One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Luffy led five thousand rebel soldiers, now clad in fine heavy armor, and officially set off.

This army, tempered by hardship, is like an unstoppable torrent of steel.

The warriors marched in perfect unison, their footsteps echoing dully on the hard, yellow earth.

In the army of five thousand, the family crest banners representing the Kozuki clan fluttered wildly in the cold wind, obscuring the sky, while swords and spears rained down like a storm.

They marched in a grand procession through the parched and cracked wilderness of Wano Country and through those dilapidated and decaying towns.

Luffy walked at the very front of the group, his red trench coat billowing in the wind.

He pressed his straw hat on his head with one hand, his clear eyes showing no fear, but rather a high-spirited fighting spirit for the upcoming battle.

The atmosphere grew increasingly enthusiastic during the march.

Uncle Hyogoro, who had not shown his true face for many years, washed away the filth covering his body and put on the wide haori that symbolized the majesty of the Wano Country underworld leader.

The villages along the way, which were originally lifeless and filled with despair, were transformed when they saw this "flower of chivalry" miraculously reappear in the world.

When the villagers were stunned and shocked to see the group raising a banner proclaiming the rebellion of the Kozuki clan, they were immediately taken aback.

After a brief silence, an unbelievable cheer erupted from the crowd, the sound rising and falling, shaking the surrounding area.

Those civilians and wandering samurai who had long hidden in dark corners and suffered the ruthless oppression of the Beast Pirates, saw this large and well-organized army and their long-dormant fighting spirit was completely ignited.

At Hyogoro's familiar call, they rushed out of the dilapidated houses.

Lacking sophisticated weapons, they picked up rusty hoes, woodcutting knives, and even sharpened bamboo poles, and spontaneously joined the expeditionary force.

The rebel army grew rapidly, expanding from five thousand men.

This spark of rebellion has already become a prairie fire on the barren land of Wano Country.

When the mighty army marched to several key towns that were heavily guarded by the Beasts Pirates and served as their eyes and ears inland,

The "Giver" troops stationed there finally snapped out of their slumber and comfort.

These bizarre-looking artificial Devil Fruit users, whose bodies are fused with the forms of various ferocious beasts, have always been known for their brutal methods.

Relying on the power bestowed upon them by Kaido, they drew their muskets and swords, crowding the narrow streets and town gates, attempting to forcibly halt the rebel army's advance using their usual violent methods.

However, the Straw Hat crew responded to these remaining henchmen left behind by Kaido to wreak havoc.

Zoro walked at the front of the group, a bloodthirsty smirk playing on his lips.

He raised his hand to untie the headscarf from his arm and tied it to his head, then bit the hilt of the "Wado Ichimonji" sword and drew the two swords from his waist with both hands.

His sword intent in the Three-Sword Style surged to its peak in an instant. He exerted force with both legs, and his entire body instantly transformed into a green slashing storm that tore through the air.

The incomparably sharp sword energy swept through like a whirlwind, cutting a huge gap in the enemy's defenses.

In mid-air, Sanji took a deep drag of his cigarette and leaped up lightly.

Suddenly, raging flames erupted from his black feet, drawing several blinding crimson arcs in mid-air.

The powerful kick, carrying extremely high temperatures, struck the Gifters' heads with pinpoint accuracy, like a falling meteor.

Without holding back, the Straw Hat Pirates' officers charged into the enemy lines first.

Wherever they went, it was like a tiger leaping into a flock of sheep, sweeping away everything in their path, an unstoppable force.

Facing the Gifter cavalry units attempting to flank them from both sides using their speed, Kin'emon displayed a cold and stern expression, showcasing the skills of a Red Scabbard Samurai.

He brandished his sword and loudly commanded the warriors on both flanks to quickly form a solid defensive formation, firmly blocking the enemy's attack.

Kin'emon then took the lead and met a powerful Shinju fighter who was leading the charge.

Facing the enemy's wide-ranging, man-made poisonous gas spewing from their gaping maw, Kin'emon remained fearless. He crossed his twin swords in front of him, and suddenly, blazing flames erupted from the blades.

"Foxfire Style: Flame Slash!"

He let out a sharp shout and swung his arms down suddenly.

Two intersecting sword energies of flame roared out, their astonishing heat instantly incinerating the oncoming dark green poisonous gas.

And with undiminished momentum, they swiftly and decisively cleaved the enemy hiding behind the poison gas in two.

On the other side of the battlefield, the burly Kawamatsu also fully unleashed the terrifying strength of the fish-men and his unique and superb swordsmanship.

He brandished his beloved sword, "Peerless," with both hands, letting out deafening roars of fury.

His round body spun rapidly amidst the dense enemy ranks, and with the help of centrifugal force, he transformed into a devastating sword aura tornado.

"Kappa Style: Metsuboujinju!"

Countless sword lights, like ripples on water, bloomed among the crowd.

The large group of Gifted Ones who were trying to surround him didn't even see Kawamatsu draw his sword.

He screamed as he slashed them away like autumn leaves in the wind, leaving a trail of blood everywhere.

The elderly Hyogoro, though his physique had become short and thin due to twenty years of torment in the quarry.

But upon returning to the battlefield, he exuded the aura of a true master of Bushido.

Without relying on any weapons, he calmly and steadily stepped into the enemy formation.

Facing a giant artificial Devil Fruit user, as large as a small mountain and wielding a giant axe, Hyogoro simply took a deep breath and his gaze suddenly sharpened.

A fist imbued with tangible domineering power was suddenly unleashed forward.

An invisible aura of dominance pierced through the barriers of space, striking the chest of the giant Gifter from afar.

With a sound of bones shattering, the massive, mountain-like body was knocked off the ground, flying dozens of meters away while coughing up blood.

The invincible prowess of the underworld boss back then was clearly witnessed by all the warriors who followed him in the charge.

The crowd was immediately filled with excitement, and their morale soared to its peak.

Under the absolute leadership and demonstration of these top-level combatants, those Gifted Ones who were usually seen as fierce and menacing by ordinary people were now as fragile as cheap paper toys.

They were routed and smashed in droves by the warriors' fury.

The army was like a crushing chariot, uprooting and completely eradicating all the fortresses and strongholds belonging to the Beasts Pirates along the way.

The last, terrified Shinbu fighter was cleaved away by Zoro's sword.

The defenses that the Beasts Pirates had painstakingly built up over twenty years on this land collapsed completely at this moment.

The smoke of battle had just cleared when the doors on both sides of the street, which had been tightly closed, were suddenly wide open.

The rescued townspeople cautiously peeked out of their houses, and when they saw the remains of Kaido's army scattered all over the ground, they wept with joy.

The townspeople rushed onto the flooded streets without regard for their own safety.

With trembling hands, they held out the precious brown rice balls that they themselves would never dare to eat, and desperately stuffed them into the hands of the passing samurai and the Straw Hat crew.

Luffy did not refuse the kindness. He took the rice ball handed to him by an old lady and took a big bite.

He stopped and quietly looked at the scene around him.

The streets here are dilapidated and scarred.

But because they regained their long-lost freedom, they burst forth with an indescribable vitality.

Every face covered in dust radiated the joy of being reborn.

This war, which is about to engulf the entire Wano Country, has long since become more than just a means to avenge the personal grudges of Kin'emon and others.

It is also for the millions of innocent souls in this country who suffer and yearn to break free from their shackles.

After a swift and relentless march, the morning glow on the horizon completely dyed the clouds red.

At dawn, the majestic Flower City finally came into view of the rebel army.

Luffy, holding his straw hat, ran up the distant hillside alone, looking down at the scene ahead.

At the edge of the horizon, the most prosperous capital of Wano Country was bathed in a wondrous halo of light, a blend of the sun's afterglow and the morning glow.

And the towering castle tower was already within reach.

The wind in the wilderness suddenly picked up, making Luffy's red cape flutter wildly.

Luffy's lips curled into a wide grin. He clenched his fists tightly, his gaze fixed on the castle tower, and shouted:

"Yosh! We're finally here!"

"That Victor guy must be getting impatient waiting inside!"