Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 176 What about people from other countries?

Compared to the intensity of the main battlefield, Yan Yi's team of three, far away on the other side of the forest, was much more at ease.

Although it eventually escalated into a situation where a battle was necessary, and almost all the village's ninjas were mobilized, their mission was fortunately not complicated, and could even be described as relatively easy.

The mission is simple: based on the map, find out the enemy's supply lines from the northwest edge of the forest, and at the same time, investigate the movements of the ninjas from the Land of Lightning, where the Moonlit Clan was almost wiped out last time.

As one of the most powerful families in the Land of Lightning, the Moonlit Clan, despite suffering heavy losses in the last massacre, was not yet capable of crushing the entire Land of Lightning.

At this time, the four countries joined forces to attack the Land of Fire. Although the movements of the Land of Lightning were not clearly known on the surface, the Konoha leadership did not believe that they would give up. Therefore, they could only use the most primitive methods to slowly obtain information.

The most important thing is to be on guard, so that they don't suddenly appear out of nowhere at a crucial moment, otherwise they could completely ruin a war that was already difficult to win.

Yan Yi gripped the sword at his waist tightly and moved quickly through the bushes.

Things are different now. Although his strength is not that great, he is definitely not the weakling who had no power to resist back then.

Itama remained silent, focusing intently on what lay ahead. Although Yan Yi was walking at the very front, with Senju Momoka blocking his way, Itama's gaze was intensely fixed on Yan Yi's back, bypassing Senju Momoka.

"I said... how about we switch in the front? You go to the front? Even without turning around, I feel your gaze is a bit too intense..." Senju Momoka didn't turn her head, but still muttered a complaint under her breath.

Startled by being called out, Itama's tense and wary mood instantly turned into embarrassment and shame.

"I...I'm sorry, I should have focused more..." Itama didn't know how to respond, so he could only mutter apologies.

Upon hearing the noise behind him, Yan paused and stopped abruptly. He looked around, observed the sky, then turned back and jumped to the side of the boardroom in a few steps.

"Let's take a break and eat something to replenish our energy. According to the map, we've covered more than half of the distance."

As Yan Yi spoke, he took out a scroll from his bosom, opened it, looked at it carefully, and then compared it with the surrounding environment.

Senju Momoka nodded, then looked at Itama and said somewhat relaxedly, "You two are too nervous. Putting everything else aside, it's not actually that dangerous here, at least... not for the time being."

"Is...is that so?" Itama quietly took a small step closer to Yan Yi, and lowered his head shyly.

He was used to being alone with Yan Yi normally, but now that there was an outsider... even though it was someone from his own family, his shyness returned.

Yan Yi smiled at the two of them, not taking it too seriously. Then he took out a few kunai and began to set up a temporary camp. The rings at the ends of the kunai were connected to steel wires, which were hidden among the surrounding bushes. Some metal plates were tied to the steel wires so that any movement could be detected immediately.

"Here...and here...By the way, we should never leave each other's sight. If we do, we'll need a special signal," Yan Yi instructed.

Of course, this scene seemed somewhat familiar, although in his memory of the initial exchange of coded messages between a black-haired Uchiha and a blonde fox spirit, he couldn't quite recall the blonde one...

But it doesn't matter now. The three people here are all reliable ninjas. Neither I, Momoka, nor Itama are the kind of people who are careless or oblivious.

Thousand Hands Peach Blossom straightened her bangs slightly and looked at Yan Yi with some curiosity.

Before coming, she had learned about the young Uchiha in front of her. Although they had only known each other for a short time, she found that Yan Yi was indeed a very reliable person. And you know what... this young Uchiha was quite handsome, which explained why her younger cousin, the young master, cared about him so much.

Yan Yi extended her palm, placing it flat in front of the two of them. Then, she began to draw on her palm with the fingers of her other hand...

"Hmm... Do you understand now?" Yan Yi finished writing, withdrew her hand, and looked at the two of them with serious eyes.

Momoka nodded decisively, as did Itama, indicating that they had remembered.

After doing all this, the three of them leaned against the tree and silently recovered their strength.

However, it was clear that the two boys were very comfortable leaning against each other. Yan Yi carefully divided the food he had brought and handed it to Itama, including some candy and dried meat. Itama just nestled obediently against him, like a squirrel waiting to be fed...

Meanwhile, Momoka sat on the other side of the tree, watching the two interact with unspoken understanding while munching on the dry rations in her hand.

"Tsk, those two little boys are so cute..."

As Tao Hua ate, she sighed to herself. Although she wasn't much older than the two of them, she considered herself to be a reliable "big sister."

However, she remained clear-headed. After all, she was on the battlefield. Although there was no mission to directly confront the enemy, it was her habit to always be vigilant about her surroundings.

After all... while we can indulge in some fantasies, we can't neglect serious matters. Having finished her food, Momoka jumped up a tree and began gazing towards the main battlefield...

......

The battle between Retsuto and Hashirama reached a stalemate. Although Hashirama was very strong, much stronger than before, his opponent was, after all, a veteran ninja and a representative ninja of the entire Land of Wind. His strength made him a formidable opponent.

Although Lie Dou was handling the situation with ease, he was actually starting to feel frustrated inside...

It was clearly agreed that Konoha didn't have a single powerful ninja who could be considered for the table, but this Wood Release kid in front of me... it seems like he doesn't get tired at all even when I'm just wearing him down like this.

Retsuto knew that the Senju clan had very special physical constitutions, but this Wood Release kid, although not very aggressive, had incredibly high endurance and defense.

Hashirama controlled the giant wooden dummy beneath his feet, parrying the opponent's attacks one move at a time. Although that old bastard Retsuto was very agile, and Hashirama was always on the defensive, he was able to hold on, and for a long time at that.

After all this time, only the Land of Wind has shown up. Where are the other countries? Even if the Land of Lightning really didn't come this time, where are the people from the other two countries?

Hashirama didn't know, nor did he have time to analyze it.

He silently observed the battlefield. His own Konoha's fighting strength was still manageable; the losses were within acceptable limits. However, Retsuto on the other side seemed to be in a bad mood? He wondered if it was because he hadn't been able to defeat him after all this time...

He was waiting for Madara. Based on his assessment of Madara's situation, the enemy had appeared for fifteen minutes, Madara had taken out that small group of enemies in five minutes, and then arrived in ten minutes, which was quite reasonable.

However, on a hillside more than ten kilometers away from the center of the battlefield, a large number of ninjas had already gathered. These ninjas were dressed in unusual colors, mostly light blue or grayish-white. If you looked closely, you would also notice that a considerable number of them had serrated, shark-like teeth when they spoke.

This group of people were ninjas from the Land of Water. Of course, they knew that the guys from the Land of Wind were fighting fiercely ahead. Although they had already agreed to join forces and completely wipe out that so-called Konoha Village, that was just for fooling children.

Standing at the very front of the group was Byakuren, the patriarch of the Minazuki clan, one of the most prestigious families in the Land of Water.

This guy had a full head of white hair and his eyesight seemed a bit off, but the group of ninjas standing next to him didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"I said... after looking at it for a while, the intelligence from the front has also been sent back... take a look, what do you think of that... Konoha Village, right? How strong are they?" Byakuren spoke softly, it was unclear who she was asking.

No one behind him responded, but he wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, he continued his own thought, though his answer seemed unrelated: "I think their idea is quite good. Establishing a common village... it would allow them to pool resources and explore more areas..."

The old man with the white lotus still stared ahead, his eyes cloudy. His hunched figure made him look like a decrepit old man on the verge of death, but the aura he exuded was the most terrifying among everyone present.

He agreed to a joint attack, but he was very cautious. Without concrete intelligence and absolute certainty, he would not take the risk.

This is one of the key reasons why he was able to live to such an old age in this era of frequent wars.

"Fine, I'll wait another ten minutes or so. If possible, after we take down Konoha, I'll deal with those half-dead sandworms while I'm at it..."

After Bai Lian finished speaking, he found a flat rock, sat down, and began to stare blankly. But those who knew him knew that this old man had already begun to scheme against everyone...

This alliance is nothing more than children playing house.

The Hozuki clan, standing at the back of the group, were resentful, but their clan leader had indeed lived longer than this old man; otherwise, it wouldn't have been this old man's turn to show off.