"All right, I won't do much more. This is also a trial by fire for Konoha's ninja. They haven't experienced war in many years. I hope they haven't forgotten how."
Minato understood, so he said nothing.
Torifu could have set up a pile of traps and wiped out all the enemies in one fell swoop, but what would be the point?
Konoha's ninja would never gain any experience that way. They would only grow weaker and weaker.
Until, in the end, they came to depend entirely on Torifu.
"All right. The enemy will probably arrive in a few hours. My premonition is getting stronger and stronger."
Minato tensed at that. "Do we need to make any more adjustments to the formation?"
Torifu shook his head. "No, it's already very good. The flanks are weaker, but there are plenty of Kage Level ninja among them. They'll be able to hold the line."
"You've done very well."
All the ninja had taken their positions and were ready to fight at a moment's notice.
Although none of them liked war, not one of them was a coward.
Unlike in the previous wars, this time they had no retreat behind them.
Just a thousand meters behind them were their parents, friends, and the homes where they had lived for decades.
The enemy was invading their home. They had nowhere to retreat, and could only fight to the bitter end.
Minato used the Flying Thunder God to reach the top of the city wall, then hurled a large number of Flying Thunder God Kunai across the battlefield.
Minato's ninjutsu made it clear that he wasn't the kind of ninja who could charge straight into battle.
Surveying the entire field and using the Flying Thunder God to weaken the enemy while supporting his allies was the