The slaughter on the main battlefield in the Land of Frost continued. As time passed, it showed no sign of stopping and only grew more frenzied.
Both the White Zetsu Army and the Allied Shinobi Forces had lost their heads to the smell of blood that permeated the battlefield.
No one remembered when the battle had begun or how it had turned into this.
The only thought in anyone's mind was to kill every enemy before them!
Even at the cost of their own lives, they had to kill every enemy.
At this point, even Kakashi Hatate, commander of the Third Division, could no longer hold his subordinates back.
He could only use his strengths as best he could, deploying the ninja in front of the White Zetsu Army to deny the enemy any chance of breaking through their position.
"Liaison Unit? Where's the Liaison Unit?"
"Sir, here!"
"Contact headquarters and ask when the reinforcements will finally arrive!"
Kakashi's hair was disheveled, and his one exposed eye was bloodshot. Clearly, the pressure of the battlefield was so great that even he was struggling to bear it.
"Reporting, headquarters says the reinforcements will appear soon!"
The same answer again!
Kakashi scratched his head in agitation. He could barely hold back what he wanted to say, but in the end, he restrained himself.
As commander, he could not lose his reason, no matter the circumstances.
Otherwise, this force would be finished.
"Order all reserves onto the battlefield! Everyone, get up there!"
"...Yes!"
After giving the order, Kakashi tightened his forehead protector, his expression turning exceptionally grave.
"Let's go. It's our turn!"
"Yes!"
At last, under the onslaught of a White Zetsu Army numbering over sixty thousand, nearly seventy thousand, Kakashi led the last of the ninja to the front.
The most frenzied