As long as you dare to execute it, there will be an effect.
The Sand Village's last plan was not very good, but the effect was very good.
Simple and crude, successfully suppressed the situation in the Wind Country.
In the Sand Village, the noble's house was surrounded by elite Sand Ninjas.
Their guns and cannons were pointed in front of the nobles.
"What are you doing? My family is a hereditary noble of the Wind Country.
I have a lot of property in the Sand Village, and I'm a big tax payer. "
A fat noble shouted at the top of his lungs.
However, it didn't work. The Sand Ninja kicked him to the ground and pointed his gun directly at his head. He suddenly stopped talking.
"Follow the orders of the Peak and protect the safety of the noble.
Please cooperate. "
The young Sand Ninja was very talkative, and he made the noble speechless.
"Well, Ninja Sama, can you take the gun away, it's easy to misfire, what do you want to know?"
The fat noble laughed twice and showed a flattering smile.
He was scared, really scared. There was a shooting range in the Sand Village, and he usually went there to shoot. He naturally knew the power of these black holes.
If it misfires, his head will burst, and his wife will have to remarry, and his new concubine will have to serve others.
It's not worth it.
"How much do you know about the Daimyo Patrol?"
The young Sand Ninja asked indifferently.
At the same time, the muzzle was slightly loosened.
"I only know about it ten days ago, I don't always see the Daimyo Patrol, I spend most of my time in the Sand Village."
The fat noble swallowed and reluctantly said.
"Very good, remember your words, stay here, and we will protect you."
The young Sand Ninja nodded with satisfaction.
That's what he wanted. It's better if he doesn't know anything.
The fat noble didn't know that because of his words, his life was saved.
… …
"Do you know about the Daimyo Patrol?"
"Yes."
Bang, the gun went off.
"Clean up and confiscate the family property."
"Do you know about the Daimyo Patrol?"
"I don't know, my family has been away from the Daimyo House for several years."
"Very well, we will protect you."
Similar questions were constantly being asked in the noble mansions.
Under the power of force, all the rules of the game were rewritten.
All the nobles who knew the name of the tour were sent away.
Those who didn't know were protected.
The crime of being murdered was very simple: murder of a daimyo.
When the massacre in the Sand Village began, Share Happiness led a group of elite assassins out of the Sand Village. At the same time, on the other side of the desert, on a luxurious carriage, the Daimyo of the Country of Wind was enjoying a comfortable life while listening to the report of a pure white pitcher plant.
"Lord Daimyo, the Sand Village has begun to massacre the nobles. The crime is to protect you. Also, Share Happiness is coming."
White Zetsu laughed mockingly.
"Hmph, Yun Qing, that guy, doesn't have much of a future. He only knows how to slaughter people.
Come, I now have an army of over 20,000 warriors under my command. Let's see if he dares to kill me. "
The Daimyo of the Country of Wind hummed and said.
The disdain in his tone made White Zetsu feel that he was an idiot.
"By the way, where is Lord Bambi now? Tell him to come back quickly. Share Happiness is still very scary."
Maybe he wasn't completely stupid, the Daimyo of the Country of Wind asked again.
The reason why he had the courage to do so was purely because an old man found him before and comforted him.
"Don't worry, I will protect you. Lord Bambi went to find an ally for you. I will not let you be alone."
White Zetsu laughed.
Looking at White Zetsu, who came and went without a trace, the Daimyo of the Country of Wind breathed a sigh of relief.
Although White Zetsu didn't look like a human, he looked like a monster.
However, in the eyes of the Daimyo of the Country of Wind, monsters were good.
Of course, this was just his ignorance. He didn't know that White Zetsu's fighting power was just a joke.
Especially compared with Share Happiness and others, it was more of a joke.
Seeing White Zetsu leave, the Daimyo of the Country of Wind opened the curtains and looked outside at the warriors with Chakra, and his heart calmed down a little.
Although they were only cold weapons, it was enough in the eyes of the Daimyo.
More importantly, there were more than 20,000 people, and they could be recruited at any time.
"Wait, Yun Qing, one day, I will let you know how powerful I am.
After touring the Country of Wind, I will go back and form an army of 100,000 warriors and hang you up. "
The Daimyo of the Country of Wind looked ferocious, and a mark of Sharingan flashed in his eyes, and it quickly disappeared and was not discovered.
What is the most terrible thing about Genjutsu, is it directly cast?
No, it's not, it's a hint, changing a person's character and thinking for a long time.
Just like Kotoamatsukami, it can make evil people become good people, and it can change a person's character unconsciously.
What Madara gave to the Daimyo of the Country of Wind was a hint, a hint of how powerful he was, and how much of a garbage Yun Qing was.
Anyway, Madara didn't like the Daimyo and others. If he killed them, the world would be quiet, and he could also find trouble for the five hidden villages.
Why wouldn't he do it?
"Hold on, as long as I can burst out an army of 100,000 warriors, the Sand Village will be exhausted."
The Daimyo of the Country of Wind secretly vowed in his heart that he must make some achievements and let Yun Qing see who the master of the Country of Wind is.
In the Daimyo of the Country of Wind, the Right Prime Minister and the Left Prime Minister of the Country of Wind were looking at each other.
"It's over, the Daimyo made a bad move this time."
The Left Prime Minister's face was lifeless, and the whole person was decadent.
"It's too early to say that, it mainly depends on the choice of the Daimyo of other countries."
The Right Prime Minister's tone was not enough.
He was afraid now that the Daimyo of other countries would do the same. Once the Daimyo of other countries did the same.
The Five Countries' Treaty was completely a piece of waste paper.
It was not difficult for the five hidden villages to join hands and kill the Daimyo together.
Anyway, he didn't know what the Daimyo of the Country of Wind thought. He thought that the Sand Village would fight with him.
"Did you inform your son about what happened here?"
The Right Prime Minister suddenly thought of something, and his eyes were sharp.
"Do you think I'm a fool? It's not strange that I don't know. If I say it, the Sand Village will kill us. "
The Left Prime Minister sat there decadently, raised his head, and reluctantly said.
"That's good, that's right.
The Daimyo wants to die, but we can't. "
The Right Prime Minister's eyes gradually became dangerous.
He didn't want to die yet. His family's good days were just coming. Why should he die with the Daimyo?
He firmly believed that a person who can leave battle relics everywhere in the desert could not be afraid of tens of thousands of ordinary people.
Moreover, the Sand Village should have no problem cleaning up the Daimyo.
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