1novels Chapter 94 Standing at the Center of Legend
Chapter 94 Standing at the Center of Legend
Lady Tsunade... Lady Orochimaru... Lady Jiraiya...
These names, which are like legends in the village, become so vivid and real on this virtual battlefield.
They are no longer rumors in people's mouths, nor distant records in books.
The four members of Yexian felt that they were not experiencing an illusion or playing a game.
They are going against the current, personally experiencing a poignant history—the history of Konoha.
This feeling stirred a surge of excitement and a sense of mission in each of them.
Uchiha Yoru walked more steadily, and his steps became more determined.
The commander's camp is now in sight.
That seemingly ordinary military tent now appeared to them as if it were radiating a sacred light.
Because they knew that inside the tent sat the legend itself.
Just as they were lost in thought, the commander's tent, lit by candlelight, came into view.
Two composed ninjas stood guard at the entrance of the camp like statues.
Their eyes were sharp as eagles, sweeping over everyone who approached.
Just as Ye Xian and his companions were hesitating about whether to step forward, one of the ninjas seemed to have received some order. His gaze lingered on them for a moment before he nodded slightly.
He stepped forward and reached out to lift the heavy tent flap.
call--
Uchiha Yogen felt a chill run down his spine, gave a wink to his three companions behind him, and then took the lead and walked towards the camp.
When the heavy curtain was lifted, a strong smell of tobacco and ink wafted out.
Inside the tent, candlelight blazed brightly.
A bold and loud voice was making arrangements.
"...So, my conclusion is that old man Hanzo wants to drag us, the Sand Ninja, and the Iwa Ninja into this muddy land of the Land of Rain, creating a chaotic war!"
It was Jiraiya's voice.
The four of them took a deep breath and stood at the doorway, hesitant to move forward for a moment.
The feeling was like a mortal about to step into the temple of gods, filled with awe and trepidation.
"Hey, you four, what are you standing there like idiots for?"
That bold voice rang out again, tinged with doubt.
The four of them were startled and realized what was happening. They quickly lowered their heads and hurried into the tent that seemed to connect the past and the present.
As soon as they stepped inside, they were immediately stunned by the sight before them.
The interior of the tents was much larger than they had imagined.
Dozens of thick wooden stakes supported the huge tent, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of moisture-proof tarpaulin, which felt soft and spongy underfoot.
The smell in the air, a mixture of tobacco, ink, and sweat, became even stronger. Far from being unpleasant, it carried a metallic, bloodthirsty scent that made one's adrenaline surge involuntarily.
The most eye-catching feature was the giant sand table map, five meters long and two meters wide, which occupied the center of the entire camp.
That is not a simple flat map.
It was made with exquisite detail, perfectly recreating the topography of the entire Rain Country.
The rolling mountains, winding rivers, vast primeval forests, and even some important towns and fortresses are vividly depicted using materials of different colors.
On the sand table, there are also many small flags representing different forces.
Red represents Konoha. Yellow represents Sunagakure. Brown represents Iwagakure.
There are also some black ones, representing the elusive Rain Ninja.
At this moment, a group of ninjas with terrifyingly powerful auras were gathered around the sand table, discussing something intensely.
The four members of Night String Squad felt excited after just one glance.
Because they saw too many figures that could only be seen in rumors or on the wall of honor.
Standing atop the sand table, exuding confidence and pontificating as he analyzes the battle situation, the man without a doubt is the legendary Jiraiya!
He was much more handsome than he appeared in the portrait, and also more... unrestrained.
His signature long white hair was casually draped behind him, and he wore a Konoha headband with a swirling pattern on his forehead. There was an extra stem on the upper left corner, which was evolved from a leaf. His face was full of a bold smile.
He was wearing only a simple black outfit, revealing his two strong arms.
Just by standing there, he exudes an aura as intense as the sun, drawing everyone's attention.
Standing beside Jiraiya were several other equally extraordinary individuals.
A handsome and elegant man was listening to Jiraiya's analysis with a smile, nodding in agreement from time to time.
There was a faint scratch at the corner of his right eye, but this did not detract from his handsomeness; instead, it added to his mature charm.
"It's...it's Ms. Yuhi Shinku!"
Ju Xilin was the first to recognize him and exclaimed softly.
Although the Shinku-sensei in front of me is younger than in real life, that unique, composed demeanor of an illusion master is exactly the same.
Next to Ms. Shinku stood a man who looked somewhat gloomy.
He wore a gray robe, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his face expressionless, but his eyes seemed to pierce through people's hearts, sending chills down their spines.
"The Kurama clan... is led by Chief Kurama Unkai!"
Sarutobi Nami recognized him as well.
The Kurama clan is one of the oldest genjutsu families in Konoha. Their bloodline limit can even turn genjutsu into reality, making their strength unfathomable.
Kurama Unkai is the current clan leader. Although he has not awakened his bloodline limit, he is an experienced ninja.
The four members of Night String Squad stood there blankly in the corner of the tent, feeling like four mortals who had mistakenly entered a mythical era, as insignificant as mayflies.
They held their breath, not daring to even exhale, for fear of disturbing these legends who were deciding the future of the ninja world.
Sota Shimura's usually cheerful face was now incredibly serious. He quietly nudged Yoru's arm and whispered, "Captain... I feel my legs are a little weak... This... this is such a grand display!"
"Shh, you've been weak for a while now."
Ye Xian squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
Uchiha Yogen's single-tomoe Sharingan spun wildly at this moment, trying his best to record everything he saw.
These legendary figures, their expressions when discussing the battle situation, their logic when analyzing intelligence, their decisiveness when issuing orders... all of this was an invaluable treasure to him.
He remembered what his father and the clan chief, Lord Jing, had told him.
"Yoru, your eyes shouldn't just see the Uchiha. You need to see further, to see the entire Hidden Leaf Village, the entire ninja world."
Yes, this is the true perspective, belonging to the shadow.
Just as Ye Xian was deeply moved, the discussion beside the sand table reached a fever pitch.
"Lord Jiraiya, according to our intelligence team's analysis, a group of ninja from Amegakure recently secretly traveled in this direction by water. I suspect that Hanzo may be hiding a surprise attack force there."
Beside Kurenai stood a mysterious-looking man wearing sunglasses. His clothes covered him completely, and he exuded an indescribable aura.
The elite of the Aburame clan.
"...Yeah, those guys from Sunagakure and Amegakure are like a bunch of cowards!"
Jiraiya's voice rang out again beside the sand table.
"They're sending out small fry to test us, nothing serious. Since these villages are all playing hide-and-seek and testing each other, let's play along!"
A wicked smile appeared on Jiraiya's face.
"Our tactics are the same! Reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance! We'll use small groups to infiltrate their territory."
"Kurama, your troops are ready at any time. Once the Sand Village's puppet forces are discovered, I need you to create an opportunity."
"no problem."
Anma Yunhai's voice was a little hoarse, but full of confidence.
Watching this group of legendary figures working together so seamlessly, discussing tactics.
A strong sense of pride welled up in Ye Xian's heart.
This is Konoha!
This is the power of our village!
With such a strong and reliable group of predecessors fighting bravely on the front lines, it's no wonder the village has such a strong sense of unity.
Jiraiya seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly grinned, revealing a hearty smile.
After he finished speaking, his sharp gaze fell on Kurenai Yuhi again, and his tone became extremely solemn.
"Shinku, the supply line from the village to the camp is our lifeline, and it absolutely cannot be lost. Recently, the rats in Amegakure have been very active, so I'm entrusting this matter to you. Lead your illusion squad, in coordination with several regular squads, to ensure the absolute safety of the transport route."