After killing all three Hidden Rock jonin, Qian swept his gaze across the rest of the battlefield, observing the situation.
In the later battles last night, perhaps because they had long since received orders allowing them to retreat, the upper ranks of the Rock Ninja had not shown much will to resist.
Without them taking the lead, the middle- and lower-ranking ninja naturally had not fought with much effort either.
Because of that, and because their side far outnumbered the enemy, the number of deaths each time had been far lower than in the first battle at the stronghold.
As a result, even now, they still had a little over four hundred people left.
By contrast, although Iwagakure had gathered quite a few people at this third-line Camp, their total numbers were only around two hundred.
So the battle on the field was still basically their side pressing the enemy down and beating them.
Even on the jonin side, aside from him fighting many at once, the others were also fighting with superior numbers.
Although the Rock Ninja had gathered the elites from several previous Camps, compared to them, they were still somewhat lacking.
After all, they had prepared in advance, and the elites they had gathered were far beyond what Iwagakure could match with such a hasty patchwork force.
If that were not the case, those above would never have felt at ease letting them carry out the coming containment mission. After all, without even thinking about it, one could know that the support force Iwagakure was about to send would definitely not be weak.
If their strength was insufficient, that would not be containment—it would be suicide.
Command Headquarters naturally could not send them to their deaths, so the personnel assigned had all exceeded normal specifications.
And that