Compared to the special operations Director Yamada was more familiar with, a wide-area military campaign spanning thousands of kilometers like the Battle of Red Pine Ridge was an entirely different model.
Among the tens of thousands of mobilized combat troops, the participants on each local battlefield could often glimpse only the tip of the iceberg when it came to the course of the war.
As for how much the success or failure of one corner could affect the overall situation, only a handful of far-sighted strategists could see past appearances and discern the truth...
Of course, due to the superhuman abilities possessed by ninja themselves, commanders not only had to plan from behind the scenes, but more often had to lead from the front, guiding their troops through the ever-changing battlefield and carving out a path to survival!
Those experiences of living on the edge and brushing shoulders with the Grim Reaper were likewise an inseparable part of ninja warfare... And compared to the intricate, subtle contests of strategy, blood-pumping battles were undoubtedly much simpler and more brutal!
—As the Rock Ninja force led by Kitsuchi gradually approached the combat zone, bloody fighting quietly began with the fire reconnaissance of scouts from both sides.
The Rock Ninja darting and leaping through the swamps of the Land of Rain nervously watched the scenery rushing past him, searching for any trace of the enemy.
The setting sun, about to vanish behind the trees, gave off its final warmth, staining the entire miasma-shrouded wasteland crimson as it barely pushed back against the piercing damp cold of winter.
Amid the mottled landscape "painted" by tree shadows and vines, even the slightest unusual rustle was enough to set a scout's taut nerves on edge!
With one hand, he looped the ring at the end of