"Lord Yue truly lived up to his name. He actually occupied so much territory in such a short time."
"Of course! With Lord Yue taking the field, did Sunagakure even have the ability to resist? Hurry up and carry out your duties. Stop chatting here!"
"There are too many places and too few people. Lord Fugaku should have sent more clansmen."
"It can't be helped. There's too much going on within the clan! Hehe, who told our Uchiha Clan to be a true 'great house'? We'll just have to work a little harder!"
Watching the spirited members of the Uchiha Clan and silently recalling the terror of the Dark Asura, Uchiha Shisui's gaze slowly settled on a tent. The person living inside was both the pride of the Uchiha Clan and its terror—Dark Asura Uchiha Yue.
Like the ordinary Uchiha clansmen, Uchiha Shisui had never expected Uchiha Yue to capture so much territory in the Land of Wind in merely a few minutes. It could be said that the fate of the Land of Wind had been decided in those few short minutes. With the Dark Asura's overwhelming assault, Sunagakure no longer had the ability to resist.
As they took over the Land of Wind's territory, Uchiha Shisui finally understood why Uchiha Yue had asked Uchiha Fugaku to bring so many wartime supplies. Those supplies were not for the Uchiha Clan's elite forces at all, but were to be distributed among the civilians of the Land of Wind. The Land of Wind had already been weakened time and again by Uchiha Yue's devastation. Now, the lives of its civilians were worse than those of civilians in some minor nations.
Under such circumstances, Sunagakure's prestige had fallen to rock bottom, and Chiyo and Ebizo had become sinners of history as well.