As Long As Konohagakure Perform Normally, They Will Definitely Lose This Battle!

When Aoba used shadow clones before, he found that it would be easy to mess up as long as there were more shadow clones. Even he himself would mess up. This also explains why Naruto sometimes messes up when there were many shadow clones.

The root of this was that there were no proper arrangements.

It was the same for Naruto.

If it was an extremely simple task, such as hundreds and thousands of shadow clones dealing with a target and continuously attacking, then it would be okay.

However, if it was a relatively more complicated tactical attack, then the more shadow clones there were, the harder it would be to control them.

There was a very simple principle here.

When each shadow clone appeared, what each shadow clone thought was the same. They did know the plan, and also knew where the shadow clone was needed, but they were not clear on which part of the shadow clone was needed.

If the number of clones was relatively small, he could freely distribute them, but there would always be some trouble if there were more.

Because of this.

Aoba found a way to improve it.

When he was planning the task, he used the method of dividing the plan and marked out which part was Plan A and which part was Plan B, in turn.

This way, after using the shadow clone.

Although these shadow clones all knew the overall plan, they could use different types of plans to determine the parts they were going to complete. To a large extent, they would avoid being flustered. This way, when the shadow clone completed the plan, it would be more efficient.

After Aoba arranged the three shadow clones assignment.

He immediately used Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique) and returned to Anbu's dormitory.

There was no one in his room now.

There was also a half-written book on the table.

Aoba walked over, buckled the book, put it in his pocket, and then pushed the door open and walked out of the dormitory.

Just after he walked out.

He immediately saw Anbu standing in the corridor outside the dormitory. These Anbu were not wearing masks, and their expressions were different.

Some were excited.

Some were depressed.

Obviously.

The news that they were about to go to the battlefield had already spread out. Although it had not been officially announced, everyone had already had different reactions to this matter.

Aoba did not care too much about these people.

He directly left Anbu's dormitory and walked in the direction of Ramen Ichiraku. Now he planned to chat with Teuchi and say goodbye. After all, war was relatively cruel. He had to greet the few acquaintances and friends in the village.

Aoba strolled along Konohagakure's streets.

Overall.

This place once again showed a lonely and desolate appearance.

This situation was similar to when the Third Ninja World War first erupted a few months ago. However, the flames of war did not spread to Konohagakure. The villagers gradually became less worried.

Now the situation had changed again.

The people in the village returned to their usual nervous state, afraid that the battle would reach the village.

Aoba walked all the way.

He saw the state of the villagers.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Even though Hiruzen had been in power for ten years and had done many actions to love and protect people, he had successfully bought over a large portion of the people's hearts, but it didn't make them feel completely at ease with him. Their current state was very typical of having no sense of security.

To a certain extent.

This was also Hiruzen's failure!

Soon.

Aoba arrived at Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House.

He directly lifted the curtain and walked in. After that, he sat on the right side of the seat. There was no one here now. It seemed that they were affected by the outbreak of war.

"Aoba, why are you here?" When Teuchi saw Aoba, his eyes obviously froze for a moment. Obviously, he did not expect to see Aoba at this time, which made him feel a little surprised.

"Brother Teuchi, I am here to tell you something. In the future, I will go to the battlefield." Aoba said lightly. When he said these words, he was quite emotional. He had been in the ninja world for more than a year. Now he could calmly face the matter of going to the battlefield. However, he was not willing to reveal his strength. This trip was just a trip.

"You want to go to the battlefield?" After hearing Aoba's words, Teuchi looked at Aoba deeply, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Actually, it was not me who wanted to go, but the order came, and I had to go." Aoba stared at Teuchi and explained.

"In that case, is Minato coming back soon?" Teuchi had been staring at Aoba. He vaguely felt that it was not a bad thing for Aoba to go to the battlefield.

"It should be soon." Aoba nodded. He also wanted to do this. He had to give Minato a mess that no one else could clean up when he returned.

"Aoba, you have to be careful and pay attention to your safety. I don't have anything to give you, so I'll treat you to a bowl of ramen." Teuchi told Aoba.

"Thank you." Aoba nodded. He could feel the rare care from Teuchi, which made him feel that even if this was the ninja world, it was still very warm.

"Wait a moment." Teuchi looked at the boiling pot in front of him and began to prepare the ramen.

A few minutes later.

Teuchi fished out the cooked noodles, placed them in the bowl, poured the soup and other ingredients, and then handed them to Aoba.

"I added a sausage and two eggs to this bowl of ramen. I hope you can have a good meal before you leave. When you arrive at the battlefield, you have to be careful at all times and have a sense of propriety. Don't fall into the gutter!"

Teuchi handed the ramen in his hand to Aoba. After he placed it on the table, the aroma of the hot ramen spread out and instantly filled the Noodle House.

"I understand."

Aoba directly picked up the chopsticks and sent the noodles into his mouth. I have to say that the food in the ninja world was still very pleasant

Aoba casually chatted with Teuchi for a while.

After saying his goodbye, Aoba left Ramen Ichiraku and returned to the direction of Anbu's dormitory.

Just as Aoba returned to Anbu's dormitory, the ninjas there had already started to gather up.

"Aoba, hurry up. You're not here just now at the roll call!"

At this time, a ninja waved to Aoba. Aoba did not know this person, but many of the ninjas here knew his name because of Teacher Bai's story. They "mistakenly" thought that the author was Aoba, and only later found out that it was Fugaku.

"Okay."

Aoba immediately stood up. They all stood at the entrance of Anbu's dormitory, looking like they were waiting for someone to give orders.

A while later.

The white-robed Anbu appeared in everyone's sight.

This Anbu was Hokage's Anbu Captain.

Including Aoba.

Everyone was very surprised by the appearance of this person. No one had thought that this person would personally lead the team. If this person left, then what about Hokage's Anbu?

However...

Obviously, this problem was not something they should consider.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The white-robed Anbu cleared his throat and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Now that everyone is gathered here, there is a very important matter to tell you. Presumably, many of you have already received the news and are mentally prepared!" The white-robed Anbu's voice slowly sounded. His voice was not loud, but it was quiet enough to let everyone clearly hear every word he said.

For a moment.

The scene was silent.

Everyone's gaze fell on this white-robed Anbu.

"At this time, Iwagakure's army is pressing down on the border, and the ninja army has already arrived at the border of the Country of Fire!"

"Now the border is in a critical state and needs immediate support."

"I am honored to tell you..."

"We will be the first batch of ninjas to go to the battlefield!"

The white-robed Anbu paused for a moment after he said this. He seemed to want to hear the answer of the people here. After all, from what he said, being able to become the first batch of ninjas to go to the battlefield was a very lucky thing. Otherwise, you will not be able to go if you want to.

"..."

Everyone at the scene fell silent.

Even though many of them were mentally prepared to go to the battlefield, they still felt that something was wrong after hearing this.

"So..."

The white-robed Anbu did not wait for the result he wanted. He immediately opened his mouth and broke the awkwardness. He looked around the crowd and continued to speak.

"Time is of the essence. Every minute is very important. I will give you twenty minutes to prepare your things. We are about to set off for the frontline."

The white-robed Anbu said to everyone in an unquestionable tone. After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Sigh..."

"Only ten minutes!"

"This is too rushed!"

"I didn't expect it!"

"Don't talk about it. Hurry up and prepare! Don't be late!"

"Okay!"

"..."

Whispers sounded and then everyone scattered. Only Aoba was still standing in place, neither fast nor slow.

He had nothing to pack.

There was almost nothing in his room.

The rest were in Madara's coffin.

It could be said that...

Aoba was a person who could leave directly.

At this time, when Aoba listened to the discussion of these people, he realized that even in the ninja world, not everyone could immediately make sacrifices at any time. There will still be some criticism before going to the battlefield.

Of course.

There was still a reason for it.

That was that the white-robed Anbu had not done his mobilization work well.

When Aoba had been in school, he always listened to the speech given by the headmaster at the opening ceremony, which was more exciting than what this white-robed Anbu had said just now.

...

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Almost everyone who had just left had returned. The white-robed Anbu was also here.

"Set off!"

The white-robed Anbu nodded to the crowd. He did not explain the specific plan and the location of the destination clearly. He only told everyone to set off, so most of the people present were in a state of confusion.

Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish...

One figure after another followed behind the white-robed Anbu, leaping toward the direction of Konohagakure's main entrance.

Aoba followed the crowd.

He silently sized up this group of people.

He did not see Eaton's figure among them. Presumably, he was on another team. The team he was in now had a total of thirty people. When it comes to specific battles, it can be divided into more than ten teams.

"No wonder Konohagakure could not withstand Iwagakure's attack!"

When Aoba saw Konohagakure ninjas rushing to the front line chaotically following behind the white-robed Anbu like dumplings, he already understood that after Hiruzen became the Hokage, he did not pay attention to military preparation.

Not to mention the modern world, just comparing the level of orderliness of the ninjas sent by the other villages in the Fourth Ninja World War, it could be seen that Konohagakure ninjas who rushed to the front line could be described as a mob.

The leader, the white robe Anbu, was not capable enough. He did not have enough experience and skills and did not establish sufficient prestige to convince his subordinates. Especially to let Hokage's Anbu Captain lead an army. This operation was like sending an inexperienced leader to the frontline to lead. It simply explains the practice of shaking the morale of the army.

Aoba did not know much about the art of war.

This was not what he was good at.

However, he had seen enough TV dramas. Even if they were just acting, they were definitely not like this.

"It seems that I am thinking too much..."

"As long as Konohagakure plays normally, we will definitely lose this battle!"

"It is inevitable for Minato to rise up in the Third Ninja World War!"

"And now I believe even more..."

"If I don't let Minato die in the Kyuubi Rampage and let Hiruzen sit on the Hokage position, Konohagakure will not become this soft and weak again!"

Aoba's line of sight swept over the ninjas. He had seen the appearance of Iwagakure ninjas in the memories of the three ninjas who participated in the Chunin Exams. At least in terms of discipline, they were well-trained!