Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 148 Don't be nervous, it's me

Looking at the sand lizard in the earthenware jar.

Yecang took some small pieces of dried meat and placed them in front of the sand lizard.

The sand lizard quickly stuck out its tongue and rolled the jerky into its mouth.

"You guessed right again."

Yekura looked at the sand lizard and said in a very soft voice, as if she were talking to herself, "I'm going to Kirigakure again."

"But this time, it's for peace talks."

The sand lizard tilted its head and glanced at her, seemingly understanding, yet also seemingly understanding nothing at all.

Ye Cang smiled slightly, put the lid back on the jar, and placed it back on the shelf.

He then slung his bag over his shoulder, pushed open the door, and stepped into the night.

Shortly after she left.

The jar on the shelf trembled slightly, and its lid was lifted.

The grayish-brown sand lizard crawled out of the jar, its eyes darting around a few times before it darted to the windowsill and disappeared into the sandstorm.

The Land of Grass, Konoha Frontline Command Post.

"support?"

Aoba put down the intelligence scroll in his hand and looked at Jiraiya with some surprise.

"That's right, a new batch of support troops will arrive in the coming days." Jiraiya put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and looked relaxed.

"Really? After all this hard work, I can finally catch my breath—"

Aoba's expression brightened, but she immediately realized something was wrong.

You have to understand that Konoha is currently facing multiple battles and its manpower is already stretched thin. Where would they get fresh troops?

Last time, in order to reinforce the front line of Kirigakure, the Third Hokage had to swallow his pride and hold a long meeting with the heads of various ninja clans to gather enough people.

Where did these support personnel come from?

Is it really as many netizens say, the "Three Thousand Sarutobi Army"?

"Konoha still has so many manpower? Did the Third Hokage really drag all the freshmen into the Ninja Academy into the battlefield?"

Aoba looked at Jiraiya with suspicion.

"No, no, that's not the case. Don't worry, this time it's a real elite force."

Jiraiya waved his hand and said.

"Elite troops? Where were they drawn from?"

Seeing that Aoba still looked unconvinced, Jiraiya explained, "He was transferred from the Land of Rivers, which is the front line of Sunagakure."

Aoba frowned, immediately sensing that something was wrong.

"Move all the troops from the Land of Rivers here? Who will guard the borders then? Are we just going to leave the Sand Village undefended and let them march straight in? Has the Third Hokage gone mad?!"

"Hey, don't rush me, let me finish."

Jiraiya pressed Aoba down and explained, "This matter is top secret and shouldn't be told to you at this time, but since reinforcements are arriving soon, it's fine to tell you."

Jiraiya cleared his throat, his expression turning serious: "The village is negotiating an alliance with Sunagakure, and they have basically reached an agreement. Sunagakure's condition is that as long as we withdraw our defense forces stationed in the Land of Rivers to show our sincerity, they will immediately sign the alliance agreement."

Upon hearing this, Aoba's lips twitched uncontrollably.

So it turns out that the "plastic alliance" between Konoha and Sunagakure started from this time!

Also, why did they have to ally with those poor bastards from Sunagakure?

What is an ally?

That refers to a phased cooperative relationship formed based on common goals, equality, and mutual benefit.

What kind of mutual benefit could Konoha and Sunagakure possibly have?

What was the Third Generation thinking? Was it because the Land of Wind had a lot of sand? Or because of the strong winds?

Although Sunagakure also had cloth wrapped around their heads, that cloth wasn't white.

The Land of Fire, Konoha, occupies the most fertile land in the ninja world. Now it has allied with a country that eats sand and has even withdrawn its garrison troops.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

Is this some kind of living Buddha?!

"Lord Jiraiya, you're not joking, are you?"

Aoba couldn't help but retort, "According to your information just now, doesn't that mean the Sand Village was talking to us about an alliance one minute, and then they invaded the Land of Water the next, only to be defeated and get soundly thrashed? With that kind of behavior, what are they really up to by forming an alliance with us?"

Jiraiya sighed and patted Aoba on the shoulder: "I understand your concerns. Actually, when I first heard the news, I also felt something was amiss. But you know the current situation; Kumogakure and Iwagakure are putting too much pressure on us. If we can stabilize Sunagakure and transfer troops from the Land of Rivers, it will alleviate the tension among the frontline soldiers."

"Furthermore, this alliance was mainly facilitated by the Land of Wind and the Land of Fire, and the Daimyo has already given his approval."

Seeing that Aoba was still worried, Jiraiya explained again, "Don't worry, Sunagakure just suffered a great loss at the hands of Kirigakure. They need this ally to catch their breath more than we do right now. They won't do anything reckless at this time."

Looking at Jiraiya's confident expression, Aoba sighed inwardly.

Afraid to cause trouble?

You guys have seriously underestimated how crazy Rasa is.

That guy is a gambler.

There's nothing he wouldn't dare to do.

Have you ever seen a Kage who would cooperate with rogue ninja to attack their own ally, not only turning their own child into a Jinchūriki but also constantly testing them by assassination, all under the guise of "improving the Jinchūriki's psychological resilience"?

Is this a brain circuit that a normal person could think of?!

Aoba knew, of course, that this was a wrong decision that would bring serious losses to Konoha.

The problem is that he can't produce any solid evidence to refute this.

After all, at this stage, the reputation of the Daimyo is still very secure. The Daimyo of the Land of Wind personally stepped forward to facilitate the alliance, and the Daimyo of the Land of Fire has also agreed. Such an alliance, endorsed by the highest authorities of the two countries, carries great weight.

It's the same principle as crossing the river in white robes and making an oath by the Luo River.

No one would believe that Sunagakure would dare to suddenly turn against them at this critical juncture.

If Aoba hadn't known the future plot developments, he wouldn't have believed that Rasa would actually dare to do something so foolish as to betray an ally.

However, because the original work only described the Third Shinobi World War very little, Aoba didn't know exactly when Sunagakure invaded, so he couldn't make any preparations in advance.

After thinking for a long time, Aoba decided to settle for second best.

"Lord Jiraiya."

Aoba looked at Jiraiya, his tone becoming more serious: "I have a suggestion. Could you perhaps tell the Hokage that we shouldn't withdraw all the troops from the Land of Rivers just yet?"

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh?"

"We can move the defensive line back and reduce the size of the garrison, but we must never withdraw them all."

Aoba pointed to the map, "Even if we only leave one squadron, it can at least serve as an early warning system. If something really happens, it can buy time for the rear to react."

"Can't you trust Sunagakure?"

"It's not a matter of belief or not."

Aoba shook his head. "It's basic military common sense. An alliance is an alliance, but before the agreement is formally signed and both sides have exchanged troops and completed the handover, there should be no defensive vacuum on either side's border."

"This is not a lack of trust in our allies; on the contrary, it is a responsible attitude towards our alliance."

Aoba spoke with great righteousness, but in his heart he only had one thought—he simply didn't trust that bastard Luo Sha!

Jiraiya remained silent for a moment, then unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table.

To be honest, he wasn't entirely at ease with Sunagakure either.

As one of the Legendary Sannin, he had traveled the ninja world for many years and had seen too much evil. It was not uncommon for friends to turn against each other and relatives to become enemies.

You have a point.

Jiraiya finally nodded. "I will convey your suggestion to the old man through special channels. As for the final decision, that is not something we can decide."

Aoba nodded and didn't say anything more.

This is all he can do.

The rest depends on how the third generation weighs the options.

into the night.

Inside Aoba's private tent at the Konoha front-line camp in the Land of Grass.

Aoba took out the sealing scroll.

untie!

bang~

As the white smoke dissipated, a white Zetsu body appeared.

Aoba began to form hand seals, and finally her hands formed a special seal.

"Spiritualization Technique!"

Buzz—

A semi-transparent spirit silently detached from Qingye's body and then precisely entered Bai Zetsu's body, taking over this special body.

Aoba stretched his somewhat stiff body, feeling the unique flow of chakra from the White Zetsu, and a smile characteristic of White Zetsu appeared on his lips.

"The Art of the Mayfly"

The white figure slowly sank into the ground and soon disappeared without a trace.

After the spirit of Aoba left the body, the chip quickly took over the main body's actions and lay back on the bed to rest with its eyes closed.

The western sea area of ​​the Land of Water.

An inconspicuous merchant ship sailed slowly through the vast darkness of the night.

Inside the cramped cabin, a dim oil lamp flickered with the rise and fall of the waves.

The waves crashed against the hull of the boat, making a rhythmic "thump-thump" sound.

Yekura Kazui lay on the wooden bed, her eyes closed, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The Sand Village's arrangements were extremely meticulous. From the starting route to the supply points along the way, even the location of her cabin was carefully selected. It was in the deepest part of the cabin, far away from the crew and other passengers, making it extremely secluded.

Such an arrangement.

So meticulous, so thoughtful!

The care taken was less like protecting an envoy on his way to peace talks and more like guarding a prisoner about to be executed.

During the past few days of sailing, Luo Sha's "heartbroken" face kept replaying in her mind, and a bitter self-mockery involuntarily appeared on her lips.

Peace talks?

If Kirigakure truly had the will to negotiate, would they need to send someone like her, who had personally killed countless Kirigakure ninja on the battlefield of the Land of Water?

From the moment she received the assignment, she had a vague suspicion in her heart.

I just haven't wanted to believe it.

Or perhaps it was the last vestige of naiveté in her heart that made her selectively ignore those obvious doubts.

Just as Yekura's thoughts were in turmoil.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle fluctuation of chakra alerted her.

A strange ripple appeared on the bulkhead, and a pale figure quietly emerged from the wooden planks.

Ye Cang jolted awake, instantly springing from the bed, his hand already gripping a kunai. Chakra surged rapidly within him, and several high-temperature fireballs materialized in his hands.

A familiar voice rang out in the dimly lit cabin.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

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