Konoha: This Uchiha is extremely sneaky

Chapter 189 Fortunately

The drizzle continued to fall.

It was as if a hole had been opened in the sky.

Endless!

It's not even 6 p.m. yet, but the dark clouds in the sky have already dimmed the light across the entire land.

This is the border region between the Land of Grass and the Land of Rain.

It is also the front line for small-scale battles between Konoha and Iwagakure.

On this land, it can be said that ninjas from both sides are fighting each other almost every moment.

The defeated left behind corpses, were either completely wiped out, or fled in panic. The victors weren't much better off.

Even if you gain the upper hand in a fight, the opponent's dying struggle or the power they unleash to create a chance for their comrades to live can always cause you considerable trouble.

In a primeval forest, there are many giant trees that several people can encircle, each one like an open umbrella, blocking out most of the dense, thread-like drizzle from the sky.

In a clearing in the forest, there were rows of corpses lying on the ground, along with the messy surrounding land and puddles of crimson water.

Everything here clearly showed that a fierce battle had just taken place.

The leaf-patterned headbands worn by those cleaning up the mess indicate that the victors of this battle belong to Konoha.

At this moment, a figure who was squatting on the ground, covering his companion with green light, stood up.

The man, who was about 170 centimeters tall when he stood up, had tied his long, loose hair into a neat single ponytail.

A few strands of bangs, wet from the rain, clung tightly to her cheeks, looking messy and dirty.

The ordinary green vest he wore no longer looked bulky; instead, it fit him exceptionally well.

If it weren't for the cold expression on his face that ruined his overall aura, his handsome looks alone would surely make many young girls consider him their dream lover.

"We should be able to clean up this up quickly. If we drag this out any longer, those Iwa ninja will probably come chasing us like mad dogs again!"

"It's the captain!"

Without the slightest delay, everyone—from those on guard duty to those cleaning up the mess, and even the wounded resting—immediately stood up and followed the captain into the depths of the forest.

Without any instructions, the followers automatically split into several teams.

Two people followed the captain at the front of the group to lead the way, three people hung at the back of the group, and there were six other people on the left and right sides of the group.

The group worked in groups of three, skillfully protecting the wounded in the center. The distance between each group varied, ranging from several hundred meters.

Leading this group was none other than the fourteen-year-old Uchiha Toshiro. Nearly two years had passed since his last encounter with Orochimaru.

For some time now, he has been engaged in infiltration and counter-infiltration missions. Almost every few days, he has to fight a battle with the Iwa ninja.

He might have to return to camp to recuperate for a while due to his injuries or other reasons. However, as soon as his injuries improve, he will be assigned a mission in the camp.

This kept him and his team constantly on the run!

The long period of fighting has made him cold and ruthless.

Over the past two years, not only Iwa ninja have died at their hands, but also members of his own clan have frequently lost their lives to these Iwa ninja.

Although his strength is not comparable to what it used to be, it is not yet invincible.

On this cruel land, all he could do was protect himself while doing his best to protect the majority of his people.

There are always some clansmen who cannot adapt to the battlefield, and due to various mistakes, they leave their young lives here.

Yes, young people of the tribe!

The companions he is leading now are all Uchiha "youngsters" around ten years old.

For a long time, people from his tribe have been continuously added to his ranks to fill the gaps. For example, right now, there are three members of his tribe who are only eight years old and are traveling with them.

As for the remaining clansmen, they weren't that old; the oldest were him, Long Huo, and Zhao Xia, among others.

Including him, there were five of them in total, each leading a three-person squad, struggling to survive on this battlefield.

After traveling for almost an hour in the rain, we finally arrived near a cave before dark.

After slightly closing his eyes to sense the surroundings and confirming that there was basically no one inside, Toshiro felt much more at ease.

"It seems this outpost hasn't been discovered by the enemy yet!"

Even so, Toshiro did not act rashly, but instead created a shadow clone to enter the cave and investigate.

Seeing the safety signal from his shadow clone, Toshiro finally relaxed. It seemed he could get a good rest tonight.

Leading the way into this secluded and rather large cave, feeling the cold moisture on his own body and the uncontrollable trembling of some of his clansmen behind him, Toshiro quickly took out a sealing scroll from his backpack.

He took out his specially customized natural gas heating equipment, lit a flame, and started warming his companions behind him.

At this moment, the shadow clone that Toshiro had created beforehand did not immediately dissipate. Instead, it took out another scroll that Toshiro was carrying and began to write and draw on it.

Before long, a dozen or so sparrows, moths, snakes, and rats flew out of the unfolded scroll. Some fluttered their wings and took flight, while others ran and twisted as they emerged from the cave and scattered in all directions.

These ninjutsu created using super beast imitation drawings will serve as their warning system. If no one disturbs them tonight, they can get a good night's sleep.

Of course, the shadow clones are an exception. He has to maintain this ninjutsu all night long, otherwise, without anyone to control it, these ninjutsu would probably be washed away by the rain outside in no time.

Toshiro was incredibly grateful that he had chosen this ninjutsu, which had appeared in the original work, when he made the deal with Orochimaru.

While this ninjutsu wasn't particularly helpful in combat, it provided him with considerable assistance in reconnaissance, surveillance, searching, and even escaping.

If it weren't for this ninjutsu, he didn't know if he would have been alive and well until now.

(End of this chapter)