[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

: "It's okay. Your face is ugly."

Hashirama wiped his face with his hand, only to realize that the back of his hand was stained with blood splashed from nowhere.

"I am fine."

He answered his brother's question with a calm voice and an unwavering attitude.

What is the difference between that moment and the present moment?Isn't Madara's coldness and indifference a mirror that reflects the coldness of Senjubashita?Weak people cannot live long in this era, and if they continue to fight, they must continue to kill themselves as "human beings".

Madara, we...

Enduring the scorching heat, Hashirama summoned a fireball that the wooden dragon scattered away.The burning wooden branch grazed his cheek, causing a burning pain. He raised the Taidao in his hand, stepped on the wooden branch and rushed towards Madara.

We are going down the wrong path.

Madara seemed a little tidier than he was, but he was familiar with the subtle signs of fatigue—men were just as worn out as he was.But the man still has not changed the arrogance that belongs to Uchiha, his movement of waving the sickle is still as graceful as a dance, and a string of bright sparks splashed out when the blades intersected.

What will it take—to regain your trust—

And at that moment, both he and Madara heard the sound of Fei Lei Shen Zhan piercing the air.

Madara suddenly withdrew his knife and jumped back, desperately running towards his only younger brother.

"Quinai!"

Hashirama looked over.He saw Tokama's flat, expressionless face, and realized that his brother was actually more flustered than he showed.He saw Madara supporting Quanna who was about to fall.He saw a dark mark growing on Quanna's flank.

This is the worst development.

Hashirama walked slowly towards his enemies.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how exhausted he was. His abundant chakra had almost bottomed out. He couldn't even hold the long knife in his hand, so he could only let it sit there alone.

Can't... go on like this.

"Let's... bring this all to an end."*

We have gone through too many sacrifices.

"As long as we work together, the war will disappear one day..." *

He said, with the greatest expectation and the slimmest hope, he stretched out his hand to Madara.

The result can be imagined.

He doesn't quite remember how they got home, only remembers Tomama tried to explain to him, but no matter who on the battlefield, they fight with their lives, and even he and Madara have no other choice.

"it's not your fault."

Hashirama said, but he couldn't pat Tomona on the shoulder like a big brother to express comfort.Or maybe just too tired.

"I just... don't want to continue fighting with him anymore."

Feijian rarely showed a shaken expression: "Can this be done?"

"Do you think it's impossible?"

Hashirama asked back, but soon realized that it was impossible to achieve anything by discussing such things with Tomona.He waved his hand and said, "Take a good rest."

"Big brother."

Tobima called him the moment he turned to leave the yard.

"If it was possible to form an alliance before, then today...because of my actions, it is close to impossible. How much Madara values ​​Quanna—you must know better than me."

Hashirama didn't answer.

He pushed open the courtyard door and stepped into the night, as if stepping into their no longer clear future.

For a period of time after that, Hashirama didn't get any news from Madara.The daimyos of the Fire Nation seem to be content with Senju's loyalty and hope to use them to achieve greater victories - if the ninjas the enemy relies on are in disarray, now is the best time to attack.Hashirama and Tomona lead the Senshou Clan to advance the battle line until the army of the Fire Nation besieged the castle tower where the Fire Nation daimyo lived.

The hopeless battle situation finally made the daimyo of the Land of Fire decide to surrender.He sent an envoy to send a message, hoping to get some decent treatment that suits his status: such as living in seclusion in a monastery, spending the rest of his life in poverty without losing peace, or voluntarily bowing his head in the ranks of retainers with peace of mind.

But the daimyo of the Fire Nation was not as generous and benevolent as in the past.Living enemies are always a potential danger, let alone old enemies.

Naturally, the affairs of the samurai have nothing to do with ninjas.That morning when Hashirama and Tobima were patrolling outside between audiences, they saw a low-level samurai walking out of the city with a white wooden box.Hashirama realized that it was the head of the defeated daimyo.

At this time, the daimyo of the land of fire was sleeping beside his young concubine Ji.

"They will display the head for three days," Tobuma said. "After that, it will be returned to the family and buried."

Compared with the possibility of uprooting even the family, the current treatment cannot be regarded as cruel.However, Hashirama looked at the back of the low-level samurai, and seemed to smell the blood mixed in the elegant incense.

"From now on, the number of wars will decrease." Fei Jian said, "After all, this country is already at peace."

"I hope so." He whispered.

However, the expression of the daimyo of the country that was on fire at the banquet yesterday unexpectedly surfaced.The man had a smug smile, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.His body is above the banquet, but his heart has already gone to a more distant battlefield.The newly acquired land did not make the man brought up by the war feel at ease. Instead, like a child who has been given a sword, he eagerly waited for something to kill.

The name of the Kingdom of Flame is the first.

But far from the last.

On the other hand, the Uchihas seem to have given up on their former employers.

The Land of Natural Fire also tried to hire other ninjas - although at this time few would be willing to jump on a sinking ship, let alone confront the Senju family head-on.A small number of Uchiha ninjas stayed on, as if to prove that they were not without faith, but the result was nothing more than adding to Senju's record.

So, the news that there is no Madara may still be regarded as good news.Hashirama and the clan returned to the clan with the daimyo Changci, and realized that the balance between the two clans that had always been balanced before had irreversibly tilted towards Qianshou.

Will Madara regret not agreeing to the request for an alliance at a better time? (Even though the word "regret" probably doesn't exist in Madara's dictionary) And now that they have lost the Nation of Fire, they have not been able to establish a reliable relationship with the Nation of Fire in time.Will they leave the existing clan and join the daimyo elsewhere?Or is it that the Uchihas will temporarily abandon the arrogance that seems to be rooted in their blood, and accept the proposal of the Thousand Hands Alliance again?

Perhaps worst of all, Uchiha will decide to turn against Senju - even if the cost is the demise of the entire clan.But Hashirama vetoed it first after thinking about it.

Madara is not such an ignorant and arrogant person.He has always taken the title of patriarch seriously, and tried to bring all the clansmen under his protection - on this point, he is no different from Hashirama.

However, when they arrived at the tribe, what was waiting for Hashirama and Togama was news from Uchiha's rebellion—it was unexpected that they would join their old enemy Senshou, and naturally it was impossible to get any distinguished guests. treatment, and was closely guarded as an enemy spy.

The two claimed that Quanna was dead and Madara was completely insane.

Hashirama didn't like being in the interrogation room.In fact, such occasions rarely require the patriarch to step in, but today he insisted on personally asking the two traitors who had fled.

Then he heard that fact.

"...Madara-sama transplanted the eyes of Senna-sama, in order to obtain stronger pupil power..."

"This is... a cursed thing."

They said, as if convinced that Uchiha Madara had been infected with ominous madness.

"Who knows if Senna-sama is seriously injured? No one saw it... Maybe... Madara killed him..."

However, Hashirama cut him off decisively:

"Madara wouldn't do such a thing."

The room fell silent for a moment.All the people looked at him.

Hashirama's expression bordered on pity.

"Aren't you supposed to be more familiar with Madara than I am? Haven't you seen how he treats his brother?"

The air in the room was almost freezing.

"...that's taboo."

Finally, a traitor tremblingly said these words.

"That's a cursed... never-allowed thing."

Hashirama stood in place.The immense exhaustion he'd felt once in the field seized him again.He shook his head, turned and walked out.

After a while, Tobima followed, and he had obviously made a decision to punish: "These two people cannot be trusted. If you don't have the most basic respect for your patriarch, how can you expect them to be loyal to Qianshou?" .”

Hashirama just looked aimlessly into the distance.Clouds began to pile up on the gray sky.

"Madara...wouldn't hurt Quanna. It must be—"

Hashirama didn't continue talking.

He didn't know Madara's brother well.All he could remember was the child's excessively pale face and the utter trust in his eyes as he gazed at Madara.Once he realizes that others are going to harm his brother, Quanna will show a terrifying expression, as if he will draw out his sword at any time to cut off any obstacles in front of Madara.

He didn't doubt that Quanna would do anything for Madara.

"Go back, big brother." Feijian sighed, "It's going to rain."

The clouds in the distance rolled over, taking on an ominous black.Hashirama nodded, but did not rush to move.

At that moment he suddenly