Killing his way through the ninja world, starting from being adopted by the second generation!

Only a month had passed, and they couldn't hold back any longer.

"It seems you're eager to tear a piece of flesh from the Land of Fire." Tobirama Senju's eyes narrowed slightly. "But I won't let you have your way..."

Since his elder brother passed away, he has been preparing for this war.

The village's elite ninjas have now assembled and are ready to be sent to the front lines to provide support at any time.

Any ninja who can go to the front lines must be at least a Chunin in strength.

The genin are mainly responsible for transporting supplies from the rear...

The war has just begun and has not yet become so brutal that even genin (low-ranking ninja) are being sent to the front lines.

"How many Jonin are left in the village?" Tobirama Senju asked into the shadows.

A member of the shadows, wearing an animal mask, stepped out and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to the Hokage, there are currently 40 Jonin remaining in the village, including 8 elite Jonin, 12 Jonin, and 20 special Jonin."

Don't underestimate the fact that there are only 40 Jonin; this is already an extremely powerful force in the ninja world.

A typical small country can usually be wiped out with just 5 elite Jonin.

Moreover, this only represents the number of Jonin in the village; the majority have already been deployed to the front lines.

The total number of Jonin in Konoha Village is nearly one hundred.

This proportion of Jonin is very high compared to other villages.

In the ninja world, Jonin are considered high-level combatants, and their numbers are extremely small.

Most people will never become a Jonin in their entire lives; becoming a Chunin is considered quite good.

A Jonin can easily take down several Chunin...

Therefore, the standard for judging whether a village is powerful is to look at the number of Jonin (high-ranking ninja) in it.

If there are many high-end combatants, then there will also be many mid-to-low-end combatants.

It was for this reason that the various countries united to attack Konoha.

Only in this way can they defeat the Land of Fire at minimal cost.

Facing an attack from four countries simultaneously, even a powerful place like Konoha would find it difficult to withstand.

"Forty Jonin?" Tobirama Senju fell into deep thought.

It's impossible to deploy all of these forces to the front lines, since the war won't end anytime soon.

As time goes by, more and more ninjas will die in battle, and the pressure on Konoha will increase.

Therefore, it is necessary to preserve our manpower appropriately in preparation for future wars.

"Dispatch four elite Jonin to the four battlefields." Tobirama Senju looked at the Anbu, "and dispatch five more Jonin and five special Jonin."

"Let the other Jonin stay in the village for the time being."

"Lord Hokage, has the specific candidate been decided?" the Anbu asked, looking up.

Tobirama Senju extracted information on the village's Jonin, noting that each person had different strengths in ninjutsu and that they had to choose which battlefield to go to.

He couldn't possibly send a Jonin who was skilled in Fire Release ninjutsu to face the ninjas of the Land of Water, could he?

It is best to go to a battlefield that suits their own conditions, so that they can unleash their full potential.

After screening, the final candidate was selected.

"Call all the people above here." Tobirama Senju handed the documents to the Anbu.

"Yes, Lord Hokage!" The Anbu member left with the documents.

"No matter what, the village cannot suffer any losses!" Tobirama Senju looked out the window at the bustling village, his gaze deep.

For him, Konoha Village now is not just the village his older brother founded.

It also carries the hopes of many people, their hopes for a peaceful life...

The Tobirama Senju residence.

Lianye had just returned from the lab and, seeing that it was getting late, decided to cook dinner and deliver it to Senju Tobirama.

Just then, an ANBU member wearing an animal mask appeared in the courtyard. "Renya... Jonin, the Hokage wants to see you."

"Okay, I understand." Lian Ye nodded.

After giving the notification, the member of the secret service left.

As Lian Ye watched the other person's departing figure, she murmured softly, "This guy gives me a familiar feeling."

If there's no mistake, then they must know each other in real life.

"Who is the one?"

Renya didn't dwell on the issue. Knowing that Tobirama Senju needed to see him, she set off for the Hokage's office.

At this critical juncture, looking for oneself is definitely about war.

If he wasn't mistaken, war should have broken out completely.

"Just got back to the village, and now we're heading to the battlefield again..."

When Renya arrived at the Hokage Building and saw Hiruzen Sarutobi's team and the other Jonin, her suspicions were confirmed.

War really broke out...

"Renya," Hiruzen Sarutobi greeted.

Renya simply nodded in response; now was not the time for reminiscing, as Tobirama Senju was still waiting in his office.

Without hesitation, the group headed to the Hokage's office.

As soon as Renya pushed open the door, he saw that the room was already full of people, including his teammates Shimura Danzo and Utatane Koharu.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Tobirama Senju slowly began to speak:

"Just now, news came from the front lines that various countries have launched a war against the Land of Fire simultaneously. I need you to go to the battlefield to provide support!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious, and they said in unison:

"Please give your orders, Hokage-sama!"

Tobirama Senju nodded and began assigning each person their battlefield.

"Hiruzen, Kagami, and En, the three of you will head to the northwest battlefield. Your opponents will be ninjas from the Land of Earth."

"Understood, teacher!" the three replied in unison.

"Renya, Danzo, and Koharu, the three of you will head to the southwestern battlefield. Your opponents will be ninjas from the Land of Wind."

"Understood!" Lianye and the other two replied.

"The Sand Village ninja are skilled in using poison, so you must be careful..." As Tobirama Senju spoke, his expression suddenly turned strange.

Speaking of using poison, this kid Lian Ye seems to be quite skilled at it.

I wonder which is more powerful, his poison or the Sand Ninja's?

After all, even he had to be cautious about the poison that this kid had developed.

Renya naturally noticed the expression on Senju Tobirama's face and felt puzzled, but she did not press him for details.

After receiving the order, Renya led the two away from the Hokage's office.

In front of the Hokage Building, Renya spoke to Danzo and Koharu.

"Go back and pack your things now. We'll meet at the village gate in half an hour."

Chapter 116 The Shadow Clone Has a Problem

The Tobirama Senju residence.

Lianye returned home and began preparing the necessities for going to the battlefield.

Kunai, shuriken, soldier's rations.

Looking at the ninja tool bag full of soldier pills, Renye smiled wryly: "I'll be eating this stuff again for the next while."

The taste of the soldier's ration pills was indescribable, but there was no other choice on the battlefield.

He couldn't possibly start a fire and cook in such harsh conditions, could he?

You'd be better off resting more.

On the battlefield, the enemy could launch a surprise attack at any time, making it almost impossible to get enough sleep.

People need to take turns keeping watch every night to prevent enemy attacks.

There's simply no time to cook...

Logically, there should be cooks at the front lines responsible for preparing meals, and they shouldn't be eating soldier rations all the time.

Soldier rations are mainly used to restore stamina during missions.

Previously, they had no cooks at the border, and starting a fire to cook would easily expose their location, so they had to eat soldier's rations for a month.

However, we'll only know the specifics once we get to the front lines, as Lian Ye hasn't been there yet.

If there are no cooks, then they'll have to eat soldier's rations.

He doesn't have time to cook, and even if he did, how would he solve the problem of finding ingredients?

So he didn't even consider cooking.

Lianye put on her ninja headband, donned her black combat uniform, hung up her green vest, and fastened Wugou to her waist.

After doing all this, he looked at the clock on the wall; there were still more than forty minutes until the meeting time.

"It's still early, let's eat first and then go."

Lianye placed Wugou back on the table and went to the kitchen to continue processing the ingredients that hadn't been finished before.

We're all going to the battlefield, so we have to have a good meal!

Otherwise, you won't have a chance to eat it then.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't mean to curse himself...

I just feel that conditions are tough on the front lines, and I can no longer enjoy delicious food like I do now.

While there's still a chance, I must treat myself well.

Lianye went to the stove, first slicing the pork into thin slices, then marinating it with soy sauce, cooking wine and a little salt for a while.

Next, flatten and cut the green garlic into sections, separating the white and green parts.

He poured rapeseed oil into the wok and waited for it to heat up to 70% before adding the white parts of the garlic to sauté until fragrant, with the golden oil sizzling.

The marinated meat slices are coated with a thin layer of starch, and after shaking off the excess starch, they are slid into the pot. They are quickly separated with chopsticks, and the meat slices quickly change color and curl up in the oil, emitting an enticing aroma.

He then poured in the chopped garlic greens, sprinkled in a handful of salt and half a spoonful of fermented bean paste.

He had spent time making this fermented soybean paste himself.

Next, stir-fry over high heat for a few seconds, and the aroma of soy sauce and garlic will instantly blend together. The slices of meat will be coated with a bright red sauce and glisten in the pan.

Finally, add a few drops of sesame oil before turning off the heat, and a pot of stir-fried pork slices with perfect color, aroma, and taste is ready.

Due to time constraints, Lianye only prepared one dish.

He brought a plate of sliced ​​meat to the table, ladled out a bowl of rice, and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

There are 15 minutes left before the meeting time. We have 5 minutes to travel and only 10 minutes to eat.

Without hesitation, Lian Ye began to feast.

The freshly cooked meat slices were very hot. When I put the first slice of meat into my mouth, the scalding sauce made my tongue go numb.

He didn't bother to blow on it, swallowed the rice whole, and then picked up another piece with his chopsticks.

The chopsticks moved quickly, and rice wrapped around slices of meat was pushed down the throat.

In less than ten minutes, Lianye was full.

Looking at the half-eaten meat slices on the table, I sighed, "I'm afraid we won't be able to eat this kind of food for a while."

On the front lines, he would never spend time cooking unless he was really craving something.