At that moment, Ebizo knew he was in grave danger. Before him stood Danzo and the shinobi from Konoha's great clans, each full of energy and strength.
And what about his own forces? They had been roused just before sunrise and were exhausted. Their supply route and the ambushes behind them had all been seized by Konoha. They were utterly cut off, with nowhere to turn for help.
The rocks kept tumbling down. Though Ebizo ordered his troops away from the foot of the mountain, they were still too slow. This rockfall trap alone had cost them around three hundred men.
Uchiha Kō pointed toward Uchiha Don. Understanding at once, Uchiha Don hurried over with a pair of binoculars. Uchiha Kō took them and looked down at the battlefield, the corners of his mouth lifting.
"Not so pleasant when you're on the receiving end of your own trap, is it?" Uchiha Kō said coldly.
Then he ordered everyone on the mountain to throw shuriken, kunai fitted with Explosive Tags, and senbon down at the enemy.
The Uchiha Clan's shinobi grinned. How should they put it? This felt great. They could rain down attacks without risking any casualties. If they let such a good opportunity slip by, where would they find another one?
Since the Uchiha Clan's shinobi were throwing from high above, they could send their weapons far enough to reach Ebizo's troops.
Fwish, fwish, swoosh, swoosh.
The Sunagakure Ninja below began screaming. Some were struck in the forehead or eyes by shuriken. Others were injured when Explosive Tags hit the ground and detonated. Still others were pierced by senbon developed by Chiyo, then suffered as poison spread through their bodies before they died.
Ebizo gritted his teeth and glared up at Mt. Kikyo. "You brat! Don't let me find