When a thousand people gathered, they blocked out the clouds and sky.
When ten thousand people gathered, they stretched as far as the eye could see.
Kyosuke's strongest impression at the moment was that red was spreading everywhere he looked.
On the southern battlefield, the Three Clans had never fought a large-scale, head-on battle. The biggest fight he had personally experienced was a canyon chase involving only a few hundred people.
"No wonder they're a clan that founded a country. They really have a lot of people." Kyosuke couldn't help but marvel.
"Hmph. They're just a bunch of fools." Uchiha Madara folded his arms across his chest, his gaze full of imposing authority.
The two stood side by side at the front of the formation, fearlessly facing the surging enemy forces as they chatted and laughed. Their composure was truly the envy of everyone around them.
Even Legion Commander Hiroki doubted he could put aside the pressure weighing on his heart.
Who was Uzumaki Ashina? He was someone who could speak to Senju Butsuma as an equal, and his strength had reached the very peak of Clan Head Level.
One step further, and he would reach a realm spoken of only in legends. No one knew what that realm was actually like.
In other words, Uzumaki Ashina represented the strongest warrior of the Warring States era.
Elder Hiroki was also a powerful fighter at Clan Head Level, but he knew all too well that an insurmountable gulf in strength lay between them.
That was the main reason he had asked for reinforcements.
If they couldn't match the enemy in quality, at least they had to match them in numbers. Otherwise, what was the point of fighting?
The surging red tide suddenly parted, and Uzumaki Ashina strolled through the gap, his presence firmly locked onto the two most conspicuous figures in the enemy formation.
Kyosuke wore a black combat uniform, with a long sword slung diagonally at his waist.
Madara wore red armor and carried the Uchiha Gunbai on his back.
He had thought Mito was already the most outstanding heir. He hadn't expected the Uchiha to raise two young prodigies at the same time.
"How fortunate." Uzumaki Ashina narrowed his eyes, and a terrifying pressure bore down on the pair like an avalanche.
If they couldn't withstand it, they wouldn't be able to take part in the battle about to begin.
The terrifying pressure of the battlefield would gradually wear down their spirits, reducing these once-proud prodigies to ordinary people.
However, Uzumaki Ashina had miscalculated.
His actions did nothing at all, aside from prompting the two Uchiha to activate their Sharingan.
To outsiders, it even looked like he was bullying the young. The founding hero of the Land of Whirlpools had lost his daughter to kidnappers, yet all he could do was pressure two boys.
The story would make him look ridiculous.
After glancing at the two, who remained utterly unfazed, Uchiha Hiroki stepped forward and laughed loudly. "Uzumaki Ashina, you're really going downhill in your old age."
"Indeed." The Uzumaki Clan Head gave a self-mocking smile, then gathered Chakra and said in a low voice, "Release Mito, or I'll flatten the Uchiha today."
He raised one hand, and the shinobi formation behind him instantly readied itself.
At a single command from the Clan Head, their terrifying Legion-level Ninjutsu would be unleashed upon the enemy.
Faced with a large-scale attack, even a non-Complete Body Ten-Tails would be unable to break free for a while.
That showed just how powerful Legion-level Ninjutsu was.
"Damn Uzumaki, you really think you're our equal?" The Legion Commander thrust an arm into the air and shouted, his voice ringing across the battlefield. "Let the enemy see who truly is the strongest clan in the Land of Fire!"
"Fire!"
As soon as the command rang out, thirty shinobi in the formation formed Hand Seals at once, their Chakra blending together seamlessly.
Fire Style: Great Fireball × 30!
Like meteorites falling from the sky, enormous fireballs streaked across a hundred meters in an instant, about to engulf the entire enemy formation.
At the critical moment, the Uzumaki side successfully formed its own Legion-level Ninjutsu.
Water Style: Water Formation Wall × 30!
The sea of flames and the waves collided, erupting into a vast cloud of steam that spread across the entire battlefield.
Seeing this, Uchiha Hiroki immediately gave the order. "Front line, charge!"
The Uchiha had Sharingan, giving them a clear advantage in the thick fog. If they didn't charge now, when would they?
"Follow me!" Kyosuke charged out first.
Behind him, more than eighty shinobi trained in Chidori instinctively spread out, leaving enough room to dodge.
They had only just formed their battle lines when a flood of kunai and Shuriken flew toward them.
A few fairly powerful Ninjutsu were mixed in, hoping to hit them with a ranged attack first.
"Scatter!" Kyosuke waved his hand, and the formation immediately fanned out, easily evading the attack.
By then, the two sides were already very close. His keen dynamic vision let him make out the figures racing through the fog.
"Hand Seals!"
At his words, the clear chirping of birds rang out.
One bolt. Two. Three.
Finally, the unified roar of thunder drowned out every other sound on the battlefield.
"That's his trump card." Behind them, Madara's gaze held a note of admiration. A sight this spectacular was truly rare.
Faced with a Legion-level assault on this scale, any opponent would be at a loss.
As Madara pondered, the torrent of lightning plunged into the enemy formation. It tore through the front and burst out behind them at an angle, piercing straight through their ranks.
"Again!" Kyosuke gave the order, ready to repeat the attack.
If he could keep this up for a few more rounds, he would likely shatter the enemy's morale completely.
The balance of victory would then tip sharply in their favor. Without their numerical advantage, the Uzumaki didn't seem so frightening after all.
It was a good plan, but someone wasn't going to let him carry it out.
"You Uchiha brat, don't get too arrogant." An enemy rushed straight at him—a red-haired man he didn't recognize.
The man didn't give him a chance to form up. Before he even arrived, a terrifying gale swept across everything ahead.
With no choice, Kyosuke broke away from the formation and went to meet him alone. "Maya, pull everyone out of the battlefield and prepare for the second group charge."
"My lord!"
"Don't worry. If I want to leave, no one can stop me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kyosuke charged in the opposite direction.
His hands swiftly formed Hand Seals, and he became a streak of light as he shot into the enemy formation.
"Arrogant?" Kyosuke drew his long sword before the Uzumaki man, and blazing flames instantly spread across its length.
"Today, I'll show you exactly what arrogant means."
Uchiha Style: Sword Leap Flame!
With a fine weapon that conducted Chakra well, he could finally wield a perfected form of Uchiha Style Swordsmanship.
Combined with the Body Flicker Technique, he was practically a copy of Uchiha Shisui.
The scorching flames slashed across the enemy's chest, drawing a spray of blood. In three seconds, Kyosuke unleashed his full speed, striking the man with seven consecutive blows.
Yet even such a fierce assault failed to take the enemy down at once.
Everyone said the Uzumaki Clan had powerful bodies. Today, he had truly experienced it for himself.
"Damn you, you won't escape!" The Uzumaki Jonin spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with the ruthless resolve to die with his enemy.
The brat was so brazen that he had dared to charge into the formation and fight him head-on.
Now that his attempt to kill him had failed, there was only one outcome: death.
He thought trading severe injuries for the life of an Uchiha prodigy was well worth it.
Two kunai and three long swords left the enemy no room to dodge.
"Die!"
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