Yet Obito had gone ahead and announced some tactics he thought were clever, despite never having commanded a large army in battle or been taught anything of the sort back in Konoha.
The commanders of the opposing Allied Shinobi Forces were all old foxes. Ōnoki was a veteran of three Ninja World wars. Did he really think they would fail to see through his supposedly clever little tricks?
If White Zetsu had been capable of losing morale, Obito's ridiculous maneuvers would have all but shattered the spirits of his hundred-thousand-strong army.
"You!" Obito fixed Kabuto with a fierce glare, one eye a Rinnegan and the other a Sharingan.
How dare he?!
Kabuto met Obito's gaze without flinching. In truth, he had secretly covered his eyes with a membrane and was relying solely on Snake Sage Jutsu to sense his surroundings, preventing the Sharingan's Illusion Technique from affecting him.
He had been sick of this idiot for a long time.
After spending so much time together, he had realized that Obito's fierce exterior concealed a weak core.
He was hardly clever, yet he thought he was as cunning as they came.
An idiot like you could never accomplish anything without me beside you to help!
"All right, both of you, calm down a little."
At the critical moment, Sarutobi Hiruzen stepped forward to play peacemaker.
They had reached a point where their very survival was at stake. They truly could not afford any more infighting.
The two men before him were both exceptionally good at staying alive.
To put it bluntly, even if they failed this time, their space-time visual technique and Ryūchi Cave's Senjutsu would always give them a way to escape.
But he and Danzo would probably meet their end here. Obito might not save him a second time.