An hour passed.
On the battlefield, both the Uchiha shinobi and the Allied Forces shinobi had gradually grown exhausted, with their chakra nearly depleted.
But the battle still had not ended. Once ninjutsu could no longer be used, they resorted to hand-to-hand combat.
The clash of blades against blades, the most brutal close-quarters combat between people—yet to the Uchiha shinobi, this was exactly what they most wanted to see.
Any shinobi who knew even a little about the Uchiha understood this. When fighting the Uchiha, one absolutely must not engage them in close combat, much less fight them one-on-one when their strength was evenly matched.
The advantage the Sharingan provided in close combat was enough to put even Kekkei Genkai like the Byakugan and Shikotsumyaku at a disadvantage.
The Uchiha Clan's chakra was not scarce. On the contrary, apart from the Senju and Uzumaki Clans, the Uchiha shinobi could be considered to possess vast amounts of chakra.
The chakra required to maintain the Sharingan was nearly negligible. Uchiha shinobi fighting on the battlefield would never deactivate their Sharingan until the very end.
Uchiha shinobi generally fought in groups. Fighting alone was a fatal mistake for any shinobi.
More than a dozen Uchiha shinobi were surrounded by layers of Allied Forces shinobi, trapped in a desperate struggle.
One Allied Forces shinobi after another fell beneath the Uchiha shinobi's blades. They intended to wear them down through sheer numbers.
The higher-ups had issued an absolute order: even if it meant exchanging lives, they had to forcibly eliminate the Uchiha shinobi. To them, killing even one Uchiha shinobi was a profit.
"Give up. You're merely making a futile struggle."
"If you surrender, perhaps we'll let you die a little more comfortably."
These words of surrender, filled with psychological warfare, had no effect on