Naruto: After slagging F4, he was caught

The four people walked slowly through the dense woods, their footsteps making slight sounds on the fallen leaves and dead branches.

Their figures shuttled through the mottled light and shadow. After a long journey, finally, a vast land appeared before them.

I thought I could find someone to ask for directions, but I didn't expect to see a fierce war scene in front of me.

A group of people were fighting fiercely, the sounds of shouting and the clashing of weapons were intertwined, like surging waves hitting the reefs.

On the chaotic battlefield, people were waving their weapons, their eyes filled with anger and determination.

At this moment, a person was knocked away by a powerful force and flew towards them like a kite with a broken string.

The man drew an arc in the air and finally landed heavily at their feet, raising a cloud of dust.

The man grimaced in pain and was about to get up, but he saw the three people next to him. They were all stunned.

The former was because Madara's face had long been hung in the Uchiha shrine, and now he was naturally stunned when he suddenly saw him.

Madara was stunned because of the family emblem on his back, his delicate facial features, and his unique Sharingan, so he naturally recognized his identity.

But I didn't expect this guy to be so clumsy that he was actually knocked away.

The Uchiha clan, that is a clan that holds a special place in his heart. He would never allow his people to suffer such heavy losses on this cruel battlefield and leave them alone.

Madara looked towards the battlefield, where there were many Uchiha members, many of whom were almost unable to fight back. Without any hesitation, he immediately rushed into the battlefield.

He shouted, "Stop!"

The voice was as loud as a bell, as if it had the power to penetrate everything.

His tall figure instantly blocked the Uchiha member who was about to be stabbed in the chest, his eyes full of majesty and anger.

His eyes swept across everyone on the battlefield like a sharp sword, as if warning them not to attack the Uchiha people again.

The air on the battlefield seemed to freeze at this moment, and people were stunned by Madara's shout.

They all stopped what they were doing and looked at Madara as if attracted by a magnet.

Some people had puzzled expressions on their faces, and their eyes were full of confusion. They didn't understand why this person who suddenly appeared wanted to stop this fierce battle.

They secretly speculated about Madara's identity and purpose, trying to find the answer from his words and actions.

Others looked wary, with anxiety and fear flashing in their eyes.

They didn't know what kind of threat this powerful man would bring to them, and their hearts were filled with worry.

They held their weapons tightly, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, a powerful aura emanating from him.

His eyes were as cold as ice, making people shudder. He said coldly: "This man is from Uchiha, no one is allowed to hurt him again."

His voice was full of unquestionable dominance, as if a king high above was giving orders.

Just then, a few brave people tried to resist.

They brandished their weapons and rushed towards Madara, shouting, "Who do you think you are? Uchiha Madara? If you were him, we would be scared to death, but you are not him."

"Yeah, without Madara, the Uchiha would be useless." Another person echoed.

"What the strongest family is? It's just an empty title." The third person said with disdain.

When the Uchiha clan members lying on the ground heard those contemptuous words, an indescribable grief and anger surged in their hearts.

His eyes were burning with anger, and he desperately wanted to struggle to his feet and clear his family's name.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to hold up his body, but the heavy pain in his body was like an insurmountable mountain, leaving him helpless.

Every slight movement brought piercing pain, and he could only helplessly fall to the ground again, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He slowly turned his gaze towards Madara's back. The tall and firm figure seemed like an unshakable mountain.

His heart was suddenly filled with gratitude and hope. Although he didn't know the identity of this stranger at the moment, just because he upheld the dignity of Uchiha, he was the benefactor of Uchiha.

In this chaotic and cruel battlefield, this kindness was like a bright light in the darkness, illuminating the hope in his heart.

At this moment, the Uchiha clan member's eyes were fixed on Madara, carefully observing his every move.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered the most precious treasure in the world.

That familiar aura, powerful and majestic, seemed to suppress everything; that domineering words, full of unquestionable power; and that powerful ninjutsu, like a divine punishment, made people tremble. All of this made him instantly recognize that the person in front of him was the strongest man in the history of the Uchiha clan, Madara, who was hung in the ancestral hall.

His heart was filled with shock and joy, an excitement that could not be expressed in words.

He could hardly believe his eyes. This legendary figure actually appeared before him at this critical moment.

Although he didn't know how he suddenly appeared, the surprise filled his heart with joy.

With Madara, the Uchiha will still be the strongest Uchiha, and no one dares to underestimate them.

He seemed to see the glorious future of his family and the hope for the Uchiha clan to rise again.

In his heart, Madara is not only a powerful being, but also a symbol of the Uchiha clan, their pride and hope.

The Uchiha's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to call out Madara's name, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.

He could only stare at Madara with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to convey his inner admiration and gratitude with his eyes.

He secretly swore in his heart that when his injuries healed, he would follow in Madara's footsteps, fight for the glory of the Uchiha clan, and live up to the protection of this legendary figure.

The others on the battlefield gradually realized that Madara was not simple. Their eyes were full of vigilance and anxiety. They asked in trembling voices: "Who are you? Why do you want to protect Uchiha?"

Madara raised his chin slightly, his eyes revealing endless arrogance and majesty. He said coldly: "Listen carefully, my name is Uchiha Madara. Remember this name, because your family must pay the price for what you have done."

When they heard the name, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

Those who once laughed at the Uchiha clan now lowered their heads and dared not utter any contemptuous words.

They knew that offending Madara would be tantamount to bringing disaster upon themselves.