Chapter 959: Chapter 56: Assault_3
The earth and sky are the perfect stage for his Gold Sand Ninjutsu. As long as the air units of the Land of Demons are defeated, their resistance becomes insignificant.
Believing that he has accounted for all aspects of the Land of Demons, Rasa perceives no obvious errors in his plan. Therefore, victory is nearly within reach.
The two thousand Hidden Sand Ninjas accompanying Rasa are also confident. Concerning the upcoming battle, there is no need to consider the possibility of failure—only how much they might gain as victors, which is of utmost importance.
Setting out at dawn, this force has been advancing at high speed.
The target is clear: first reach the Land of Bear, then turn toward the Land of Demons.
This is the most convenient and safest route to the Land of Demons.
Along the way, Hidden Sand Ninjas are responsible for intelligence and communications, ensuring the route remains clear and safe.
A vast desert stretches endlessly as the two thousand-strong Hidden Sand force presses forward. Except for a ten-minute break at noon for rest and a meal, the entire day is spent traveling to swiftly leave the desert region of the Land of Wind.
For ninjas, this is basic training. Ninjas, accustomed to frequent missions, would not waste time and energy on rest and meals.
Particularly, the harsh environment of the Land of Wind has forged their fearless combat spirit.
"Lord Kazekage, after another ten kilometers, we will reach the Land of Bear."
At dusk, a Jonin approached to report, pointing ahead.
"We’ll stop here for today, enter the Land of Bear in the morning. Pass the order: the whole army camps here."
Rasa waved his hand and instructed.
"Yes."
The Hidden Sand Jonin nodded, turned around, and left to relay Rasa’s order.
After the order was conveyed, the Hidden Sand forces halted, and the logistics team began setting up camp, trying to complete it before nightfall.
Although Rasa is eager to unite with Maki’s forces, realistically, it will take at least two to three days to traverse the Land of Bear and reach the Land of Demons’ border.
To ensure the troops maintain full combat energy upon entering the Land of Demons, appropriate rest is essential.
Soon, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the desert environment darkened.
A Hidden Sand reconnaissance team patrolled around the camp, surveying the surroundings.
Expecting nothing unusual, the Hidden Sand reconnaissance team suddenly noticed something amiss in front of the camp.
"What’s wrong?"
Perceiving his companion’s strange expression, a Chunin inquired.
His companion, holding binoculars, could clearly see far into the distance, noticing a figure swiftly approaching the camp.
No, this person had no intention of hiding at all, directly exposed in his view.
"Something’s happening."
Grave words left his lips.
"How many people?"
"One person."
"One person? Could it be a wandering traveler?"
The Chunin beside him showed surprise, then calmed down, expressing his suspicion.
No matter what, facing two thousand ninjas led by the Fourth Kazekage himself, would be foolish for one person to attack alone. Such a fool surely doesn’t exist in the Ninja Realm.
On the contrary, if it’s a traveler accidentally lost in the desert, that’s entirely plausible.
"No, the person is clearly heading towards the camp, and... that face..."
Lying cautiously concealed on the sand, using binoculars to scrutinize the intruder’s face, the Hidden Sand ninja felt a cold sweat trickle down his forehead, his throat making a gulping sound, feeling a sudden chill.
"Damn, run! She’s already spotted us!"
Suddenly, the Hidden Sand ninja sprang up from the sand in terror, fleeing recklessly backward.
The Chunin companion next to him reacted immediately. Although he hadn’t seen the uninvited guest, the panic-tinged warning from his comrade indicated that the visitor posed a high level of danger, beyond their capacity to handle.
In such moments, it’s crucial to convey this vital intelligence to the camp.
Yet, just as both of them began to take action, a suffocating pressure descended on them.
With a soft thud.
A dark red blade pierced through the back of the Hidden Sand Chunin to the chest. His body convulsed before collapsing stiffly.
The Hidden Sand ninja with binoculars turned around, facing the woman who was already within reach. A bitter taste arose from deep within his tongue, his heart racing with unease.
He brandished his kunai, ready to fight.
The figure blurred momentarily, vanishing from his sight.
The Hidden Sand ninja saw only the kunai in his hand split in half, its top part falling to the sand.
Suddenly, his neck throbbed with pain, where a chilling slit had appeared without notice, gushing with blood. The Hidden Sand ninja fell with reluctance.
Ruri didn’t glance at the two corpses behind her. She gently raised her hand, the dark red blade in her right hand disappearing like a phantom, with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan activated, its red glow focused on the Hidden Sand camp.
"This distance seems just about right. Let’s test it with this."
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