"Mm, no problem. Then it's settled."
Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha reached an agreement. When the time came, they would both fight, leaving only their Shadow Clones at home to keep watch.
"How's it going? Have the other villages finalized their departure dates?"
Retto asked Shamon, who stood beside him.
"First, it's mostly settled. They'll set out in three days, and the other Three Great Shinobi Villages are ready as well."
"Once the armies have gathered, we'll prepare to attack Konoha."
"But, First, are we really going to attack Konoha?"
"I'm still a little worried. Konoha has the Senju Clan and the Uchiha Clan. Can we really defeat them?"
Shamon quickly reported the situation to Retto, but he was deeply concerned. He didn't think that joining forces with the other three villages would be enough to defeat Konoha.
On the contrary, he thought this would only provoke Konoha. If they lost, the consequences would be disastrous.
Not only would there be heavy casualties, but they would also have to pay massive war reparations.
He could already picture it in his mind, and the thought left him feeling utterly helpless.
But Retto wouldn't listen at all, which only made Shamon more anxious.
"Shamon, what are you afraid of?"
"Our four villages are attacking one. Do you really think they have any chance of winning?"
"Ridiculous. Even if Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju are powerful, what about everyone else?"
"We have four battlefields. Do you think those two can handle all four at once?"
"That's absurd."
"Enough. No more discussion. Get the troops ready. Send in all the ninjas who've just become Genin, too."
"If you don't weather the storm, you'll never see the rainbow. We can't let only our generation be strong."
"The next generation must grow strong, too. Otherwise,