The eastern border of the Land of Wind, the Sand Shinobi army's camp.
Kazekage Retto listened to his subordinates report on the battlefield, his face livid.
"After we launched our full-scale, dispersed attack, the First Regiment was completely wiped out. Only three elite jonin survived; the other 497 shinobi were killed..."
"Half an hour after the dispersed attack began, only 125 puppeteers from the Second Regiment survived. The other 375 shinobi were wiped out..."
"The Third and Fourth Regiments received the order to retreat and lost only around thirty percent of their forces, a total of just over 300 men. We're still treating the wounded."
"The Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Regiments withdrew in time and haven't suffered any losses."
After finishing his report, the Kazekage's trusted subordinate sighed and added:
"Also, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki is currently missing."
"Crack!"
Hearing this, Retto unconsciously crushed the armrest of his chair in his grip.
They had lost so much manpower before the battle had even begun. What else could this be but a crushing defeat?
Shamon, who had been silent beside him, spoke in a low voice:
"I used the Eye of Sand to watch the whole thing. That idiot, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki, ignored my warning and charged straight through the blast zone toward Hyuga Hoshishaku and the others."
"Heh. He got punched into the ground before he could even use Tailed Beast Transformation, and was taken away."
Retto whipped his head around to look at one of Sunagakure's few Kage Level shinobi.
He didn't ask why Shamon hadn't gone to help.
Retto knew that Hyuga Hoshishaku had once defeated Shamon in a single blow.
Years ago, Retto had shamelessly begged the First of Konoha to release Shamon and bring him back. He knew all too well what the once-proud Sunagakure prodigy