"I understand what you mean, Father."
The battlefield was full of uncertainty. A gust of wind might blow his clothes aside, and if Muzan were exposed to direct sunlight, he would suffer the terrifying effect of spontaneous combustion.
He would certainly die then.
Muzan was undoubtedly strong, but he also had obvious weaknesses.
"As for reducing casualties on the battlefield, I do have a plan."
Preserving the people while losing territory and preserving territory while losing the people were two entirely different concepts. As long as they had enough ninja, the loss of territory would only be temporary.
"We can set up Explosive Tags in advance, pretend to be defeated during our battle with the Hidden Cloud Village, and then withdraw quickly."
Muzan paused here, looked up at his father, and said with slight hesitation,
"They must believe we have truly been defeated. Therefore, we need powerful people to remain behind, and we must suffer a certain number of casualties!"
Dodai and Killer B were no fools. Dodai in particular, as the commander, had experienced wars large and small. Combined with his position as the Raikage's advisor, deceiving him without paying a price was impossible.
The first condition was easy enough to fulfill. Whether it was Sakumo or the Ino-Shika-Cho team, they had the ability to withdraw on their own.
But the latter condition was extremely harsh. They had to provide a group of expendable pawns!
There was absolutely no room for negotiation in this matter.
At that moment, Muzan saw Sakumo's movements suddenly stiffen, and he could not help but sigh inwardly. His father was a fine superior, but not a qualified commander.
If Orochimaru were here, he would agree with Muzan without hesitation. He might even remain behind himself.
But for Sakumo Hatake, sacrificing the lives of his