Naruto: Starting as the Third Hokage with Tears in His Eyes

Chapter 481 A Unique Glimpse Here

Nara Shikaku lay sprawled behind a makeshift earthen wall, his face covered in mud and bloodstains. His eyes, which always held a hint of weariness, were now filled with solemnity.

In the air, the dull rumble unique to Earth Release ninjutsu intertwined with the sharp sound of flesh being torn apart, creating a nauseating battlefield symphony.

"Captain, we can't hold on much longer! Those bastards from Iwagakure are acting like lunatics!"

A Konoha Chunin roared, his voice sounding unusually fragile amidst the gaps in the explosions.

Shikaku didn't turn around; he was simply using his extraordinary brain to calculate at lightning speed.

Iwagakure's tactics are simple, brutal, yet exceptionally effective.

They are like a swarm of tireless worker ants, using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of burrowing technique) to build continuous defensive fortifications, and then launching endless attacks in the same way.

Rock projectiles, earth dragons, rock spears thrusting from the ground... they completely transformed this plain into their own domain, a sandbox they could mold at will.

Although the Konoha ninjas are elite, their advantage is being eroded little by little in this pure contest of strength and numbers.

For every rock-dwelling survivor who falls, it seems two new ones surge up from behind.

Their will was as firm as the rock beneath their feet.

Although the Hokage warned me... but who knew Onoki would be so good at amassing troops!

"Father, my experience is still far from enough..."

"Shadow Imitation Technique!"

Not far away, his clansmen successfully restrained a charging Iwagakure Jonin, and Yamanaka Inoichi's clansmen immediately took over the body, allowing him to stab his own teammate through the chest with a backhand.

Such targeted attacks are like a drop in the ocean compared to the sheer number of people in Iwagakure.

Nara Shikaku felt a wave of weakness wash over him.

It's like a game of chess with no end in sight, where the opponent uses an endless stream of pieces to slowly wear you down.

He could devise a hundred ingenious tactics, but in the face of this enormous meat grinder, any scheme would seem pale in comparison.

"This is so troublesome..."

He cursed under his breath; this was no longer a problem that could be solved by strategy.

Just then, a figure appeared silently behind him.

It's Minato Namikaze.

He was still wearing his ninja vest, completely out of place on the muddy, bloody battlefield.

There was no tension on his face, and his azure eyes were as calm as the sky after the rain.

"Nara Shikaku, thank you for your hard work."

Minato's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable power: "The appetizers are finished; we can now serve the main course."

Shikaku was taken aback. Before he could ask what the main course was, Minato had already turned around and disappeared in a few flashes.

A moment later, in a relatively safe depression behind the battle line, Minato gathered all the members of Team 7 and the Akatsuki squad.

"Minato-sensei!"

"teacher?"

Obito Uchiha wiped the rain from his face and asked breathlessly, "What do we do next?"

He was almost hit by a flying rock just now, and he's holding his breath for it.

"Um...."

Minato did not answer, but smiled and took out two huge scrolls from his pocket, gently laying them on the ground.

With a bang, the white smoke dissipated.

On the scroll, hundreds of uniquely shaped kunai were arranged in a dense and neat array.

Each one is shaped like a trident, with intricate jutsu patterns engraved on it that are completely incomprehensible to ordinary ninjas.

"This is……"

A hint of surprise emanated from beneath Kakashi Hatake's mask.

Yahiko and Nagato also came over. They could see that these kunai contained a very special chakra mark.

Minato didn't offer much explanation; his instructions were concise and clear.

"Spread out in three-person squads and...throw them all over the battlefield."

"This is that special kunai."

"I understand. Fortunately, we wiped out that unit last time, so the enemy probably doesn't know that..."

"Understood, Captain Minato!"

Yahiko reacted swiftly. He gave Minato a deep look, then grabbed a handful of kunai. "This is part of the strategy! Nagato, Konan, let's go!"

Xiao Xiao's team accepted the order without hesitation and went off to carry it out.

Kakashi glanced at the kunai, then at Minato, as if analyzing something.

He didn't ask any further questions, only saying to Obito and Rin, "Let's go."

"Hey! Kakashi, don't be so arrogant!"

Obito grumbled, but quickly grabbed a kunai and chased after them. "Rin, we can't lose to them!"

"Yes!" Nohara Rin nodded emphatically; she trusted every decision Minato-sensei made.

Soon, several young figures, like agile cheetahs, disappeared into the chaotic battlefield.

They simply moved swiftly across the battlefield, and with each swing of their wrists, a specially made kunai was precisely thrown.

Some were nailed to the earthen walls of Yanyin, some were stuck in the muddy ground, and some even fell in deserted corners where the corpses of both sides were piled up.

Same as last time.

At first, this scene did not attract the attention of Iwagakure.

"Captain! Those guys from Konoha seem to be running out of energy; they've started throwing kunai around randomly!"

A Hidden Stone Ninja mocked, pointing to a kunai that had fallen not far from his feet.

His captain, an experienced Jonin, merely glanced at it and snorted dismissively.

"It's just a death throes. Ignore that useless stuff, keep suppressing them with earth dragon bullets! Crush them completely!"

"yes!"

Similar conversations are playing out in every corner.

They viewed this as a meaningless and weak act of venting by the Konoha ninja under immense pressure.

Laughter and disdain rose and fell.

Unbeknownst to them, they were witnessing the birth of a legend, and the price they would pay was their lives.

As the last kunai was thrown, the young ninjas quickly retreated to the rear.

The entire battlefield, from east to west and from south to north, was dotted with hundreds of coordinates that flickered with faint chakra light.

They formed an invisible net, completely enveloping the combined forces of Iwagakure and Sunagakure.

In the temporary command post at the rear, Minato Namikaze slowly closed his eyes.

He stood there, seemingly one with the entire battlefield. The location of every coordinate point was clearly illuminated in his mind.

Right now.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

The person disappeared from the spot.