After sending out the distress signal, Hatake Sakumo immediately led his men in retreat toward the Konoha camp. He refused to get entangled with a large number of enemies. If they were surrounded by a large force, the losses would be severe. Hatake Sakumo was confident he could fight his way out, but the others... that would be difficult.
"Quick, quick, quick! Surround them!!!"
"Don't let them get away!!!"
A large number of sand shinobi rapidly closed in, intending to surround and eliminate Hatake Sakumo and his group. The prelude to the war had not lasted long, but it had already left Sunagakure thoroughly frustrated.
Konoha's people were too cunning—or perhaps too cowardly. The moment they sensed something was wrong, they immediately retreated, fully embodying the essence of this tactic.
As soon as they felt that anything was off, they withdrew at once. Because of this, Sunagakure's large-scale encirclements had failed several times, making Rasa, who had arranged everything, stomp in fury.
Konoha simply refused to play by the rules. Weren't they supposed to defend their positions to the death? What did it mean to run whenever the enemy had greater numbers and things felt wrong? Were Sunagakure's people really that terrifying? Since the war began, Sunagakure had suffered the most casualties!!!
Why the hell were you Konoha people running?
And so, upon discovering Hatake Sakumo and his group, the sand shinobi became excited and rushed forward, intending to surround them. Unfortunately, they overestimated themselves and underestimated Hikaru's orders and Konoha's Shinobi's ability to carry them out.
"Slash!!!"
In the darkness of the night, a brilliant blade flash streaked through the air like a silver bolt of lightning, like the fang of some enormous beast. Screams immediately rang out.
"Konoha's White Fang!!!"
"It's Konoha's White Fang!!!"
The sand shinobi rushing