguished, just dyeing the earth red.
Corpses are piled up, hands and feet are resting on each other's shoulders, and the pond is flat...
The jungle of the Country of Grass, littered with corpses, turned into blood-colored soil.
And it seems that only in the dead of night is the victim's side allowed to lick their wounds silently.
"Damnable big country..."
The young man wearing a Kusanagi forehead protector clenched his hands, his eyes glowing red, hidden in the night, like a rat in the sewer, just quietly groping for something on the body of the dead ninja.
The battle between Konoha and Iwa Ninja was too fierce. The large Earth Release Ninjutsu was like a mountain collapse, and the strong wind and boulders knocked countless Konoha ninjas away and scattered them in the jungle.
Even so, the boy who lurked during the day and came out at night to search for some possible 'trophies' has only found three corpses so far, and most of them only got some kunai and soldiers' food pills.
"This is……"
"A...scroll?"
The touch of the cold corpse did not dissipate the heat in the young man's heart. With slightly trembling hands, he slowly used a steel wire to pull out a scroll from the bloody ninja's knife bag. He rolled away skillfully to avoid flying shots from the knife bag. Thousands of copies came out.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened the scroll.
"Is it... a sealing scroll?"
The blood-soaked scroll seemed a little unclear in the jungle that was still filled with coldness and darkness in summer. The young man held the moonlight and tried to read the fonts on it with his eyes wide open...
"Write...Sharingan...Sharingan?"
The world seemed to be stagnant at this moment, with only the slightly trembling young man looking closely at the seal scroll.
"Susu..."
The insects and rats that suddenly ran past made a clanking sound, which made him come back to his senses instantly. He looked around, his eyes filled with unbelievable ecstasy and unspeakable trembling.
In the silent jungle, only the shadow of the moon through the gaps between the trees reflected in the boy's increasingly bright eyes.
"This is the Sharingan... This is actually the Sharingan!"
"The legendary Sharingan!"
The heavy breathing seemed to be the biggest flaw in the jungle. The young man took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his mind.But suddenly his eyes moved to the face of the ninja whose flesh and blood were indistinguishable.
"But... why is Konoha's Sharingan here?"
The surprise was followed by inexplicable fear, which suddenly welled up from the bottom of his heart. He vaguely understood that he seemed to be involved in some secret missions where a humble ninja from a small country like himself, even a jounin, would only be treated like garbage. .
"Could it be that...he...isn't a ninja from Konoha!"
The scroll in his hand became increasingly hot, and the soaked blood seemed to turn into a blazing fire in his eyes. This fire would burn him and his village to ashes...
"no, I can not……"
As a genin of the Land of Grass, Yusomaru never thought that one day he would face such a life-and-death decision for the ninja village, although it was mostly just a imaginary possibility...
Maybe today, on an ordinary summer day, the decision he makes will completely change the fate of the entire Kusanagi Village.He even realized this clearly...
only……
The scroll in his hand seemed to be stuck to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't put it down.
Maybe sometimes, when personal interests conflict with collective interests, we will be so righteous that we have to keep calm in front of everyone, and then, mixed with the blood and tears in our hearts, we will sacrifice ourselves with our righteous words.
Even I, at that moment, couldn't tell who was more important...
But when alone, such a choice seems to be a bit more difficult - it may attract Konoha and Iwa ninja.
Yukusamaru calmed down and clenched the scroll in his hand tighter and tighter. There were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his red eyes seemed to have been transplanted with Sharingan...
People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth, and they will make a fortune in silence...
When no one knows, even a quiet grass will be bold and exaggerated beyond everyone's expectations.
Yousaomaru hurriedly stuffed the scroll into his arms. His forehead was already soaked with sweat. His brain was running very fast, and he was more careful than ever before to clean up all the traces he left.
Standing on the bushes, Youcaomaru took one last look at the dark jungle, but only for a brief moment. As if he never wanted to see this place again, he hurried into the jungle without looking back and disappeared.
The jungle is still quiet, and only Luo Xing and Feng know the magnificent heart of a young man on this night.
……
Konoha's camp is built among the mountains. As the Fire Country goes west, more and more strange rocks are dotted here and there. Konoha's camp is completely covered with dust and dust, dotted among the majestic barren mountains, without being noticeable.
The night in the camp is quiet, so gentle that the stars fall on everyone's heads, without any bias, but different people gain different beauty.
From the nearby mountains, it seemed that the entire battlefield could be seen.Namikaze Minato stood quietly on the jagged rocks, raising his head slightly, but the stars in the sky seemed to make his heart a little more agitated.
"Minato-sama, the Iwa ninja's attack is too fierce... we..."
Uchiha Fugaku came slowly, sighing slightly and frowning. The battles these days were too brutal.
Although Minato was a deterrent, Konoha was fighting on multiple fronts, and just relying on Namikaze Minato could not completely eliminate the gap in military strength. Even the elite ninjas of the Uchiha clan had died in more than ten battles.
He could roughly feel that the Iwa Ninja seemed to be deliberately targeting the Uchiha clan. Although he didn't know why Onoki was so hostile to the Uchiha clan, the number of Sharingan that could not be recovered was more than one palm.
"I know that the request for reinforcements has been sent back to Konoha... But now, the Kirigakure battlefield and Kumo ninja battlefield have also become intense, and it should be difficult for the village to allocate more troops..."
"If this continues...even if we can achieve final victory, we will suffer heavy casualties..."
"even……"
Uchiha Fugaku didn't want to say the word "failure". He couldn't accept the reason why the Uchiha clan had paid such a heavy price and would still be caught and ostracized by Konoha senior officials because of the defeat in the war.
His brows were frowning, his eyes were bright red, and he seemed to be struggling with something in his heart.
A pair of Mangekyō Sharingan and a Susanoo will completely reverse the situation on the Iwa Ninja battlefield, but if he uses the power of the Mangekyō, the Uchiha clan may be even more feared by Konoha's top brass than if they failed in the war... …
"Don't worry, Chief Fugaku, we will definitely win..."
Minato turned his head and looked at Uchiha Fugaku. He didn't say anything more, just nodded and smiled slightly. He already had a dangerous plan in his mind.
"I have no doubt about it..."
Fugaku looked at Minato and slowly relaxed his brows. If...if Minato Namikaze could really become Hokage...the Uchiha clan would be much better off...
…………
(I haven’t updated for a long time, and I almost forgot what I wrote before...)
(In addition, I have found a job as a programmer, so I don’t have much free time... I will find time to update in the future, as long as I don’t die suddenly...)
(The plot will be sped up next, and the side plots will be cut off, but don’t worry, the main plot will be complete. Thank you for your support.)
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