What would happen to a ninja with no effective defensive measures after being struck at full power by dense wind blades from Wind Release: Shadowless Sword?
For details, one could refer to the scene of a crowd being swept by a 12.7 mm machine gun.
Severed limbs and shattered remains littered the ground. Not a single Kumo ninja died peacefully—every one of them had been blasted apart into pieces.
Because Makoto's squad arrived with timely support, there were no casualties on Konoha's side.
When everyone rushed over and saw this bloody scene, even though they were accustomed to seeing death, they still felt a trace of psychological discomfort.
But no one pitied this group of Kumo ninjas. Discomfort aside, their eyes carried a hint of grim satisfaction.
A Konoha ninja spat toward the corpses. "Tch, these bastards died too cleanly. You got off easy."
His teammate said, "Alright, they're already dead. What do we do now? Do we need to clean this up and take it back, Captain Iga?"
Iga was the captain of this chūnin squad that had rushed over from nearby. He could not make the decision himself and asked, "Jōnin Kumomi, what do you think we should do?"
Kumomi did not hesitate. "These have no remaining value. Bury them all. It's enough to seal away the bodies of the four of ours who were killed."
Iga made a hand sign, signaling his subordinates to handle it.
The chūnin squad captain stationed in this area was a member of the Hyūga clan. He said with lingering relief, "That was really close. If you hadn't arrived in time, we'd have been finished. Thank you so much."
Kumomi waved his hand. "We're all comrades of Konoha—no need to thank us. You were lucky too. We spotted this squad of Kumo ninja and chased them all the way here, so we just happened to make it in time."
Makoto stepped forward and said, "Senpai, let me treat you—you're still bleeding!"
The Hyūga chūnin was a little surprised. "Oh, you even know medical ninjutsu? As expected of Konoha's number-one genius of the new generation!"
As the reinforcement unit arrived, they also brought some of the latest important news from the village to the front line. A few days had passed, and everyone had gained some understanding of Makoto's information.
Even if they did not recognize him, seeing that distinctive fighting style was enough to guess. Shinobi are a profession that is very good at analyzing intelligence.
At the same time, the Northern Second Command responsible for fighting Kumogakure in the Land of Hot Water was handled by the Hyūga clan, so along the defensive line, every so often there were Hyūga shinobi.
That was also why they could discover the enemy in advance.
Trying to pull off a surprise attack under the Hyūga's eyes was no different from dancing in a minefield. It left the Kumo ninja on this side with no temper at all—they hated these white-eyed people to the bone.
The young Hyūga Hiashi did not care. Right now, he was single-mindedly trying to learn from Uchiha Fugaku and grab a major merit credit, but unfortunately, several of the proactive strike plans he came up with were all vetoed by the other people at headquarters.
Were they kidding? Here, everyone just needed to hold back the Kumo ninja. The key that could decide the outcome in the north was over at the First Command.
After the previous lesson in reckless, merit-hungry advances on the eastern front, the Hyūga clan had no desire to repeat it here. If something were to happen to the eyes of the Hyūga clan head, no one could bear that responsibility.
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After a brief rest, Captain Iga said, "Everyone, we need to return to our own defensive sector. Take care."
Kumomi nodded. "Go. If you discover the enemy, don't force an engagement. Immediately fire a distress signal. We'll be patrolling this area and can rush over to support you right away."
"Don't worry, Jōnin Kumomi. We won't act recklessly."
As soon as Iga finished speaking, a faint point of light lit up in the distant sky.
A Konoha distress signal flare.
Judging by the situation, it was very far away, but shinobi all possessed chakra. Even without eye-based kekkei genkai, their eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary people, so they could naturally see it clearly.
After looking at it, Iga immediately said, "That's an outpost adjacent to ours. It looks like they've also come under attack."
Kumomi said with some confusion, "That's a bit strange. Don't the Kumo ninja usually attack the defensive line at a unified time? Why did this signal flare go up so late?"
"Recently, the Kumo ninja's roaming squads have all been like this. Their attacks have no clear pattern. Their objective seems to be simply to eliminate the Konoha shinobi on the defensive line."
"Is that so?" After hearing Iga's words, Kumomi immediately gave the order. "Our two squads will go provide support. The unit stationed in this area is not to move, in case the enemy tries to break through here."
"Yes!"
In such situations, a jōnin automatically holds the highest command authority. Everyone simply needs to follow orders.
The two squads rapidly headed in the direction where the signal flare had risen, but halfway there, Makoto formed a hand sign, signaling everyone to stop.
"Three people are moving toward us, at a distance of about 6.5 kilometers. The chakra fluctuations aren't right—they're using the Transformation Technique!"
Kumomi immediately understood what had happened. "Looks like the comrades over there have already been wiped out."
The three members of Captain Iga's squad all looked at Makoto in surprise. This guy—was he really just a sensory ninja? His sensing range was actually this far? Much farther than what ordinary members of the Hyūga clan could see.
Iga asked, "Kumomi-senpai, should we still go over?"
Kumomi glanced at the dense forest around them and said, "No need. We'll wait here. Makoto, continue sensing."
About a minute later, Makoto quickened his speech. "There are seventeen more targets within two kilometers around the three of them, distributed in a semicircle. This is a hunting trap."
"Two kilometers? Kumogakure really knows the Hyūga clan well!"
Iga felt things were getting troublesome. "Should we retreat, Kumomi-senpai?"
Kumomi did not respond to him, instead turning to his own disciple. "Makoto, do you think we can fight?"
"The enemy is in the open while we're hidden, and they're in a dispersed formation. We can fight."
"Good. Prepare for battle."
Very soon, three Konoha shinobi appeared before everyone, their bodies covered in wounds. The one in front said excitedly, "This is great—we're finally saved."
While speaking, the three of them all accelerated and ran toward Makoto's group, the expressions of having narrowly escaped death vividly acted out on their faces.
Deception is a compulsory course for ninja. The vast majority of shinobi are acting experts—so good that they leave pretty-boy idols seven or eight streets behind.
If a pretty idol has poor acting skills, at worst they can still swindle foolish fans out of money. In the shinobi world, if a ninja's acting is poor, what gets cheated away is their own life.
Unfortunately for them, they had been exposed from the very beginning.
Wind Release: Vacuum Sword!
What greeted the three was the lethal ninjutsu that Kumomi had already prepared.
The three Kumo ninja had just been about to move together when they were cut down by wind blades. The Transformation Technique was dispelled, and they reverted to their dark-skinned appearance.
They were indeed Kumo ninja in disguise.
Why is the Transformation Technique considered a low-level ninjutsu? Because aside from fooling ordinary people and careless ninja, any ninja with even a bit of experience will not fall for it.
Against the Byakugan, the Sharingan, and perception experts like Makoto, the Transformation Technique cannot even achieve the effect of catching someone off guard.
After taking out the three disguised enemies in a single move, Kumomi immediately said, "Makoto, lead the way. Start from the enemy's weak points."
"No problem!"
On the battlefield, having precise perception is like turning on wall hacks—it's that unfair. That's why every sensory ninja is a prized asset of their village.
And yet Konoha measures this kind of ninja by the clan, leaving the other villages so envious their drool practically runs to their feet.
Makoto led the team to change direction, leaping out of the encirclement and beginning to eliminate the Kumo ninja from the flank. Before the enemy could close in, they concentrated their superior forces to reduce the enemy's numbers.
The first ones they encountered were a three-man squad wearing standard Kumo ninja uniforms. These three were also completely dumbfounded: this wasn't right. This wasn't how the plan was supposed to go. Why had seven Konoha ninja suddenly appeared?
Unfortunately, they had no time to verify anything with their companions. Kumomi and Makoto charged at the front and swiftly dealt with the opponents. The enemies did not even have time to cast a single ninjutsu before they were sent to the Pure Land.
"Good job, Makoto. Keep going!"
Now, time was life itself. Very soon, they encountered a second Kumo ninja squad. This team had four members and seemed similar in composition to Kumomi's team—one jōnin leading their own students.
Makoto took the lead and rushed toward the enemy who appeared to be the jōnin, opening with several Wind Release: Shadowless Sword strikes. The opponent was experienced and reacted with astonishing speed, using the distortion of the air to perceive the trajectories of the wind blades and narrowly dodging them. At the same time, he drew his blade and blocked the short blade that Makoto slashed down at him.
Lightning crackled over his entire body—he was actually a master who practiced Lightning Release Chakra Mode.
Unfortunately, very few Kumo ninja throughout history had been able to develop this mode to an advanced level. The strongest were the Third and Fourth Raikage. Most of the other Kumo ninja who received the teachings remained at the entry stage.
Makoto increased the amount of Wind attribute chakra within his short blade. The blade extended into a long blade, and he launched a frenzied series of slashes at his opponent. After four strikes, he split him in two—blade and neck together.
In the shinobi world, wind restrains lightning.
At this time, Kumomi and the others had also eliminated the remaining three Kumo ninja.
He asked, half in confirmation, "Have the remaining enemies gathered together?"
"Yes. They reacted quickly and have already discovered the anomaly here."
Kumomi instructed, "Recover as quickly as possible. What comes next will be a tough fight. Even though the numbers are seven against ten, the advantage is on our side."
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