In the evening, in Fujiwara Valley, the wind howled violently, causing the surrounding grass to sway. Under the strong wind, Masahiko's loose robe fluttered in the wind...
Thousands of Senshoku clansmen gathered on the wide plains, staring ahead, their clothes clinging to their bodies in the strong wind. However, they were all wearing Senshoku close-fitting armor, and their clothes were also tight-fitting, more suitable for fighting on the battlefield. It was completely different from the loose and hooded robe that Masahiko wore.
Tokuma, who was at the side, held his forehead helplessly. "Second Grandpa, what are you doing? Can your clothes be used in battle?"
Masahiko glanced at him. "You don't understand. Your brother asked me to hide in the Senshoku army, and this clothes is very concealing."
Tokuma looked back and saw three small figures wearing the same clothes standing in the army. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Only an idiot can't tell that there's something wrong with the four of you..." However, he really couldn't do anything about this Second Grandpa. He could only glare at Zhu Jian, thinking that his brother had come up with a bad idea.
Zhu Jian ignored him and glanced around. The wild grass had grown extremely high, covering the dark brown ground below.
More than ten years ago, Fujiwara Valley experienced a tragic war. The entire land was barren, and blood soaked the ground, dyeing the earth red. But now, the wild grass had grown lush again, covering the land. Perhaps it was because of the nourishment of the blood underground, these weeds were especially sharp. If one's hand brushed across them, one would be cut if they weren't careful.
Zhu Jian had a look of reminiscence. "It was that war, where father and Uchiha Tajima died together..."
Masahiko saw Zhu Jian's expression of reminiscence, and he also thought about the war he heard about more than ten years ago. That was the most influential war in the recent years of the Senshoku Period. It officially announced that the older generation of the Senshoku Period had retired from the stage of history, and the younger generation, led by Senshoku Zhu Jian and Uchiha Madara, officially began to take control of the various clans.
As Masahiko thought about it, a thoughtful look appeared on his face. 'Should I be considered a senior or a junior now? He's 10 years younger than Zhu Jian, who calls me Second Grandpa … "
On the side, the newly appointed Second Elder of Senshoku saw that the three of them had fallen into a strange silence, and could not help but interrupt, "Patriarch, Uchiha said that the battle will start in three days. Now that we have arrived here two days earlier, shouldn't we let the clansmen rest first?"
Zhu Jian came back to his senses and shouted, "Everyone, set up camp and rest!"
In previous wars, ninjas generally rested in the open space, at most they would bring one or two tents for meetings or for important people to live in.
But now, Senshoku had mass-produced the sealing scrolls developed by Masahiko, so …
Half an hour later, Masahiko looked at the tents all over the mountains, and the corner of his mouth twitched, Senshoku was probably here for a vacation …
However, when the Senshoku clansmen took out all kinds of meat and some barbecue grills from the sealing scrolls, Masahiko could not help but murmur, "I, who developed the sealing scrolls, am really a great person … Now we can eat fresh meat on the battlefield!"
On the side, Tokuma's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Zhu Jian, "Big Brother, I didn't ask them to bring these things!"
Zhu Jian smiled guiltily, "Ah, the clansmen are quite thoughtful …" He shouted, "Since everyone brought so many barbecue ingredients, while Uchiha is not here, let's hold a banquet!"
"Oh! Long live the Patriarch! "There was a round of enthusiastic responses.
So, in the valley that was about to become a battlefield, a grand banquet was suddenly held. Fortunately, Uchiha was very punctual, and he said three days, so he did not disturb the banquet.
The next day, Tokuma and Masahiko used simple Water Release and Earth Release to clean up the leftovers from the banquet, as if they were afraid that others would find out that Senshoku was holding a banquet on the battlefield.
After cleaning up, they gathered together and prepared to build a defensive structure.
That's right, they arrived at the battlefield so early not for the banquet, but to seize the initiative.
"To hell with Fuuma Valley, it's a plain, how dare they call it a valley?" Masahiko followed Zhu Jian around and cursed under his breath.
Originally, he wanted to rely on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and various anti-Japanese dramas he watched in his previous life to act cool in front of Zhu Jian and Tokuma, set up some traps, and ambush Uchiha, but in the end, he discovered that the so-called Fuuma Valley was actually a plain?
"Second Grandpa," Tokuma explained, "this was originally a valley, but the battle ten years ago changed the terrain."
Masahiko nodded, "Then we should change the name, from now on, this place will be called Fuuma Valley …"
Tokuma was speechless, and followed his brother to arrange the fortifications.
Actually, there wasn't much fortification, just some simple hiding places for the Genin and Chunin, and some detonation talismans, so that the Chunin and Chunin could play a greater role. The war of the Warring States had always been like this.
Seeing that there was nothing else for him to do, Masahiko called over his three disciples and gave them some simple instructions before the battle.
In Masahiko's eyes, among the three, the youngest Iko was the strongest, and had the strength of an ordinary Jonin. But in the battle, Iko's timid personality made it impossible for her to win against Hitomi Arai. In this war, Masahiko was most worried about her, so after thinking about it, he decided to let her enter the simple fortification and throw some ninjutsu inside, so that she wouldn't have to fight the enemy face to face.
"As for the two of you, when the battle starts, you must follow me closely, I will arrange suitable enemies for you to practice."
Hitomi Arai's face was full of excitement, and he agreed loudly. Nanako, on the other hand, had a sad face, "Sensei, I'll go protect Iko …"
Masahiko glared at her, "We still don't know who will be protecting who! I have already taught you how to use sealing techniques in actual combat, this battle is just the right time to test your mastery! "
After arranging the three disciples, Masahiko was idle again, watching Zhu Jian and the others commanding the construction of the fortification, and watching the Jonin of Senshoku making some preparations before the battle …
Unknowingly, it was already noon, the Senshoku people had finished all the preparations and were resting in their respective tents, waiting for the arrival of Uchiha.
At this time, Masahiko suddenly felt a slightly familiar Chakra fluctuation.
"This Chakra is not from the Uchiha clan … It seems to be, Senshoku Tenyu!"
Sure enough, a figure gradually came from the distance, it was the Great Elder of Senshoku, Senshoku Tenyu, who was supposed to stay in the clan.
Zhu Jian hurriedly greeted him, but before he could speak, Senshoku Tenyu shouted. "Patriarch, it's not good! Someone found traces of Uchiha Madara's activities behind the clan! "
Tokuma's face changed dramatically. "Brother, I'm worried …"
Zhu Jian waved his hand. "Is it only Madara?"
Senshoku Tenyu gasped and replied. "Only he was found."
Zhu Jian nodded. "Madara, do you want to fight me one-on-one? Tokuma! Take people here to prepare for the battle with Uchiha, I will go back to stop Madara! "
With that, Zhu Jian hesitated slightly. "Tenyu, let's go together!"
The two didn't care about anything else and quickly returned to the Thousand-Hand Clan.
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