Chiyu stood at the front of the group, expressionlessly watching the ninjas who had already split into two teams.
Five days had passed since they had requested reinforcements from Konoha.
Considering the distance between Konoha and the Land of Hot Water, along with the time needed to arrange ninja support, it would probably take at least another day and a half for reinforcements to arrive in the Land of Hot Water.
So, Chiyu and the others' task now was to withstand the pressure from the Cloud Ninjas for these thirty-six hours and hold as much of the line as possible.
Standing at the back of the group, Jiraiya sighed. "He really is just like you, that disciple of yours. And he's very capable too. It's just that his personality is far too cold. Everyone here is a comrade—why did he have to say such heartless things?"
Orochimaru retorted, "As a leader, there is no distinction between comrades. There are only commanders and subordinates. Only then can Chiyu make the most accurate judgments without being influenced by other factors.
Chiyu's approach is the correct one. Rules must be established first; only then can orders be carried out without fail. Otherwise, everything will fall into chaos. How could anyone command the team properly?"
Orochimaru cast Jiraiya a sidelong glance. "Jiraiya, you are too sentimental on the battlefield, which is why you are constrained at every turn. Sometimes, when something must be discarded, it must be discarded. Otherwise, it will lead to even greater losses."
Jiraiya sighed. "That's why I'm not suited to lead in battle. Still, Chiyu seems cold toward everyone, and that won't do. The main issue is that Minato and he don't get along either. Otherwise, I'd really like them to become partners. Ah, what a shame.
But then again,