Iwagakure!
"They've already come!"
Yuan Yu, who was in charge of the village's security, stood atop a watchtower outside the village, staring ahead with a complicated expression.
A vast mass of figures had entered his field of vision.
Though the distance was too great for Yuan Yu to make out their attire, he did not need to think to know that they were Konoha's ninja forces.
In fact, as early as last night, most of Iwagakure's ninja had received word that Konoha's forces had encamped not far outside the village.
Although he had not rested all night, Yuan Yu did not feel the slightest bit sleepy. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Though Yuan Yu was merely an ordinary guard, with strength that had only barely reached the level of a Special Jonin, he could still see the current situation clearly.
Iwagakure's Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, had been defeated and gone missing, his fate unknown. On top of that, Kitsuchi, Akatsuchi, Han, and Roshi had all gone to the front lines. There were only a few thousand ninja left in the entire village.
Although several village elders had stepped forward to take charge, they were old and frail, and their strength had greatly declined.
Under such circumstances, they could not change anything. Yuan Yu had even begun to harbor some complaints toward those elders.
After all, anyone could see the gap between Iwagakure and Konoha's ninja forces.
It was no exaggeration to say that the difference in their combat strength was immense. Not only did Iwagakure lack a single top-tier powerhouse, but it did not even have many Jonin.
Facing nearly ten thousand Konoha ninja, they did not stand the slightest chance of winning.
As a ninja, Yuan Yu was not afraid of death. What he worried about was his