After analyzing all the overpowered combat forces of the four major ninja villages, a thought suddenly came to mind—
In the end, it still had to be Konoha.
It wasn't obvious at first, but if Konoha's combat power were truly distributed properly, there was actually a real chance they could win every battlefield.
Of course, the conditions required for that were extremely strict.
The five transmigrators would also experience their first separation since arriving in the ninja world.
The five of them stood side by side, gazing up at the night sky.
"Don't die out there."
"What kind of joke is that? If a transmigrator dies before the final ending, we'd get laughed at even after death."
"That's true."
"Hahahaha."
The Five Madmen of Konoha.
Officially stepping onto the stage.
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Konoha Base, Land of Rain
A base that originally housed three thousand people suddenly felt empty.
Only the first thousand ninja remained stationed there.
"Jiraiya, we're leaving. Stop staring at those three disciples you picked up all the time. You also need to keep a close eye on the situation in the Land of Rain."
"That's right, you idiot Jiraiya. At the end of the day they're still ninja from an enemy country. Don't teach them too much."
Orochimaru and Tsunade were saying their goodbyes to Jiraiya.
Both of them had been transferred to reinforce the battlefield in the Land of Rivers, which was on the verge of collapse.
Someone needed to remain stationed here in the Land of Rain.
So Jiraiya—who was still recovering from injuries—became the best candidate.
And while staying in the Land of Rain, Jiraiya had taken in three young disciples.
Despite Orochimaru and Tsunade trying to stop him countless times, they still couldn't change Jiraiya's determination to teach them.
If Aburame Shiken and the others knew about this, they would probably just shrug it off.
After all, the way of heaven follows certain constants. Small trends can be changed, but the grand current of fate cannot be reversed.
In truth, they simply felt they hadn't taken enough advantage of their "all-knowing" benefits yet and wanted to squeeze out a few more rounds.
...
After everyone left the Land of Rain, Aburame Shiken arrived first with his squad and successfully met up with more than a hundred Aburame clan ninja brought by the clan head.
"Shiken, this time we'll all follow your lead. However you say we fight, that's how we'll fight."
The Aburame clan head spoke bluntly the moment they met.
Aburame Shiken didn't stand on ceremony.
"Thank you for your trust, Clan Head. The Aburame will win this battle."
"We will win!"
"We will win!"
Shiken then went to meet the supreme commander of this battlefield—Torifu.
But to his surprise, there was an unexpected delight waiting.
"Torifu-sama… Minato? What are you doing here?"
The moment Shiken entered, he saw the bright, sunny smile of Namikaze Minato.
"Jiraiya-sensei said nothing major should happen where he is for the time being, so he told me to gain some experience by visiting different battlefields. Orochimaru-sama and Tsunade-sama both went to the Land of Rivers. Kamito and Hiyasu went to the coastal front together. On Hideki's side, Shikaku also departed. You're the only one without reinforcements here, so I came to see if I could help."
"Ahem."
The plump Torifu quickly coughed twice.
Kids these days really didn't know how to talk.
No reinforcements? Then what am I?
Wait—that's not right. I'm the supreme commander here. You're supposed to listen to me.
"Sorry, Torifu-sama. I didn't mean anything by it. I was just worried that when Shiken gets to work, he won't have enough help."
Minato explained with complete sincerity.
Torifu looked at him strangely.
Young man… so inexperienced.
At a time like this, you should just quietly stand to the side.
Besides, did you really explain anything just now? Why do I still feel annoyed?
Well… considering how handsome you are, I'll let it slide.
Definitely not because you're Jiraiya's disciple and Hiruzen's grand-disciple.
"Aburame Shiken, right? You should already understand the current situation on this battlefield."
"Yes. The Stone Village excels at large-scale, organized warfare. They don't rush recklessly for merit and instead advance step by step. They're already close to forcing Konoha out of the battlefield in the Land of Grass. More importantly, the Stone Village has only deployed five thousand ninja so far, and the Third Tsuchikage hasn't even arrived at the battlefield yet."
"Good. Since you understand, what do you plan to do next? I heard from Orochimaru that the battle in the Land of Rain was planned by you—and that it was executed extremely well."
"Torifu-sama… what level of casualties would make the Stone Village feel real pain, but not anger them enough to go all out against Konoha?"
"Oh? Go on. Tell me your idea."
Torifu listened quietly as Aburame Shiken laid out his plan.
War was truly a complicated thing.
Sometimes victory was defeat, and defeat was victory.
Without an overwhelming advantage, every battle was a multidimensional contest of strategy.
...
Meanwhile, the Stone Village also received news—that the Aburame clan had arrived on the battlefield.
Kitsuchi immediately halted the army's offensive plan.
He ordered the troops to retreat 10 kilometers, keep their retreat routes open, construct bunkers, and strengthen defensive lines.
The posture shifted from offense to defense.
The most cautious man in the Stone Village was living up to his reputation.
At the same time, he quickly reported the arrival of the Aburame clan to the Third Tsuchikage.
Kitsuchi's thoughts were simple:
I've got a father to handle the thinking. Why should I bother with all that?
...
Stone Village
Ōnoki looked at the report in his hands about the Aburame clan arriving at the battlefield.
Then he looked at another report—one stained with blood.
It was the final message sent by a spy who had infiltrated Konoha for many years before dying.
The commander who led the battle that wiped out five thousand Rain ninja with zero casualties…
Was not Orochimaru.
It was a twelve-year-old boy named Aburame Shiken.
No—
When he commanded that battle, the kid had only been eleven.
Kitsuchi's decision had been absolutely correct.
When facing a genius like this, the safest approach was to remain steady and cautious.
Geniuses always take unconventional paths—one step a hero, the next a criminal.
And what they fear most are opponents who advance steadily and methodically.
Experience was the one thing young geniuses lacked the most.
But geniuses…
Stone Village desperately wanted them too.
Konoha truly was fortunate.
Geniuses emerged there one after another—impossible to kill them all, impossible to wipe them out completely.
"Send orders. Three thousand Stone ninja, led by Azuma Shibito as commander, will head to the battlefield and follow Kitsuchi's command."
"Inform Kitsuchi: hold the position and wait for the right opportunity."
Ōnoki quickly issued his orders.
No one understood Konoha's danger better than he did.
But no one understood better than Ōnoki how terrifying Konoha could be when pushed to the brink.
Fighting Konoha?
Stone Village would certainly show up to help stir the chaos.
But risk everything?
Absolutely not.
At most, they would tie down part of Konoha's forces.
As for personally going to the battlefield—
Ever since the Second Raikage and Second Hokage were assassinated during negotiations, and the Second Tsuchikage and Second Mizukage killed each other…
Every village had endured long periods of chaos.
With those lessons in mind, what Kage would casually step onto the battlefield anymore?
The Third Raikage—that brainless fool—didn't count.
As long as Dodai remained alive, the Cloud Village would never collapse.
Damn it… Dodai was originally a talent from the Stone Village.
Those shameless barbarians of the Cloud Village stole him.
It seemed the Third Kazekage had also gone to the battlefield.
What an ignorant young fool.
In the entire ninja world, only Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Mizukage, and I are truly wise.
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