Bang~

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Ming rushed out of the endless sea and stepped into the land territory of the Fire Nation.

"It's been nearly forty minutes since I received the information, what is the situation now? Lord Slug! Xiao Ming asked the slug immortal clone in his arms.

"According to the news from the branch, the ninjas of the Land of Wind have stepped into the territory of the Land of Fire and officially joined the Uchiha clan and the feather robe clan. The number of ninjas in the three parties is close to two thousand, and there are more than fifteen of them at the patriarch level. After they converged, they were heading for the land of the Thousand Hands Clan, and they were expected to arrive in half an hour. The Thousand Hands Clan has received our news and has chosen the strategy of defending and attacking, and has already transferred the ordinary people in the clan land. The slug immortal clone in Xiao Ming's arms accurately told Xiao Ming the information.

"Hiss~ close to two thousand ninjas? More than fifteen shadows? Xiao Ming only felt his scalp tingle when he heard the news.

In addition to the Fourth Ninja World War, 1~3 Ninja World Wars, a ninja village has invested thousands of ninjas in a large-scale war. In other words, this war is not much worse than the war of the Great Ninja War. In terms of the number of people, it may not be as good as the number of people in the ninja war, but in terms of individual quality, it is definitely higher than the quality of ninjas in the later ninja village era.

"Half an hour? I don't know if I can come in a hurry? Xiao Ming secretly said in his heart, and immediately transported the chakra and hurried with all his might.

On the other side of the Fire Country, Madara Uchiha's long hair moves with the wind, he wears a crimson armor, and carries two major artifacts, the Uchiha Fan and the Uchiha Scythe, on his back. Behind him was a dense crowd of ninjas dressed in all sorts of costumes. There were 2,000 of them, but they passed like ghosts, and they did not make a sound.

Madara Uchiha took the lead in running ahead, dancing wildly, and secretly said in his heart: "The grievances and grievances between the Thousand Hands Clan and the Uchiha Clan have lasted for thousands of years, and countless people have died in the battle between the two sides. Now it's up to me to put an end to this millennia of grievances with my own hands! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Defeat the Thousand Hands, and we can step into the Land of Fire and leave the barren land of the Land of Wind. "The ninjas of the Land of the Wind are all on fire, they have long been fed up with the harsh and barren environment of the Land of the Wind, and have long coveted the rich Land of Fire.

"For five hundred years, the Feather Cloak Clan has survived in the shadow of the Thousand Hands Clan. But we're not idiots from the Vortex Clan, and we're attached to the Thousand-Hand Clan. As long as we defeat the Thousand Hands Clan, doesn't it prove that we are the Feather Cloak Clan? "The ninjas of the Feather Cloak Clan have also made a lot of efforts, and if the Thousand Hands Clan does not get rid of it for a day, it will be like a mountain pressing on the Feather Cloak Clan.

"Our Uchiha clan is the strongest!" And the ninjas of the Uchiha clan have an even greater hatred for the Thousand Hands clan, which can be traced back to thousands of years ago.

In the land of the Thousand Hands Clan, the ninjas of the Thousand Hands Clan stood in the square, looked at their patriarch and said, "Buddha Patriarch, let's fight!" We, the Thousand-Hand Clan, have never been afraid of anyone, let's fight! ”

"I'm willing to be a pioneer and ask to play!"

"I do, too!"

"I do, too!"

The young people of the Thousand-Hand Clan spoke up one after another, after so many years, the Thousand-Hand Clan has not been afraid of anyone. In an era when most ninjas grew up in war and fire, death is just their destination.

This era is a great era, and the greatness lies in the fact that he has produced countless heroes and romantic figures, such as: Senju Tsuruma, Uchiha Madara, Senju Kakuma and others.

Heroes emerge from troubled times, and this is also a sad era. How can it not be sad in an era when human life is like grass and mustard, and all living beings are ants, an era in which life cannot even be guaranteed? This is the sorrow of all beings!

"Everyone!" As soon as the Thousand-Armed Buddha stood on the high platform and raised his hand, the ninja below fell silent, and then the Thousand-Armed Buddha asked, "Have all the clansmen been transferred?"

"Hui Patriarch, all of them have been transferred to the shelter." A white-haired thousand-armed elder stepped forward and said.

"Okay." The Thousand-Handed Buddha nodded, and then looked at the clansmen below: "Everyone hold their positions, the pillars and the doors will come back soon, and then it will be the time for our Thousand-Handed Clan to counterattack."

"Hey!" Thousands of combatants responded in unison, including old people, children, women, and men. But at this time, they all have only one identity, and that is ninja.

"Very good, everyone is in place, don't mess up." With a wave of his hand, the ninjas under the high platform dispersed, walked out of the land of the Thousand Hands Clan, and hid in all corners of the forest outside the Thousand Hands Clan. After all, so many ninjas gathered together and attacked by a group, then they were basically all killed.

"Mom, am I going to die?" In a bush deep in the forest, a young boy in armor with a young face half-crouched on the ground and asked the female ninja next to him who was also half-squatting in armor.

"Yaga, how many times have you said it, now you are my subordinate, I am your captain, you have to call me Lord Yuzi." The female ninja on the side pointed indifferently.

"Hi... Hi... Tamako-sama. The little boy was startled by his mother's scolding, and stammered that he should not be more than eight years old.

"That's... That Tamako-sama, I... I'm going to die... Dead? The little boy asked in a low voice with a frightened face.

"Bad seeds!" The female ninja glared at the little boy.

"Hey!" The little boy was so frightened that he could no longer speak.

'Mom, will you protect me?' Or like your brother and sister, you don't hesitate to use them as cannon fodder to attract the attention of your enemies and sacrifice them in order to complete the mission. The little boy's heart was full of fear, he didn't know if he could live? Can you see the sun tomorrow?

He remembered the scene of his brother and sister being sent to hell by his mother's own hands, and he was very scared, trembling with fear. He was afraid of being ruthlessly abandoned by his mother, and he was afraid of being cut by the cold blade of the enemy, and the sharp tip of the knife was plunged into his heart. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he even wanted to cry out loud, but he didn't dare.

As a six- or seven-year-old child, he didn't even learn the three-body technique, only learned some knife skills and hidden weapon throwing techniques, and he had to go to the battlefield to face death.

There is no difference between old people, women, and children on the battlefield, some are ninjas, and some are either you die or I live, this is the sadness of this era!

The five sons of the Thousand-Hand Clan's patriarch, the Thousand Hand Buddha, all died, and they all died on the battlefield when they were six or seven years old, not to mention the others?

"If you don't want to die, give me courage. Hold your knife tightly and polish your eyes. When the enemy came, he slit his throat like this. Saying that, the female ninja waved the sword in her water, and then looked at her son indifferently and said, "So that you will not die, so that you are worthy of living."

"Hey! Hi! The little boy bowed his head in fright at his mother's fierce gaze.