It has been nearly half a month since arriving at the Land of Rain battlefield, and Lin Yu has not completed a single one of his four missions. Three of them are impossible to complete, and he dares not attempt the other, fearing a beating.
In the large tent, Lin Yu, busy treating the injured, wiped the sweat from his face and sighed. There were still over half a month left. He wondered if he would have enough time and decided he needed to find an excuse to venture onto the battlefield and try his luck.
Alas, how could he find such an excuse?
Lin Yu’s expression dimmed, and he sighed again. This caused the middle-aged ninja lying on the bed to panic immensely. Was his life coming to an end?
But I only broke my limbs, could it be that I have an incurable disease!
Wuwu, Mother, I am sorry, forgive your unfilial son…
Lin Yu was unaware that his sighing and dejected demeanor had made the ninja he was treating think so much, even composing his final testament.
After skillfully bandaging and stabilizing his limbs, he moved on to the next injured person.
…
In the command tent.
Orochimaru sat at the head, with Jiraiya and Tsunade to his left and right. The rest were Konoha Jonin, about twenty or so. In the center was a sand table battlefield model.
Orochimaru looked at the sand table with a heavy expression and said, "Currently, there have been 26 small-scale group battles with the Rain Shinobi, 7 ambush battles, and no less than 15 encounters between elite squads. We have lost more than we've won, and the situation is very unfavorable for us!"
"Lord Orochimaru, although we haven't won any large-scale group battles, we can accept these losses. As long as we continue this small-scale combat method, once the Stone and Sand Shinobi are free…" a green-haired Jonin said confidently to Orochimaru.
Orochimaru didn't even glance at the man and looked down at his two teammates.
The green-haired Jonin, facing Orochimaru's disregard, dared not speak out in anger, only managing a symbolic cold snort before sitting down.
Tsunade stroked her fair chin in thought, "After so many battles, there hasn't been a single sighting of the 'Demigod' Hanzo of the Salamander. Even you and I have been on the battlefield, and we've clashed so many times… This is a probe! It seems Hanzo's appearance is not far off. Once he appears, it means he is fully prepared."
"I agree with Tsunade's opinion!" Jiraiya raised his hand in agreement.
"Hmm, I thought the same. Inform the front-line sensory units to strengthen their vigilance. If there's any movement, notify me immediately," Orochimaru nodded. He also thought so, as Hanzo's caution was well-known.
"Report! Report to Lord Orochimaru, an urgent report from the front line! Hanzo of the Salamander has appeared with a large army, and he is not far from here!" a Chūnin quickly burst into the tent to report to Orochimaru.
"What! What are the sensory units good for? The enemy is at our doorstep, and only now do we detect them. Truly a bunch of good-for-nothings!" Orochimaru's face turned grim. If this were to be the cause of defeat, he would bear great responsibility.
"Orochimaru, Tsunade, there's no time to discuss strategies. Let's go meet the legendary 'Demigod' of the Shinobi world."
"There is no other way."
…
Land of Rain battlefield.
Hanzo of the Salamander stared coldly at the three most prominent figures in front of him: Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya.
A voice, as cold as heavy metal, emanated from his mask: "I admire talented ninjas. I will give you three a chance: pledge your loyalty to me and conquer the Shinobi world together."
"Hmph, does your small Land of Rain deserve the allegiance of Konoha's princess?" Tsunade scoffed with disdain.
"Stop the nonsense, Hanzo. Attack! Let me experience the abilities of the 'Demigod' of the Shinobi world!" Jiraiya arrogantly shouted at Hanzo of the Salamander.
Orochimaru stuck out his tongue and smiled sinisterly, his gaze fixed on Hanzo, not letting his guard down.
"Since that is the case, my children, attack! Fight for the Hidden Rain Village, fight for me!"
Hanzo of the Salamander's fanatical followers surged forward. In their eyes, the God of Shinobi and the Asura of the Shinobi world were dead. No one in the entire Shinobi world could withstand even a single move from Lord Hanzo. Victory would surely be theirs!
"Attack! Maintain formation. The Akimichi clan as the vanguard, the Nara and Yamanaka clans as flank support. The remaining squads will cooperate and adapt as needed. Leave Hanzo of the Salamander to us!"
"Yes, Lord Orochimaru!"
The battle was about to begin. However, Lin Yu was still in the logistics medical department treating the wounded, unaware of everything. Tsunade had no time to notify him, nor was it necessary. After all, he was just a medical ninja and did not need to be on the battlefield.
*Whoosh!* Finally, Lin Yu stabilized the condition of this batch of injured, his expression somewhat pale.
While using the Healing Resuscitation Jutsu to treat the injured, he also discovered a phenomenon: his Healing Resuscitation Jutsu not only healed injuries but also helped them quickly recover chakra. The trade-off was that Lin Yu had to pay double the amount of chakra to supply the injured, making it quite impractical.
It was somewhat similar to Karin Uzumaki's constitution. As long as one bit her and absorbed her chakra, their injuries could be quickly healed, and their chakra replenished.
Lin Yu left the large tent, intending to rest for a while. He still had to consider the accumulated missions, which was a real headache.
Hmm? Why are there so few people moving around outside today? Have they all gone to a meeting? Or has Hanzo of the Salamander attacked?
Lin Yu casually pulled someone aside to ask about the situation. "Huh, you don't know? The 'Demigod' of the Shinobi world has already attacked our doorstep! Lord Orochimaru, Lord Tsunade, and Lord Jiraiya are currently engaging the enemy!" With that, the person quickly ran off.
As expected! This is the battle that will make the Sannin famous! After this battle, the names of the Sannin will be known throughout the Shinobi world.
And this is my last chance!
Lin Yu took off his white coat, put on his goggles, donned his trench coat, and darted towards the battlefield.
At this moment, on the battlefield, Hanzo of the Salamander and the Konoha Sannin had separated from the main forces and were engaging in combat on a plain. It was unavoidable; the power of their ninjutsu was too great, and their area of effect was too wide. They could accidentally kill their own men.
*Clang!*
Orochimaru blocked Hanzo's sickle with a kunai and seized the opportunity to ask, "How did you evade our sensory units' detection and infiltrate the camp so close?"
"Oh, you mean that? You'll know soon enough." Hanzo of the Salamander kicked Orochimaru away and then suddenly dodged from his original position.
"Painful Sky Foot!" *Boom!* The ground instantly cracked open, forming a large pit, with cracks spreading all around and rocks flying outwards.
"Orochimaru, be serious. We can interrogate him after we win!"
"What terrifying brute strength. If I were to be hit, even I wouldn't fare well," Hanzo of the Salamander calmly wiped his sickle. "Want to win against me? Go back and train for another twenty years. Kai-Inu-Yū-Shin-Mi, Summoning Jutsu!"
*Poof!* After a cloud of white smoke, an ugly, giant salamander appeared. It twisted its plump body and spat poison all around.
"So that's how it is. You swallowed ninjas into the salamander's belly to infiltrate? Infiltrating from deep underground, evading detection. Truly worthy of being Hanzo," Orochimaru licked his lips and said sinisterly.
"Orochimaru! Don't suddenly praise the enemy. Hurry up and use the antidote!" Jiraiya was speechless at his close friend. At a time like this, he still had the mood to compliment the enemy's tactics.