Naruto: Extreme Bloodline Limit

Kumogakure had also planned to capture the Nine-Tails in the past, but unfortunately, those attempts had always ended in failure, and the losses had been disastrous. Still, that was ancient history. People nowadays only had a rough guess at the Nine-Tails' strength.

What had happened more than fifty years ago belonged to an era whose people were basically all dead. Who among the new generation would care that much?

Legends were ultimately just legends.

At this point, even if the man once known as the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, appeared before Ay, Ay would probably think he could bury him with an army of ten thousand ninja.

Because the distance was so great, even if Kumogakure's army moved first, Konoha could still arrive at the border early, make preparations, and gather enough strength to face Kumogakure's declaration of war.

Unable to figure out whether Ronglin truly had confidence or had made other arrangements, all Ay could do was keep advancing. He had confidence in himself and in Kumogakure's ninja army. Kumogakure would win in the end—this was something Ay had always firmly believed.

"Keep moving.!!"

On the fourth day after Ronglin arrived at the border with his people, Kumogakure's main force arrived. It was a dense mass that seemed almost endless at a glance. Ten thousand people and three thousand were completely different concepts, and quite a few people grew nervous when they saw Kumogakure's packed sea of heads.

"Tsk, tsk. Now that's a spectacular sight."

Outside the camp, Ronglin stood on a watchtower, looking at Kumogakure's main force with great emotion.

The pressure brought by over ten thousand people was immense. Everyone's expression was solemn. Beside Ronglin, Tsunade asked in a low voice, "How should we respond?"

"Wait!!"

Ronglin smiled and said casually, "Wait for them to slowly