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The battle at the temporary camp of the Second Combat Division was still raging fiercely.
By now, the Second Combat Division had suffered nearly six thousand casualties, while the clone army across from them had lost more than half its numbers.
Kitsuchi and the other Elite Jonin had gradually begun to tire from the constant fighting and Chakra consumption. Though they held the advantage, this war was bound to turn into a battle of attrition.
Houka was fighting as well, but he did not dare go all out.
Just as Uchiha Shin had said, these clone armies were merely meant to wear down the Allied Shinobi Forces. The truly troublesome enemies were still waiting ahead. If he expended too much here, he would be left in a difficult position for the battles to come.
Suddenly.
Houka raised an eyebrow.
"The Second Tsuchikage, the Second Mizukage, the Third Raikage, and the Fourth Kazekage!"
After the Shadow Clone stationed with the Supply Corps dispersed, it relayed the intelligence from over there.
"The Supply Corps isn't important enough for Uchiha Shin to deploy such a luxurious lineup."
As Houka casually slapped a White Zetsu Clone that had tried to ambush him to death, he pondered the current situation.
Before he had departed from the main force of the Allied Shinobi Forces, Minato Namikaze had positioned the First and Fifth Divisions as flanks. Looking at it now, that decision had undoubtedly been correct.
Although Hyuga Neji's reconnaissance unit had been wiped out, it had obtained invaluable intelligence: the Land of Grass, the Land of Rain, and the Land of Rivers all contained large ambushes of clone troops. Now that the clone army in the Land of Rain had entered the battlefield, the clone armies in the other two countries