Naruto: The world has misled me a lot!

"No, this time it's a handwritten letter from the Land of Fire Daimyo Ogasawara Nagatoki and Konoha Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen."

Oonoki quickly took it, opened it, and his brows, which had originally been raised with joy, were twisted together.

"The Land of Fire and Konoha are really going too far!"

A white light flashed on his hand, and he was about to turn the two letters into dust, but he withdrew his hand at the last moment.

"No matter what, Iwagakure's primary target is the Land of Lightning. Let's solve this problem first and then deal with other problems."

The two urgent letters made the short and capable old man realize that he didn't have much time left to turn things around.

He then ordered,

"Let the Four-Tails and Five-Tails Jinchuriki prepare and work with me to stop the retreating Third Raikage. You will lead four divisions into the Land of Lightning to plunder its resources. Move quickly!"

"Yes!"

If it was the Third Raikage in good condition, Ohnoki was not sure he could stop him from breaking into his camp, but the long-haired barbarian had been seriously injured and his speed must have been greatly reduced. It was not certain whether he could dodge his Dust Release.

To be on the safe side, the old man with rosacea took a safety measure and kept Lao Zi and Han by his side in case of any accidents.

After all, Konoha is still watching closely.

The golden flash that was chasing the Third Raikage was no match for him. The elusive Flying Thunder God Technique was most effective against a standing mage like him.

If it weren't for the protection of the sky, Ohnoki would not dare to move forward easily.

Northern Camp.

In the Konoha camp, Kato Makoto put on the jonin armor again after recovering.

Not far away, three battalions of troops were ready to go, waiting for their chief officer, Kato Makoto, to lead them into battle.

Next to the white-haired young man were Jiraiya, who was wrapped in bandages, and Shimura Danzo, who was leaning on a cane. One old and one disabled, came to see him off.

"This operation is mainly aimed at deterring Iwagakure. If Ōnoki dares not agree to the conditions, we can make these marmots sleep forever on the beach of the Land of Lightning."

Shimura Danzo made some instructions before leaving.

"I heard that Ōnoki's son is doing evil in the Land of Lightning. I think the Third Tsuchikage must be frightened. The commander has lost his courage. What else can the Iwagakure do? Sensei, please rest here and wait for the good news!"

The white-haired young man did not take the only bloodline elimination owner in the ninja world seriously at all. After saluting, he turned around and joined the army.

Jiraiya watched the departing figures one after another and laughed.

"Uncle Master, there is nothing for me to do now. It happens that a group of wounded soldiers need to return to Konoha to recuperate, so I will go back first."

"Are you trying to tire me to death?"

"You are too kind. You are in charge of the front line, and there is Kato Makoto, your disciple, to help you solve problems. The Raikage is already trapped, and the Tsuchikage is just a grasshopper. What difference does it make whether I am there or not?"

Jiraiya was a casual person to begin with, and his love for Konoha was no less than Danzo's, but the great enemy was gone, and seeing that Konoha was no longer in danger, the laziness in his bones broke out again.

"You want to go collect materials, take a bath, and write a novel? How do you sleep every day?"

The Dark Shinobi, who work all year round, hate the shameful act of wasting time the most. At Jiraiya's age, he had been stationed at the border for many years and put down several rebellions.

He really couldn't understand how such a stupid person could come out of the Hokage lineage.

As an uncle, Danzo believes that it is his responsibility to educate this junior well, correct the evil thoughts in his heart, and make him understand the love of his elders.

"Okay, okay, I won't go back."

Wiping the saliva that sprayed on his face, Jiraiya limped towards the tent, temporarily giving up the idea of ​​returning to the village.

On the other side, under the watchful eyes of the two gate gods, Yamanaka Ken and Nara Suzaku, Uchiha Fugaku, who had volunteered to follow Kato Makoto to provide support, came over.

"Master Cheng, what should we do next?"

"Deploy troops on the border and watch from the sidelines. We will do the same as Ohnoki did before."

When Konoha and Kumogakure were fighting fiercely, Iwagakure was just watching the fun. Now the situation has turned around, and Kato Makoto doesn't mind letting Oonoki have a taste of his own strategy.

"Please rest assured, sir. The Uchiha Clan will definitely follow your military orders and protect you. We will never let the Iwagakure take advantage of you."

Uchiha Fugaku had a serious expression on his face, as if he had received some important task, and nodded heavily.

Yamanaka Ken curled his lips at the side, thinking that the head of the Uchiha family was a tough guy. This speech of loyalty was more than just flattery. The stiff performance made people's feet clench the soles of their shoes.

Nara Suzaku looked straight ahead, but his twitching brows were exactly the same as the expression he had when he saw Uchiha Kaede charging into the battle alone.

Are all members of the Uchiha family like this?

Kato Makoto at the front remained expressionless, the benefits of the change in identity were already apparent.

The same method that Uchiha Fugaku used to win over Namikaze Minato is now being used on him, or it is even more urgent.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. Standing behind Kato Makoto is Danzo Shimura, the one who inherited the will of Tobirama Senju.

That is to destroy the evil Uchiha family!

Now Kato Makoto has been accepted as a disciple by Danzo Shimura, and he is his only disciple. If nothing unexpected happens, he will also inherit Danzo Shimura's mantle.

Speculating during a change of government is the best time to change existing policies.

If the Dark Shinobi lineage could be made to put away the beheading guillotine, the Uchiha would wake up laughing in his dreams.

"We are all Konoha's ninjas. We come out to fight not for someone, but for our ancestors' foundation, Konoha's safety, and the well-being of the villagers.

Fugaku Jonin, you need to put yourself in the right place."

Uchiha Fugaku's face froze, and Kato Makoto's implicit reminder made him tremble again.

"Yes!"

"I heard that you brought your eldest son to the battlefield?"

After hitting the other party with a stick, seeing that the other party lowered his head and looked submissive, Kato Makoto narrowed the distance between them in life.

"Yes, I just want him to come out and see the world."

When talking about his genius son, Uchiha Fugaku showed an old man's smile on his face.

"It's not easy. For Konoha, Fugaku Jonin even pushed his young son onto the battlefield. Although this goes against the original intention of the first Hokage to establish Konoha, his spirit of serving the public is moving."

"It's all for Konoha, I dare not take credit for it."

Kato Makoto nodded with satisfaction. This was the attitude he wanted. To hell with Uchiha's pride.

"Bring it to me when you have time. The Root needs all kinds of talents."

As the young master of Root, Makoto Kato is already thinking about how to build his own team.

In the past, Teacher Bianyi's methods of attracting geniuses were too crude. Although he was under the guise of jointly training talents and running schools with the mystic family, he had been unable to return time and time again, which had already made them a frightened bird.

It is not advisable to exhaust all the fish; the long-term solution is to recruit talents sustainably.

Uchiha is a good candidate, he is fierce to his enemies, values ​​feelings, is willing to risk his life for his brothers, and becomes stronger every time he gets hurt.

These qualities combined together make him the perfect fighter.

"This, my son is too young to be valued by adults."

Uchiha Fugaku was conflicted. It would be fine for him to just submit, but if he sacrificed his child's future, it would be the death of his old father.

The root is not a good place. Those who go in vertically rarely come out horizontally.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Kato Makoto stopped and turned to look at Uchiha Fugaku. The three magatama in his left eye carried a cold aura, and his gaze could send chills down people's spines.

The marching troops stopped in confusion and looked at the Uchiha clan leader following their commander's gaze.

A strong pressure was instantly exerted on the shoulders of the captain of the security team, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I mean, my son is young and needs the training of adults."

Uchiha Fugaku and the Three Magatama looked at each other and said this sentence unconsciously.

When he reacted, the white-haired young man had already turned and left after patting him on the shoulder.