It was not until dawn that the coalition forces of Konoha and Tang Nin defeated the Yun Nin one by one under the leadership of the four commanders.

It was originally what the ninja should do after chasing.

But none of the four people issued an order to pursue Yun Nin.

On the one hand, the casualties of our own side are not minor, and on the other hand, it may be because Yi, who was still standing at the death, won their respect.

Jiraiya and Shuomao were responsible for cleaning the battlefield.

Tsunade is responsible for treating the injured Ninja.

Orochimaru carefully sorted out Yi's body and put it away.

He looked at the scroll containing the corpse with a little sadness.

His belief in Yi may be able to understand, or he may not be able to.

...

The plains where corpses are everywhere, the original yellow land has been stained with blood.

After counting a region Jiraiya looked at Shuomo next to him: "Yun Yin should not attack again in a short period of time, right?"

Shuo Mao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked at the direction of the Thunder Country: "Our support will arrive later. Yun Yin has lost nearly 4,000 people in total. I guess this side should be confronting like the beginning, right?"

Jiraiya nodded, approving his answer.

After several wars, both of them began to miss Konoha, who had once been peaceful and joyful.

"Shuomao, do you think that Xiao Shi will create a grand electronic music festival before the war begins?"

"It's impossible..." Shuo Mao instantly rejected this unreliable speculation.

Then he thought about it carefully and found that it was really possible: "Uh, I think he will play DJ on the battlefield..."

Jiraiya, who originally wanted to adjust the atmosphere, heard this guess that was more unreliable than himself, and almost fell directly on the ground.

"Although Mr. Shen has been a little bit ill,... on the battlefield, he..." He became less and less confident when he spoke, and simply closed his mouth.

Shuomao, whose lips kept rising and falling, patted his shoulder: "I really want to dance now. Do you want to go together after returning to the village?"

Jiraiya's face turned pale in an instant: "No, the old man won't let us go."

Seeing that he reacted like this, Shuomao stopped joking.

...

The junction between the Kingdom of Grass and the Kingdom of Earth.

Guan Jing, who won the bet, handed over the command to the confused Mamba.

He was still on the ground, patting the other party's shoulder and pointing to Jiangshan: "Uncle Mamba, come on, I'm very optimistic about you Sa Yin."

Mamba, who was pursing her lips tightly, felt so uncomfortable now.

If you lose, you lose, there is nothing to say.

But the command power was thrown to him like a hot potato, which made people feel disgusting and uncomfortable.

He Mamba is not so shameless!

"It's okay, I'll solve it on the third generation old man, Fengying... ahem, you know."

"I understand." Mamba, who changed his face in an instant, greeted Shen enthusiastically and checked the terrain map together.

As the name suggests, the country of grass is located in a large prairie.

Not to mention the Land of Earth, hills and steep slopes are just commonplace.

"It's hard to deal with..." Shen deeply felt the sadness of the small country when he was similar to that of Tang.

Easy to defend but difficult to attack is a necessary terrain for a great country.

Whether it is the great desert of the Kingdom of Wind, the forests everywhere in the Kingdom of Fire, and the remote islands in the Kingdom of Water, it has increased the difficulty of invasion.

As for small countries, it is either a plain or a place where people are extremely difficult to survive. It is not easy to turn things around.

"According to the information, Iwaki did not gather together, but scattered three thousand ninjas and hid near the border." Mamba pointed to the south of the Tuguo Kingdom and explained the other party's specific arrangements.

"Are you afraid of the situation in the Kingdom of Tomoto..." Shin, who held his chin with one hand, knew that the contemporary Tukawa was very cautious.

If you want to fight guerrilla warfare, you probably won’t kill many people and will be surrounded by counter-attacks.

Seeing his contemplative look, Mamba made an opinion: "The best strategic direction is to fight a protracted war."

"No, there are other ways." Shen shook his head and gave his own thoughts: "Guerrilla warfare can be fought, just attack quickly and retreat quickly."

Iwaki's ninjas can determine whether there are enemies by sensing the land under their feet.

But except for the contemporary Tuchao and Onoki's speed is fast enough, most Iwa Ninjas are very slow.

"It's time to reveal the name of the first class!"

The originally confused Mamba suddenly widened her eyes when she heard the first squad.

With Hinata's rolling eyes, Uchiha's Sharingan, and Chiaju, who has strong endurance and endurance, it is the insider's perception of the first class.

Assassination, stealth, and frontal combat, the first squad, which is omnipotent, is undoubtedly the best choice for guerrilla warfare.

Shen, who left this sentence, scared Mamba very much.

He quickly stepped forward a few steps and grabbed the other party's shoulder: "Sake it, such a battle is really too dangerous..."

Before the word "门" was expressed, Shen's figure disappeared.

"This shouldn't be dangerous, right?"

Mamba, who quickly turned around, was shocked by the speed of the other party's display.

He nodded in agreement with this high-risk and high-yield combat plan.

With a satisfied smile on his face, he left unimpededly this time.

"Hyuga? If you have the ability, go to the Land of Earth to find someone..." He held the back of his head with both hands, and walked shaking.

I pulled the rope tree in my stomach all night yesterday, and when I saw his arrogant and proud look, my anger couldn't help but burst into anger.

"Shen Uchiha!"

A angrily shouted, and Shen turned his head to look over.

After this glance, he exclaimed in his heart that a good guy came.

The Rope Tree, with an unremarkable rosy complexion, ran over very similar postures, with some huge "strange species".

Shen didn't have time to wonder if he had a genetic mutation and spread his feet, he ran around the camp very happily.

That posture is much more authentic than the rope tree!

"Puff..." Naoya, who was having breakfast, saw two people passing by in front and behind the tent, spraying a little milk out on the spot.

She pursed her little lips in an instant, and then sucked the milk on her lips back with a "slippery" sound.

When she sat down again and wanted to drink milk to suppress her shock, Shen suddenly appeared and took away the cup.

"Thank you, Naiyang, I didn't have breakfast."

Naoyang, who raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, found that before he had time to eat a few bites of breakfast, he disappeared out of thin air like milk.

"Shen Uchiha!"

A very fast white figure instantly passed by a strange species and bit the black figure in front of him.

"Nayo, why are you..."

"I'm very angry now!"

"I deserve it! You guy will die here today!"

"I, Uchiha Shin, will never be a slave!"

The three people who drifted like the wind upset the entire camp.

Mamba, who just came over to have breakfast with An Ge, was shocked by such a magical scene.

"Well, this is the daily routine of the first class." Gleason appeared next to him at the right time.

Mamba, who doubted life, then realized why she was frightened several times.

In the first class of love, the style of painting is far above normal people!

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Chapter completed!