When the ten members of the rescue team left, Rokuzawa handed over the recruitment list to Taketori Shinsuke, ordering him to send the recruitment notice and adjust some of the personnel on the list.

Especially those who have mastered the 'Armor of Rebellion'.

He had long made a rule that at all times, half of the clan must be left behind, and not all of them should be sent.

In this way, in the midst of intense scheduling and preparation, the night passed quickly.

"Let's go!"

Glancing at the many clansmen gathered outside the ancestral hall, Liuze immediately led them out of the city.

That's where the big forces are staging.

As soon as he walked near the city gate, Rokuzawa heard a noise from outside the city wall from a distance.

There were already quite a few people gathered outside.

In addition to this, he also saw that many of the recruited mist ninjas were coming from all directions, passing through the city gate one by one.

Liuze didn't waste time, and immediately walked out of the city gate with his clansmen.

At this time, many ninjas had gathered in the open space outside.

According to preliminary estimates, there are at least more than a thousand people.

With the arrival of the ninjas of Rokuzawa and the Taketori clan, the number of people gathered has skyrocketed again.

Not only that, Rokuzawa's operation in recent years has also achieved initial results.

Many of the reformist ninjas have slowly embraced the once-ostracized Taketori clan, and their group has quickly integrated into the group, talking and laughing, no longer being completely isolated and ignored as before.

Of course, compared to the other Kiristin, their Taketori clan still belongs to the type that is not very likable, but not so much that they refuse completely.

Liuze was very helpless when he saw it, but there was no good way.

He knows very well that the image of an ethnic group in the hearts of others cannot be shaped in a short period of time.

And his group of people with bad personalities can't be corrected casually.

He only hopes that the new generation of clansmen in the future can shape a healthy personality under his deliberate guidance, no longer follow the old path of their predecessors, and refresh the inherent impression of outsiders on the Taketori clan through them.

This is a long-term and long-term project of ethnic transformation, which cannot be accomplished overnight.

Perhaps, they need two generations, three generations...... It will take even longer to become Rokuzawa's ideal appearance, but after all, there is a goal and hope, and no matter how much time it takes, it is worth it.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the ninja troops outside the city were almost all gathered, reaching nearly 3,000 people, and Terumi Ming, who was the commander of the army, finally appeared.

There was no ornate speech, no exciting encouragement, she just stood on the high platform and spit out two words softly.

"Let's go!"

Although it was only two words, everyone felt the incomparable confidence and indestructible faith of Terumi.

Immediately, everyone was also full of confidence and rushed towards the front line.

Or they detected the movements of the reformists, and the rebels not only did not weaken, but took the lead in attacking.

The day after Rokuzawa and his party set off, the air ninja troops appeared above them and used their air superiority to bombard the reformist forces on the ground.

Hugh Hugh Hugh!

With the sound of breaking the air, countless bombs fell from the sky, like black rain, enveloping the ninja troops on the ground.

It's a pity that the raindrops are relatively large, each one is the size of a fist, and it contains terrifying lethality.

Boom Boom!

At the moment when the first bomb landed and exploded, the rest of the bombs that landed also exploded, and bursts of fire bloomed one after another, like golden lotus flowers blooming on the earth.

Misty Shinobu couldn't dodge, was hit by the impact of the explosion, and even stood directly at the center of the explosion, and was instantly hit hard and fell to the ground.

Even more unlucky, or those with poor physique, died on the spot, and there was no chance of rescue.

Terumi was furious when she saw this, and immediately issued countermeasures.

"Those who are good at physical arts, are responsible for transferring the wounded and cooperating with the medical ninjas to rescue everyone."

"Those who are good at ninjutsu, lock on to the sky and launch a counterattack, if you can't reach the target, lock on to those dropped bombs, and be sure to destroy them before they hit the ground!"

Because those air ninjas flew very high, until they were directly above them, they suddenly swooped down and attacked, so the perceptual ninjas accompanying the army did not notice it in advance.

And after dropping the bomb, those empty ninjas didn't fight, and they just rose into the air and left, even ninjutsu-type ninjas were difficult to hit.

Therefore, Terumi didn't really expect to be able to take them down, as long as they could withstand the bombs dropped from the sky.

Hearing the command, the originally chaotic crowd immediately took action on the battlefield in their own duties.

In an instant, countless ninjutsu of different colors rose into the sky and collided with the falling bomb.

Thundered!

The explosions came again one after another, only this time they rang in mid-air and did not hit the ground, and only a small part of the impact of the explosion reached the ground, and the lethality was extremely limited.

Rokuzawa only felt a gust of wind pressing down from the top of his head, and it was a little difficult to even lift his feet.

However, the wind pressure was not enough to restrict his movements, and he only calmed down a little, then steadied his heel, and continued to charge towards a wounded man not far away.

Just when Rokuzawa was less than two meters away from the target, he suddenly noticed something strange above his head.

Stop!

A familiar sound of breaking the air came from above him.

Looking up again, a fist-sized bomb was less than five meters away.

"Not good!"

Rokuzawa was secretly taken aback.

Because the roar of the explosion on the entire battlefield greatly affected his ability to hear, which also made the bomb enter his range so close as five meters before it could be detected.

If he had stepped away now, he would have been able to barely avoid the core of the explosion, but the wounded man on the ground had not been so lucky.

If you are injured by an explosion again at such a close distance, the other party is afraid that she will die on the spot.

Thinking of this, Rokuzawa decided not to take a step back, and directly blocked the explosive impact of that bomb.

Because, with his current ability to resist the impact of bombs, there is actually not much danger.

After all, the hardness of the bone he could make now had reached a fairly hard level, making it an excellent defensive material.

Immediately, he raised his right hand and spread his five fingers, aiming at the rapidly falling bomb from a distance, and silently mobilized Chakra's ability to stimulate the corpse's bone veins.

In an instant, seven or eight bone buds burst out of his arm, and grew rapidly, turning into bone spurs and extending towards the bomb.

Seeing that, the seven or eight bone spurs were like a birdcage enveloping the whole bomb.

However, not only that, at the moment when the bone spurs covered the bomb, Rokuzawa silently controlled all the bone spurs to grow bifurcated branches in the middle, and quickly contracted inward, and the rapidly falling bomb was suddenly stopped.

However, although the bomb was stopped, the explosion was also triggered in advance.

Rumble!

In just an instant, a blazing red flame burst out from the middle of Rokuzawa's several bone spurs, and a powerful impact wave was also generated.