"Sand Hidden, our grudge will not end like this!"
At night, at the entrance to Konoha's camp, Yueguang Han stared toward Mount Kikyo and clenched his fists tightly, secretly swearing an oath in his heart.
"Young Han, it's time for us to set out!" Yueguang Xingye said, patting Yueguang Han on the shoulder as he stared fixedly toward Mount Kikyo. He knew Yueguang Han was furious and unwilling to accept this, but he had no idea how to persuade or comfort him.
Even he himself felt extremely indignant. They were clearly on the verge of taking Mount Kikyo, clearly on the verge of easily achieving their greatest victory. After more than a year of war, so many people had already sacrificed their lives, and so much hatred had accumulated. They were about to win and take their revenge, yet an order to negotiate a ceasefire had suddenly arrived. It was not just Yueguang Han; nearly everyone felt unwilling to accept it. Deep down, they even refused to acknowledge the order.
Unfortunately, an order was an order, and the greater situation was the greater situation. For the success of the policy and to prevent more people from dying, accepting the order was the only correct choice.
"Set out!" Yueguang Han shouted loudly after looking once more toward Mount Kikyo, able only to vent his dissatisfaction this way.
Following Yueguang Han's shout, the five hundred and fifty Konoha Shinobi swiftly turned around and began advancing toward the border between the Land of Earth and the Land of Fire.
"Lord Rasa, the spy has sent back news. Orochimaru has already dispatched Yueguang Han, leading five hundred and fifty shinobi, to reinforce Jiraiya on the battlefield between Konoha and the Land of Earth. They set out through the night yesterday." At Mount Kikyo, an