"Third wave, fire!" White Rose shouted. Hundreds of ninjutsu immediately filled the sky. The Kirigakure ninjas were in for bad luck, falling in large swaths.
"Attack, all of you! No retreating!" someone in the Land of Water forces shouted.
Kimimaro heard it clearly and saw the ninja who had shouted. He sneered inwardly, All he knows is how to shout slogans. He's hiding farther back than anyone else. He's obviously a coward afraid of death.
"The enemy isn't terrifying. Everyone, make sure to protect yourselves! We can definitely create a miracle!" White Rose encouraged them.
Several people stood atop a mountain peak a kilometer away, watching the battle. Among them was a sleazy-looking man with a small mustache. He was the commander of the Land of Water's reserve army for its invasion of the Land of Fire. His reserves were currently stationed at the harbor, ready to reinforce the Land of Water's main force at any time. Several deputies stood beside him, all carefully watching the battle unfold. Suddenly, the mustached man roared at his subordinates, "You bunch of idiots! You can't even get within twenty meters of those hundred people!"
One of the deputies hurriedly explained, "My lord, it isn't that our army's attacks aren't fierce. It's just that every one of those hundred people has ninjutsu scrolls. The weakest of them are A-rank ninjutsu. Even more terrifying, the attacks released by those scrolls have an incredibly long range, reaching thirty meters. Our ninjas simply can't attack them."
"Order everyone to attack! Charge together! I refuse to believe that a mere hundred people can stop our army of ten thousand!" The mustached man's mustache bristled upward.
"My lord, all ten thousand are to join the attack?" the deputy asked.
"All of them! At any cost, kill every last one