Everyone saw the immediate benefits that violence brought, and one after another, they threw themselves into the next round of plundering.
Although the spoils were distributed unevenly, the commoners were still satisfied. They had once struggled even to feed and clothe themselves, but now the wealth brought by plunder had changed their lives.
Each time they conquered new territory, they celebrated. Wealth united them and temporarily suppressed the eruption of internal conflicts.
However, as their power continued to grow, so did their ambitions.
Some rogue ninjas and resistance leaders within the rebel army began to grow dissatisfied with raiding small villages and oases. Their gaze gradually turned toward the capital of the Land of Wind.
"As long as we can take the capital, the wealth of those Feudal Lords and nobles will surpass everything we have accumulated in the past," a rogue ninja leader said at a secret meeting.
The capital symbolized the Land of Wind's power and wealth, and the resistance leaders knew that once they captured it, they would be able to completely control the Land of Wind's future.
For now, however, they waited—waited for a better opportunity, waited for a blow deadly enough to weaken the Land of Wind's defenses.
The capital of the Land of Wind lay far away. Though the flames of rebellion had already spread across the surrounding oases and territories, the Feudal Lord remained immersed in a false sense of security.
The bureaucrats concealed most of the intelligence about the resistance, and the upper ranks of the Land of Wind gradually lost their grip on reality amid songs and revelry.
Meanwhile, in the shadows, the resistance forces were gathering strength.
They continued to pillage, expand, and arm themselves. Behind them were the precise tactics of Sunagakure rogue ninjas; ahead of them were the