"Is this the trump card that Sunagakure has prepared over the past two years?"
To the right of Shiranui Kusama, Nara Shikaji murmured thoughtfully, then pondered for a few seconds before speaking to the former:
"Captain Kusama, please send a thousand men to support the two wings first, otherwise we may not be able to hold on to Minato's arrival."
Nara Shikaji's concerns were very reasonable, but Shiranui Kusama hesitated for a moment, his face was rather uncertain, and he was obviously having trouble making a decision.
After all, the three thousand ninjas behind him are essentially his subordinates, so he knows very well what level these people are:
Most of them are rubbish chunin who don't even know a single elemental escape technique.
And, the genin who couldn't even throw away his ninja tools.
There are also children who graduate early and are less than ten years old.
Sending these miscellaneous troops to participate in such a fierce battle at the front is tantamount to asking them to line up and die.
'The third brigade was supposed to be used to clean up the battlefield and do some finishing work. Let's send them on stage now...'
The thoughts in my mind were surging violently, and it seemed that I was trying to persuade myself not to listen to Nara Shikaji, but...
After Nara Shikaji urged him again, Shiranui Kusama sighed deeply, and with a tired look on his face, he gave the order to Kamizuki Izuku: "Izuki, pass the order..."
"Separate a thousand men and advance towards the left and right wings."
Even if they risk their lives, as long as they can delay the advance of the Sunagakure troops, then both the central battlefield and the Flying Thunder God Commandos will have time to calmly deal with the current tense situation.
Maybe it will open up the situation.
In addition, if the Sand Ninjas were really allowed to penetrate Konoha's rear formation from both sides, what kind of scene would happen...
What a disaster.
In that case, even if Konoha wins the high-end battlefield, Konoha may... still be considered a loser.
Silently, Shiranui Kusama comforted himself in this way. As for the decision deep in his heart, let alone the decision he made in his heart, let's just talk about Namikaze Minato who was in his heart...
At this time, I also fell into unspeakable pain.
Just because what he faced was also a choice.
Twenty kilometers behind Ishikawa Hill, on a rugged mountain road.
There were about three hundred Konoha ninjas running in a hurry, as if there were some savage beast chasing them behind them.
These hundreds of Konoha ninjas have little combat effectiveness. After all, they are all civilian staff of various departments in the camp. They are government affairs talents specially trained by Lei Luo in the past two years. They basically do not participate in combat missions.
At the same time, because these people are involved in some subsequent secret plans that Namikaze Minato knows well, their importance... is simply conceivable.
Crouching on a cliff a few meters high, Namikaze Minato lowered his head and looked down at the Konoha team that seemed to him to be "slowly advancing" along the narrow mountain path, with a flash of anxiety in his light blue pupils.
The reason why I am anxious is because...
In my mind, about three or four kilometers away from here, there are about two hundred chakra light points approaching at high speed in a fan shape, and the formation is relatively scattered.
Those chakra light spots meant that Monzaemon was leading several Kage-level masters and a large group of Sunagakure's elite troops, and was about to swarm in again and start a crazy massacre.
It has to be said that Monzaemon's movements were very fast, and Sunagakure's partial force was also very sharp, like a sharp sword that penetrated seven inches of Konoha.
The camp is now gone. Also gone are the four to five hundred Konoha shinobi who had no time to retreat, as well as a large amount of paper materials and food supplies.
So, blood for blood, tooth for tooth...
Namikaze Minato also didn't make it easy for Sunagakure. With a few shots of Tailed Beast Tamaki combined with the teleportation of the Flying Thunder God, the thousands of Sunagakure who attacked were beaten down to the current 200 or so.
The eight hundred or so Sunagakure ninjas were directly blasted into the sky by the tailed beast jade spit out from Namifeng Shui's door.
However, achieving this level is already the limit.
After all, the sand ninjas who could survive the "mobile turret" tactic were all the best among the best. After becoming familiar with this seemingly unsolvable routine, they immediately responded:
Spread the formation, shift the focus...
The Sand Ninjas no longer paid attention to Namikaze Minato, who was unable to touch them no matter how hard they tried. Instead, they focused all their firepower on the retreating Konoha ninjas, forcing Namikaze Minato to slow down his offensive and rescue him.
In the previous contact battles, Konoha's retreating team left more than a hundred corpses, and Namikaze Minato achieved very few results due to his frequent use of the Flying Thunder God to transfer others.
The more than 300 Konoha ninjas left now are the last group of more than 1,000 people who initially withdrew from the camp.
And now, the sand ninjas are forcing them over again...
"Captain Minato..."
After a swish sound, a figure suddenly appeared next to Namikaze Minato. This person was a Jonin member of the Flying Thunder God Commando. After appearing, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Everyone's chakra is almost exhausted. What should we do now? Do we really have to consume the last bit of chakra?"
Since the members of the Flying Thunder God Commando have been busy transferring the retreating team, they have been using the Flying Thunder God technique almost non-stop along the way. The chakra consumption rate can be said to be terrifying.
In fact, the fact that there are more than 300 people left now is largely due to the Flying Thunder God Commandos.
only……
If it is true, as the jounin said, that all team members have exhausted their last bit of chakra, then the Flying Thunder God commando team that cannot perform the Flying Thunder God technique will probably face heavy losses today.
Namikaze Minato did not look back at the team member who asked him the question, but stood up silently, with a look of deep confusion and...exhaustion on his face.
The agreed time has passed, and the front line must be very anxious at this time...
So, do you want to give up these last three hundred companions?
Although Namikaze Minato was not worried about chakra consumption after using a large number of Flying Thunder Gods to transfer others in a short period of time, his head began to feel a dull pain.
Obviously, Flying Thunder God is also consuming mental energy.
He, Feng Minato, is a human being, not a god.
If he continues to spend like this, in the end, he may not be able to save anyone. At the same time, he will completely delay the frontline fighters and lose the strength to fight again.
So, how to do it?
Thinking of Lei Luo's past teachings to him, as well as Lei Luo's ability to resurrect others, and its specific restrictions...
The tumbling thoughts gradually subsided. Namikaze Minato let out a long breath and stood there with his eyes closed for a long time. Then he opened his eyes and cast his sharp gaze on the groups of companions below.
"Zixiao, prepare the sealing scroll."
First, he gave a simple command, and then, Namikaze Minato slowly took out a large number of Flying Thunder God Kunai from his ninja tool bag, and raised his arm slightly, as if he was accumulating strength.