Heading to the Border of the Land of Grass

Three days later.

A legion of over five hundred shinobi gathered in a forest outside the village.

When Uchiha Yoru appeared, he drew the attention of many, some familiar, others not.

Among the hidden glances of curiosity and disdain, the reason was naturally the rumors of the past few days.

"Yoru!"

At this moment, Uzumaki Kushina smiled and waved at Uchiha Yoru from the crowd.

Facing the gazes of everyone, Uchiha Yoru seemed to ignore them, instead waving back at Kushina with a smile and saying:

"Kushina, you came too."

A sunny smile graced Uchiha Yoru's handsome face, while Uzumaki Kushina put on a tsundere expression. The two stood there, smiling and chatting in the eyes of outsiders.

"Classmate Yoru, you're something else! So you were after Sister Tsunade!"

Although Uzumaki Kushina knew it was fake, she couldn't help but glare at him, using it as an opportunity to speak. After all, with the pride of the Uchiha, few could withstand this.

Especially since Mikoto had already agreed with her, it was just a formality, so what was this about?

Anyone who didn't know would think he was using his contact with her, with the real target being Sister Tsunade.

Uchiha Yoru looked at Kushina's expression and couldn't help but narrow his eyes with a smile.

"Classmate Kushina, you can eat anything, but you can't say anything carelessly."

As the two spoke, other shinobi secretly muttered amongst themselves. The Uchiha clan was so despicable, using their looks to seduce Lady Tsunade to scheme for their own benefit.

The elite shinobi of the Uchiha clan looked a bit embarrassed. How could they not see these obvious glances? Many of them secretly rejoiced that it wasn't them who had to sell their bodies.

Even Uchiha Fugaku couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw this scene. "Yoru's sacrifice is too great. The clan owes Yoru too much."

As the young clan head, he knew more secrets. For Uchiha Yoru to obtain such classified information! It was likely!

For the mission, for the clan, sacrificing his own feelings, even his body, was akin to burning himself to illuminate the path forward for the clan.

Uchiha Yoru was undoubtedly a figure worthy of admiration to the clan.

"Yoru, it seems your Uchiha clan's reputation isn't very good."

Looking at the person before her, Uzumaki Kushina bared her small, fierce fangs, gesturing to the surroundings with a teasing look.

Uchiha Yoru shrugged indifferently and said with a smile:

"It can't be helped. It's all for the clan and the village."

If he didn't do this, how long would it take him to grow?

Shinobi not only relied on talent but also required countless resources for training. He knew his own situation; possessing this forbidden jutsu, if he relied on himself to progress steadily, who knew how long it would take.

Now, relying on the clan, look how long it's been, and he had everything!

There were countless people who didn't even have the opportunity! And knowing the future plot, he naturally had to seize the opportunity and acquire resources reasonably.

As for leaking it out? Changing it?

What did that have to do with him? Only a fool wouldn't use this opportunity to become stronger.

Thinking of the Uchiha's future, and the declining village, Uchiha Yoru showed a hint of anger.

The village was founded by the Senju and the Uchiha. The Uchiha was the village.

Without the Uchiha, where would the village be!

All of this was for the clan! For the village!

"Alright, everyone prepare to depart!"

Suddenly, Jiraiya and Tsunade appeared. In this forest, from the tree trunks to the grass, countless shinobi revealed themselves, showing respect.

This time, because they were going to the battlefield, everyone was wearing this silver-gray plate armor, with the chest and arm guards providing excellent protection.

This type of armor could provide effective protection during large-scale ninja battles.

Therefore, even the Sannin, Jiraiya and Tsunade, were wearing this type of armor.

"Haha, it seems everyone's spirits are high this time."

Jiraiya's usual comical laughter eased the tense atmosphere, while Tsunade looked calm, subtly glancing towards Kushina's direction.

"Everyone check your gear and prepare to depart!"

"Yes!"

Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru were also famous elite Jonin within the village, although they had not yet earned the title of Sannin.

At Tsunade's command, everyone shouted in unison, rechecking their ninja tools for this mission.

From the forest, this legion of shinobi, all wearing plate armor without exception, showed that this time, they were all Chunin and Jonin.

A quarter of an hour later, at Tsunade's sharp command, the dense black dots in the suddenly darkened forest rapidly leaped and weaved through the trees, rushing towards the Land of Grass.

From afar, they looked like countless dense fleas.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Black shadows flickered through the jungle.

"Yoru."

A figure with golden hair appeared beside him, leaping forward in rhythm.

Seeing the sunny smile on the newcomer's face, Uchiha Yoru returned the smile.

"Minato."

The newcomer was his classmate, Minato Namikaze. At the same time, as the ninja army moved rapidly, familiar shinobi began to tacitly group together, maintaining their formations.

Shinobi never charged like an army; instead, they grouped with those they knew, maintaining formations. This allowed for quick, tacit reactions in times of crisis.

"Yoru, long time no see. I didn't expect so many of us old classmates to be reunited this time."

"Yeah, it's really not easy for us to fight together."

At this moment, a group of familiar voices sounded. Uchiha Yoru and the others all showed friendly smiles and nodded.

Uzumaki Kushina, Minato Namikaze, Shikaku Nara, Inoichi Yamanaka, Choza Akimichi, Hyuga Hiashi, Hizashi Hyuga, Shibi Aburame, and others were all from the same generation.

They were all a year or two apart, more or less, but they all knew each other from the Ninja Academy.

"Classmate Kushina."

Minato Namikaze nodded to Uchiha Yoru, then smiled and greeted Uzumaki Kushina.

However, Uzumaki Kushina still found Minato a bit effeminate. He had stood by and watched her get bullied in the past, so she merely nodded calmly.

It was only because there were so many people around now; normally, she would have snorted coldly.

"This time, we're going to the border of the Land of Grass. The pressure will be a little less, but we also need to provide support for the Land of Rain battlefield. We're all comrades fighting together."

Facing Uzumaki Kushina's indifference, Minato Namikaze chuckled lightly, showing no resentment. Instead, with a sincere smile, he began to communicate with everyone.

It had to be said that Minato Namikaze's ability to become Hokage was indeed due to his personal charm. His words and actions gave people a feeling of approachability and warmth.

Furthermore, Minato Namikaze's Jonin instructor was Jiraiya, so no one dared to underestimate him.

"Naturally."

When facing Minato Namikaze, Uchiha Yoru also smiled calmly. Then, looking at his classmates, he displayed a social ability no less than Minato's.

"Shikaku is best at battlefield analysis. This time, when we go to the border, we'll each form a small team. I imagine we'll be together, and with the Byakugan of Hiashi and Hizashi.

I trust Shikaku's mind when it comes to combat deployment."

Although the Uchiha Clan was proud, not everyone was like that. At the very least, Uchiha Yoru had gotten along reasonably well with these people when he was in the academy.

When Uchiha Yoru said this, the Ino-Shika-Cho trio couldn't help but smile. Among them, Shikaku, despite complaining about the trouble, still showed a hint of goodwill.

"Hey, hey, Yoru! Even with the Byakugan, you can't look down on our Inuzuka Clan!"

At this moment, Kiba Inuzuka, with red markings on his face and a wild aura, grumbled indignantly. Seeing this, Uchiha Yoru laughed and said:

"Of course, I haven't forgotten the Inuzuka's ninja dogs, nor the Aburame Clan's insects. However, I'm not good at strategic deployment."

Uchiha Yoru didn't try to steal the spotlight because he knew one thing: everyone had their own expertise. This was a ninja army war, and reckless command could lead to death.

Professional matters should naturally be left to professionals.