Chapter 118 Why Not Let Ninja Hero Fight Against the Demigod!
It can be said that it is considerate to the extreme.
Giving a little information is not a loss for the Sand Village.
As long as Hanzo is moved and involves some of Konoha's manpower, the Sand Village will win.
As for how far the Rain Village and Konoha fight in the end, it has nothing to do with the Sand Village.
Chiyo and the Third Kazekage hope that the Rain Village and Konoha will fight to the death.
It is best to fight to the death.
This situation is more beneficial to the Sand Village.
Fight to the death or accept defeat, which has become a difficult choice for Hanzo.
To put it nicely, it is to accept defeat, and to put it bluntly, it is to raise your hands and surrender, announcing to the world that the Rain Village has been defeated, and he, Hanzo, has failed.
Accept failure?
Surrender is too ugly, and Hanzo himself is unwilling to face these two heart-piercing words, so choosing failure is the most appropriate.
But is he willing to accept failure?
Definitely not.
However, the situation was no longer his choice. Konoha was in a full-scale war with the Sand Village, and the people on the battlefield in the Rain Country were gradually withdrawn, and the losses continued to rise.
If the stalemate continued for a long time, both sides would end up in a situation that was not pleasing to them.
But Konoha had been in a stalemate because it wanted to grasp the glory of victory, even if it cost a certain amount of sacrifice.
Now the situation was not whether he, Hanzo, was willing to fight Konoha to the death, but Konoha was desperate to fight him to the death.
"Sarutobi Hiruzen, you must be very proud."
Looking in the direction of Konoha, Hanzo clenched his fist unwillingly, and the scroll in his hand was directly crushed, mixed with blood and rain and fell on the muddy ground full of blood.
In fact, Sarutobi Hiruzen was not proud at all at this time.
Because the Daimyo Mansion once again sent people to issue a notice, the Daimyo Mansion was very dissatisfied with the situation in the Fire Country and asked Konoha to quell the domestic war as soon as possible.
The Third Hokage was so worried that his hair fell out, and he didn't care about the glory of victory.
"Notify everyone to gather."
Since there is no choice, let's use a final decisive battle to decide the outcome of this war.
The Rain Village doesn't have much fighting power, and the Konoha camp is almost the same.
The number of casualties continued to rise, and a group of ninjas were transferred to the Fire Country to encircle the enemy, which made the number of ninjas in the Rain Country camp continue to decrease.
Nara Shikashin handed a report to Jingyi: "After this war, the Rain Village will not be able to raise its head for at least 20 years."
As the combat reports were collected, through the analysis of professionals and the investigation of the Anbu, a result was obtained that there were not many ninjas in the Rain Village who could fight again.
A big battle directly turned the hard work of this village for more than ten years into nothing.
Not only did it wipe out the living forces, but it even overdrew the future of the village.
Twenty years?
The Rain Village in twenty years is much more terrible than it is now.
Jingyi muttered to himself and picked up the report to read.
"The troops of the Rain Village are getting fewer and fewer, but their leader, Hanzo, is always a huge threat. As long as he doesn't fall, the village can't win this war."
Some strong people have a great influence on the war. Hanzo is such a strong person in the battlefield of Rain Country.
Of course, it is limited to the battlefield of Rain Country. After all, the scale of the war in Rain Country is just a prelude, which is not up to the table for the five major ninja villages.
The next full-scale war in River Country is a hard bone to chew.
"You are right."
Nara Shikashin sighed and said with a headache:
"Hatake Sakumo has been transferred away, and the elites in the camp are getting fewer and fewer. Orochimaru and Jiraiya lead the team alone. Even if they are gathered together, it is difficult to defeat the demigod."
"Why don't we let our ninja heroes compete with the demigod?"
Jingyi made a suggestion, but he burst into laughter as soon as he finished speaking.
Nara Shikako was angry and amused.
You can say that!
"I think we should stop messing around with the Ninja Hero. You should go out in person, Hyuga Shikako."
"No, I'm just a little medical ninja. I can't afford to offend the famous demigod."
Shikako laughed and waved his hand.
Do you think I will believe it?
You are a medical ninja.
Well, this guy is indeed a medical ninja............
After laughing for a while, Shikako said, "Drag it out. The Rain Village can't hold on any longer. This demigod will accept defeat sooner or later. The victory of this war will eventually belong to the village."
If you can win by dragging it out, why go out in person?
"Well, that's the only way."
The vague test did not get a response, and Nara Shikako was helpless. He couldn't order Shikako to fight on the battlefield.
Damn it, next time someone makes this kind of suggestion that will only be separated from the medical department, I will beat him to death with a hammer.
Nara Shikako cursed the F4 group in his heart.
It's all because of you guys that I'm so scared.
As night fell, except for the ninjas on duty, everyone else hid in tents or wooden houses to rest.
Jingyi was no exception.
As the number of wounded sent to the medical room continued to decrease, he now had a lot of free time.
"It is known that the enemy's running speed is 50 meters per second, and the flying speed of the thrown ninja tool is 70 meters per second. How do I calculate the angle of the ninja tool........."
"Ahhhh!!! Who asked this question!! Do ninjas have to calculate these things if they want to fight?"
Nose Tree collapsed and held his head, screaming.
He began to doubt his previous training time. Although it was very tiring, at least he didn't have to be so crazy.
Now that the harsh training has stopped, he has started to learn book knowledge and his hair is almost falling out.
"This question..." The little yellow-haired boy scratched his head. He thought he had good grades, but he was also a little dizzy.
Calculate the angle of throwing ninja tools?
Should we do it this way?
"And this, the total chakra of a low ninja is 100. Release a D-level ninjutsu consumes 1 chakra. Please tell me how much chakra is consumed when releasing a B-level ninjutsu. Oh my god, just kill me."
Looking at the two guys scratching their hair, Jing Yi sat aside expressionlessly, holding a book in one hand and a stick in the other. She seemed calm on the surface, but in fact she was laughing in her heart.
Who the hell asked this question? It's too funny.
Is this a thinking question or a brain teaser?
It's too funny.
I am so annoyed.
Shengshu pulled his hair hard. At this moment, he wanted to tear up the book and do the questions.
Wait!
Suddenly, Shengshu, who was going crazy, noticed that Jingyi's calm face had a slightly raised corner of his mouth. He knew at a glance that he was laughing.
I am almost worried to death here, and you still have the nerve to laugh?
You must be doing it on purpose.
Look, look.
Shengshu quietly pulled the clothes of the little yellow-haired boy. The little yellow-haired boy subconsciously raised his head and just saw Jingyi's mouth corners restored to their original state.
"What?"
Noticing that the two naughty kids were staring at him, Jingyi turned his head.
You asked, you are his disciple, he usually won't beat you, Shengshu blinked hard, and the little yellow-haired boy immediately showed a bitter look.
Under normal circumstances, Jingyi rarely hit him, but it was only under normal circumstances.
Those who deserve to be beaten will still be beaten.
Under Nawaki's repeated urging, Namikaze Minato sighed in his heart and could only bite the bullet and ask: "Teacher, did you also learn this knowledge when you were in school?"
Jingyi recalled it seriously, and under the expectant gaze of Nawaki and Namikaze Minato, he shook his head and said: "Sorry, no."