Long Live The Hokage

In the evening, in the wind and the valley, the gust of wind howled, blowing the surrounding green grass and swaying. Under the strong wind, Masahiko's wide robe was blown loudly...

Thousands of people from the Qianshou tribe gathered on the wide plain, staring intently at the front, their clothes also clinging to their bodies under the strong wind. It's just that they are all wearing thousand-hand close-fitting armor, and the clothes are also tight-fitting, which is more conducive to fighting on the battlefield. It is completely different from the wide robes with hoods that Masahiko wears.

The door on the side covered his forehead helplessly, "Second Grandpa, what are you doing, can your clothes be used for fighting?"

Masahiko glanced at him, "You don't understand, your elder brother asked me to hide in the army of thousands of hands, how concealed is this clothes."

Looking back at Feijian, three small figures were standing in the line wearing the same clothes, the corners of their mouths twitched, "Idiots can't see that you four have problems..." But for this second grandpa, he is serious He had no choice but to stare at Hashirama, feeling that his elder brother had come up with a bad idea.

Hashirama ignored it, and glanced lightly. The weeds had grown extremely high, covering the dark brown land below.

More than ten years ago, Kazama and Gu experienced a tragic war. The whole land was barren, and the blood soaked the earth, turning the land into blood red. But now, the weeds are luxuriant again, covering the ground, perhaps because of the nourishment of the underground blood, these weeds are particularly cutting, if you run your hand over it, you will be cut if you are not careful.

Hashirama recalled, "That was the war, father and Uchiha Tajima died together..."

Masahiko saw Hashirama showing an expression of reminiscence, and also thought of the war he heard about more than ten years ago. It was the most influential war in the Warring States Period in recent years. It officially announced that the older generation of the Warring States Period had withdrawn from the stage of history, and the younger generation headed by Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara officially began to control the power of all ethnic groups.

Masahiko thought, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Am I considered the older generation or the younger generation? I'm 10 years younger than Hashirama, who calls me my second grandfather..."

Aside, the new second elder of Senshou saw the three fell into a strange silence, and couldn't help but interrupt, "Clan chief, Uchiha said that the war will start in three days, we are here two days ahead of schedule, should we let the clansmen first?" Take a break."

Only then did Hashirama come back to his senses, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, camp and rest in place!"

In previous wars, the ninjas usually rested in the open space, and at most brought one or two tents for meetings or for important people to live in.

But now, the Thousand Hands Clan has mass-produced the sealing scroll developed by Masahiko, so...

Half an hour later, the corners of Masahiko's mouth twitched as he looked at the tents all over the mountains and plains. The Thousand Hands might not be here for vacation...

However, when the Thousand Hands took out all kinds of meat and some barbecue grills from the sealed scroll, Masahiko couldn't help muttering, "I am really a great person who developed the sealed scroll... now you can also eat fresh meat on the battlefield. Meat!"

On the side, Tobuma's expression changed slightly, and she stared at Hashirama, "Brother, I didn't ask them to bring these things!"

Hashirama smiled guiltyly, "Ah, the clansmen are very thoughtful..." He shouted loudly, "Since everyone has brought so many barbecue ingredients, let's hold a banquet before Uchiha comes!"

"Oh! Long live the patriarch!" There was an enthusiastic reply.

Thus, in Kazama and Valley, which was about to become a battlefield, a grand banquet was held suddenly. Thankfully, Uchiha was very punctual and did not disturb the banquet for three days.

On the second day, Tomona pulled Masahiko to clean up the debris left over from the banquet with simple water escape and earth escape, as if he was afraid that others would know that Senshou was holding a banquet on the battlefield.

After cleaning up, several people gathered together again, preparing to build fortifications.

That's right, arriving at the battlefield so long in advance is of course not for the banquet, but to seize the opportunity.

"Damn Kazama and Valley,

It is completely a plain, dare to call it a valley? " Masahiko followed Hashirama around and cursed secretly.

I was thinking of relying on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and various anti-Japanese dramas I watched in my previous life, to play a handsome role in front of Hashirama and Tobima, and set up some traps. It would be best to ambush Uchiha, but it turns out that the so-called Kazama and Valley are actually plains?

"Second Grandpa," Fei Jian explained from the side, "this place was indeed a valley, but the battle more than ten years ago changed the terrain."

Masahiko nodded, "Then it should be renamed, from now on it will be called Kazuma Kazuhara..."

He was speechless, and followed his elder brother to arrange fortifications.

In fact, there are no defensive fortifications, but simply dig out some hiding places and distribute some detonating charms for the lower and middle ninjas, so that these middle and lower ninjas can play a greater role, as has always been the case in the Warring States War.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Masahiko called three disciples and gave some simple instructions before the battle.

In Masahiko's eyes, among the three, Yiko, who was the youngest, was the most powerful, already comparable to an ordinary Jonin. But in the battle, Yizi's timid character made him unable to win Jing Hitomi once. In this war, Masahiko is most worried about her. Think about it, let her enter that simple fortification and throw some ninjutsu pains inside. Nothing is fine, you don't have to fight the enemy face to face.

"As for the two of you, you must stay behind me after the battle starts, and I will arrange suitable enemies for you to practice."

Jing Tong looked excited and agreed loudly. Nanako looked sad, "Teacher, let me protect Yiko..."

Masahiko glared at her, "I still don't know who is protecting whom! I have taught you how to use the sealing technique in actual combat. This battle is just a test of your mastery!"

After arranging the three disciples, Masahiko got up to do nothing again, watching Hashirama and the others instructing the construction of fortifications, and watching the Senshou Clan and the Jōnin making some pre-war preparations...

Before they knew it, it was noon, and the Senju tribe had finished all their preparations, resting in their tents, waiting for Uchiha's arrival.

At this time, Masahiko suddenly felt a slightly familiar Chakra fluctuation.

"This kind of chakra is not from the Uchiha clan...it seems to be, Qianju Tianyu!"

Sure enough, a figure came gradually in the distance, it was the grand elder of the Qianshou clan who was supposed to stay behind in the clan, Qianshou Tianyu.

Hashirama hurriedly greeted him, and before he could speak, Qianju Tianyu shouted, "Clan leader, it's bad! Someone found traces of Uchiha Madara's activities behind the clan ground!"

Feijian's complexion changed drastically, "Brother, I'm just worried..."

Hashirama waved his hand, "Is Madara the only one?"

Qianshou Tianyu took a breath and replied, "I only found him."

Hashirama nodded, "Madara, do you want to fight me one-on-one? Tobima! Bring someone here to fight Uchiha, I'll go back and stop Madara!"

Saying that, Zhu Jian hesitated slightly, "Tianyu, let's go together!"

The two didn't care about other things, and quickly returned to the Thousand Hands Clan.