Being in Konoha, starting with an immortal body

In May, the army of the Republic re-established a defensive line eighty miles away from the capital and did not ambush the additional reinforcements sent by all parties.

In the capital, Nagato enrolled orphans sent from all over the country one after another, and students who were originally preparing to enter the secret passage were also sent out to take action.

Gao Ming's words inspired him. Their enemies were daimyo and nobles, not ninja villages. Fighting to the death with ninjas was the most unwise approach.

On the 12th, Itachi led some students who graduated early through the secret passage to the outside of the ninja army's encirclement, heading to the nearest medium-sized city.

The Kingdom of Rain has a small territory, and it has endured wars all year round, so its population is not sufficient. Except for the two capitals, no city has a population of more than 200,000.

Among these two cities, there are only seven medium-sized cities with a permanent population of more than 100,000, and the remaining villages and towns have a population of less than 100,000.

Every medium-sized city has a garrison of a great nobleman who is related to the daimyo.

And Itachi's target this time was this noble.

That night, artillery fire outside the capital's defense line shook the sky, and the news that the first siege force was completely wiped out quickly spread to all the daimyo.

There are three thousand ninja legions, but because they are all mercenaries, except for the ninjas who are established in the ninja village and can get pensions by relying on the ninja village, the death of other wandering ninjas and rebellious ninjas will be in vain, and the daimyo does not need to be sent out at all. money.

Therefore, for the various daimyo, apart from losing face, this battle is harmless and the losses are not big. They can still continue to launch armies of this size several times.

But the more high-ranking people are, the more they value face. Therefore, in addition to the daimyo of the Land of Fire, various countries have successively increased funds and sent a large number of ninjas to the Land of Rain for reinforcements.

Reinforcements arrived, but it was still difficult to advance. The bombing all over the battlefield deterred the army.

However, the Fire Country, which is adjacent to the Rain Country, has no intention of caring about the affairs of the Republic at this moment.

The Kingdom of Fire, outside the capital city.

Thirty thousand troops, mostly ordinary soldiers, came to the city and surrounded this royal city that had been prosperous for nearly a hundred years.

Under dusk, the national flag on the city was crumbling.

Just three months ago, the rise of republican doctrine that spread from the Land of Rain to all parts of the world caused dissatisfaction among daimyo and nobles.

Under the bloody order, no one will be left alive, and anyone who discusses or participates in republican affairs will be killed.

And most of them are just ordinary literati and some nobles who have lost power. How can they resist the suppression of daimyo and those nobles in power?

In despair, a surprising news spread among the people.

The old daimyo was not killed by Konoha's assassins, but was poisoned by the current daimyo.

Patricide and usurping the throne!

Outrageous!

The news came from nowhere and spread throughout the Fire Nation in a short period of time. The people were surprised, and the reputation of the Daimyo in the Ming Dynasty fell to the bottom overnight.

What was even more shocking was that the youngest son of the eldest brother actually escaped from the royal city and personally exposed the ugly face of his royal brother. Then he raised his arms and sent out three hundred troops to attack the rebels. Nobles everywhere were in a dilemma and couldn't make a choice. Except for the nobles in the nearby capital who had already expressed their stance on the daimyo, who chose to send troops to fight against him, the nobles in other remote areas chose to protect themselves wisely and did not help each other.

The mere three hundred people were all ordinary warriors, so the daimyo naturally looked down upon them. He only sent nearby nobles to send troops to encircle and suppress them, and then focused on the Kingdom of Rain.

But what he didn't expect was that in just the first month of the siege, more than a dozen nobles with military power in the territory were either killed suddenly or imprisoned, and their territories were all inherited by their descendants. And these people actually All are republican supporters.

At this moment, the little prince happened again. He will lead the people to build a brand new Kingdom of Fire, a brand new country representing the people and hope.

Although these words were a little weird coming from the mouth of a successor to the feudal monarchy, those aristocratic children who betrayed their own class for the sake of the republic felt inexplicably inspired.

In two months, rebellions broke out all over the country, and the daimyo was furious. Only then did he realize that someone was doing something secretly. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for nobles and ministers to die inexplicably.

No longer hesitating, he immediately contacted Konoha and issued a mission to cleanse the country of rebellion.

But what is desperate is that overnight, all his orders fell into stone. No matter how many envoys and martial arts he sent, no one came back to reply.

He seemed to be completely cut off from Konoha, and subsequently, not only his contact with Konoha, but also his contact with nobles everywhere.

His orders could not leave the royal city at all. A huge shadow shrouded the royal city, causing the daimyo and officials to live in endless depression.

Without the unified deployment of daimyo, nobles in various places either fought on their own, or regarded the rebellion as nothing and huddled in their territories to recharge their batteries.

In just one month, the Land of Fire fell into endless chaos. Konoha ninjas had to deal with banditry that broke out in various places every day, and were unable to care about the battle between the noble army and the republican army.

On May 8, the Republican army gathered under the banner of the little prince. Under his leadership, he sent troops northward, with the capital as the primary goal, cutting off the connections between various places and the capital.

In just four days, the people in the city were scattered and in chaos. At this moment, all the officials in the royal city remembered that they were too weak and sick to help them and left one after another. There were only a few attendants left in the huge royal city to guard the great name of the country. The city only exists in a blink of an eye.

Torches gathered outside the capital, dozens of huge fires were lit a hundred meters away from the city gate, and the Republican army lined up in front of the city.

However, the gate that should have been closed in front of them was quietly opened, and all the defenders on the city came down and stood on both sides of the city to welcome Master Wang.

The leaders of the imperial guards who guarded the royal city also knelt in front of the crowd and waited for the new master's forgiveness.

The little prince stood at the front. He was only thirteen years old, but he was surprisingly calm looking at the scene in front of him. The night wind blew across his young cheeks, and countless people's eyes were on him.

He stepped forward slowly, followed closely by a guard wearing a whirlpool mask.

Under the moonlight, his hair was moved by the breeze, and his thin body seemed to be about to fall down at any time. He squatted down to help the general who defended the city, and the two of them looked at each other, but his eyes were particularly bright.

"General Yin, please rise. The cause of the Republic cannot be separated from you."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the royal city in the distance.

I don't know when a faint fire started to light up there.

"Lord Pingyuan, the daimyo set himself on fire!"

The sound of horse hooves was heard, and someone came to him to report, but no one said anything. They expected that a big name in the city would do such a thing.

His nobles, his officials, his soldiers and the guards around him are all leaving him step by step. Self-immolation is the most dignified way to die.

Perhaps the former glory of the Fire Country will disappear along with this fire.

"Lord Pingyuan, let's go to the city first. It's getting late."

Pingyuan looked at the masked guard beside him and nodded, and then the army behind him entered the capital in an orderly manner.

This royal city, which had been at peace for hundreds of years, changed hands the moment the flag was changed.

[However, is what we are doing really a republic? 】