Lady Tsunade... Lord Orochimaru... Lord Jiraiya...
These names, which were like legends in the village, had become so vivid and real on this virtual battlefield.
They were no longer rumors on people's lips, no longer distant records in books.
The four members of Team Yagen felt that they were not experiencing a genjutsu or playing a game.
They were going upstream, personally touching a piece of hot history named Konoha.
This feeling made a sense of excitement and mission well up in each of their hearts.
Uchiha Yagen walked more steadily, his steps firmer.
The commander's tent was right in front of them.
That seemingly ordinary military tent, in their eyes at this moment, seemed to emit a certain sacred light.
Because they knew that sitting inside the tent was the legend itself.
Just as they were letting their imaginations run wild, the brightly lit commander's tent was right before them.
Two ninja with steady auras guarded the entrance like statues.
Their eyes were sharp as hawks, scanning everyone who approached.
Just as the four of them hesitated whether to step forward, one of the ninja seemed to receive an order. His gaze lingered on them for a moment, then he nodded slightly.
He took a step forward and lifted the heavy tent flap.
Whoosh—
Uchiha Yagen's heart tightened. He signaled to his three companions, then took the lead and walked towards the tent.
When he lifted the heavy flap, a strong smell of tobacco, ink, and sweat hit him.
Inside the tent, candles were burning brightly.
A bold and loud voice was deploying something.
"...So, my conclusion is that the old guy Hanzo wants to drag us, the Sand ninja, and the Rock ninja into this muddy land of the Land of Rain, forming a chaotic melee!"
It was Jiraiya's voice.
The four took a deep breath and stood at the entrance, hesitating for a moment.
It felt like mortals about to step into the temple of gods, filled with awe and apprehension.
"Hey, you four, what are you doing standing there like idiots?"
The bold voice sounded again, carrying confusion.
The four jolted, reacted, and quickly lowered their heads, walking briskly into the tent that seemed to connect the past and the present.
As soon as they stepped in, they were immediately shocked by the scene before them.
The interior space of the tent was much larger than they had imagined.
Dozens of thick wooden stakes supported the huge tent, and the ground was covered with thick moisture-proof tarps, which felt soft underfoot.
In the air, the smell of tobacco, ink, and sweat was even stronger. Not only was it not unpleasant, but it carried a scent of iron and blood, making one's adrenaline soar unconsciously.
The most eye-catching thing was the giant sand table map, five meters long and two meters wide, occupying the center of the entire tent.
It was not a simple flat map.
It was made with incredible detail, perfectly recreating the terrain of the entire Land of Rain.
Rolling mountains, winding rivers, large tracts of primeval forests, and even some important towns and fortresses were vividly marked with materials of different colors.
Many small flags representing different forces were planted on the sand table.
Red for Konoha. Yellow for Sunagakure. Brown for Iwagakure.
And some black ones, representing the elusive Rain ninja.
At this moment, a group of ninja with terrifyingly powerful auras were gathered around the sand table, discussing something intensely.
The four members of Team Yagen felt excited just by looking at them.
Because they saw too many figures that could only be seen in rumors or on the wall of merit.
Standing at the head of the sand table, spiritedly pointing out the landscape and analyzing the battle situation with spit flying, was undoubtedly the legendary man—Jiraiya!
He looked much more handsome than in the portraits, and also more... uninhibited.
His signature long white hair draped casually behind him, a Konoha forehead protector with a spiral pattern on his forehead, and a bold smile on his face.
He wore only a simple black combat suit, revealing two muscular arms.
Just standing there, he exuded an aura as hot as the sun, making people look sideways.
Beside Jiraiya stood several equally extraordinary figures.
A handsome and elegant man was listening to Jiraiya's analysis with a smile, nodding in agreement from time to time.
There was a shallow scratch at the corner of his right eye, but instead of ruining his good looks, it added a bit of mature charm.
"It's... it's Teacher Yuhi Shinku!"
Tachibana Shiorin was the first to recognize him and exclaimed in a low voice.
Although the Teacher Shinku before her was younger than in reality, that unique calm temperament belonging to a genjutsu master was exactly the same.
Next to Teacher Shinku stood a somewhat gloomy-looking man.
He wore a gray robe, his hands tucked in his sleeves, his face expressionless, but those eyes seemed able to penetrate people's hearts, making one shudder.
"Kurama clan... it's Clan Head Kurama Unkai!"
Sarutobi Hasumi also recognized him.
The Kurama clan, one of the oldest genjutsu clans in Konoha, whose Kekkei Genkai could even turn illusions into reality, possessed unfathomable strength.
And Kurama Unkai was the patriarch of this generation. Although he had not awakened the Kekkei Genkai, he was also an experienced ninja.
The four members of Team Yagen stood dumbly in the corner of the tent, feeling like four mortals who had stumbled into the age of mythology, as insignificant as mayflies.
They held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing these legends who were deciding the future of the ninja world.
Shimura Sota's face, usually wearing a bright smile, became incredibly serious at this moment. He quietly touched Yagen's arm and whispered, "Captain... I feel my legs are a little weak... this... this lineup is too grand, isn't it?"
"Shh, it's not like you've been weak for just a day or two."
Yagen squeezed a few words out from between his teeth.
Uchiha Yagen's single-tomoe Sharingan was spinning frantically at this moment, trying hard to record everything he saw before him.
These legendary figures, their expressions when discussing the battle situation, their logic when analyzing intelligence, their decisiveness when issuing orders... all of this was invaluable wealth to him.
He remembered what his father and Clan Head Kagami had said to him.
"Yagen, your eyes shouldn't just see the Uchiha. You have to see further, see the entire Konoha, the entire ninja world."
Yes, this is the true perspective of a Kage.
Just as Yagen was emotionally stirred, the discussion by the sand table entered a white-hot stage.
"Lord Jiraiya, according to the analysis of our Intelligence Division, a group of ninja from Amegakure recently secretly traveled in this direction by water. I suspect Hanzo might have hidden a surprise attack unit there."
Next to Yuhi Shinku stood a man wearing sunglasses, looking somewhat mysterious. His clothes wrapped him tightly, emitting an indescribable smell.
An elite of the Aburame clan.
"...Hmph, those guys from Sunagakure and Amegakure are like a bunch of turtles hiding in their shells!"
Beside the sand table, Jiraiya's voice sounded again.
"They send some small fry to do some harmless probing. Since these villages are playing hide-and-seek and probing each other, we'll play along with them!"
A smile full of mischief appeared on Jiraiya's face.
"Our tactics are the same! Reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance! Also use small units to infiltrate their territory."
"Kurama, have your unit ready at any time. Once the puppet unit of Sunagakure is discovered, I need you to create opportunities."
"No problem."
Kurama Unkai's voice was a little hoarse, but full of confidence.
Watching this group of legendary figures cooperating so seamlessly and discussing tactics.
A strong sense of pride welled up in Yagen's heart.
This is Konoha!
This is the strength of our village!
With such a group of powerful and reliable seniors fighting bloody battles on the front line, no wonder the village has such great cohesion.
Jiraiya seemed to have thought of something, suddenly grinning, revealing a bold smile.
After speaking, his sharp gaze fell on Yuhi Shinku again, his tone becoming incredibly solemn.
"Shinku, the supply line from the village to the camp is our lifeline, and absolutely no mistakes can be allowed. The rats of Amegakure have been active recently, so I leave this matter to you. Lead your genjutsu squad, coordinate with several regular squads, and ensure the absolute safety of the transport route."
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