Kage Bunshin is truly a brilliant technique! When you have over half a thousand wounded, and a sixth of them are seriously injured or in critical condition, no matter how many iryonins are in the field hospital, there's enough work for everyone and not even a minute to rest, clones are the only way to get everywhere.
It wasn't until twenty-four hours later when everyone who could be pulled out was pulled out, although a little over two dozen of the more problematic ones died before they got help - they had to choose who to help - but compared to the possible losses, it was a drop in the bucket.
The presence of a large number of "spare parts" nearby played no small part in this, because sometimes it's easier and faster to replace a damaged vital organ than to spend time repairing it.
Despite the fact that there was a lot of work to be done in the infirmary, I managed to get a few hours of sleep at the insistence of my colleagues, and at about the same time news came from the main camp - Kumogakure's large-scale attack in two other directions had been repulsed, albeit with serious losses.
Not as bad as on our side of the front, where the numerical ratio was too high before reinforcements arrived, but two jinchuriki are a serious threat even for S-rank fighters. Even though Hiruzen and his students were able to force Ginkaku and Kirabi to retreat, not before the latter activated full biju-mode and gave the old man a light.
The messenger who had arrived told them that the battlers had leveled dozens of square kilometers of forest and created a new valley as a result of the epic battle, including giant summoned animals.
What's more interesting, the surviving pseudo-jinchuriki fought with a cover, but kept his tails up, clearly demonstrating that my last greeting had worked on the plus side, not only killing one old man, but also seriously reducing the combat effectiveness of the second, I don't know what the reason was.
- What's up? - Nestled against my back, she rested her chin on Kushina's shoulder, peering at the message.
- I sighed, rereading the short text from my uncle and handing the scroll to my friend. "Until then, we need to get everyone back on their feet and form a wagon from the rest of the wounded to be sent under guard to the headquarters for further delivery to Konoha.
- How long will that take? - The kunoichi wrinkled her nose unhappily, having familiarized herself with the orders.
- Well, with medium and relatively easy I can deal with a week, - I estimated the total number of patients in the infirmary, - and for the rest I will not even take up - I'll send to the headquarters and let them deal with them at home.
- That's right, because you've already gotten yourself into trouble, working for two iryonin teams," she glanced at the cloth-covered doorway to the common room, where the groans of pain were coming from, and threw the scroll on the table in front of her.
The room where I was sitting on the bench behind the stone table served as a study and rest room for the staff, allowing me a moment of privacy while reading orders from my commanders.
- I had Kushina-chan on my side, who could create clones in obscene numbers, but that was no substitute for live ninjas. In the next few days, this camp would be under my command, so I'd have to match it.
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