I, Danzo Shimura, can still be saved

Temporary command posts on the front line.

In this somewhat humble dwelling, many figures walk around here, and everyone's steps are in great hurry.

This is Konoha's temporary "brain" for the Three Shinobi Alliance, and it is also the center for coordinating the ninjas on the front line.

Trained and led by a veteran ninja of the Senju clan.

Keen war instincts, they reacted to the enemy's attack as soon as they attacked.

Relying on the fortifications that had been in operation for many years, he barely resisted the Three Shinobi Alliance.

It's just that with only nearly a thousand ninjas against more than ten times their number of enemies, it is really difficult to ascend to the sky.

From time to time, a ninja with a dust servant walked in at the gate, carrying the first line of intelligence, so that the commander could better defend against the crazy attack of the enemy.

"Thousand hands command lord, the second defensive stronghold has fallen."

"Defensive stronghold No. 11 fell."

"Defensive stronghold No. 37 has also fallen."

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Standing by the sand table, he listened to the news of the fall of one stronghold after another with red-eyed eyes, and his heart became heavier.

The red flags representing Konoha in the entire sand table are becoming fewer and fewer, while the enemy's black flags have covered half of the front-line sand table, and a group of black-pressed people continue to stretch out their minions, as if they want to swallow the entire defense line in one gulp.

"Damn, at this rate, I'm afraid the first line of defense won't last long!" Watching the situation on the battlefield become more and more serious, and the angry hammer on the table, this strong defense line that has taken him years of hard work is being pulled out little by little, and he is powerless.

"How many people do we have left?"

"Less than ... Less than five hundred. The ninja in charge of coordinating the number of people on the battlefield looked at the list of sacrifices, his eyes were red, and he choked up to report.

"Five hundred? There are less than five hundred left? Hearing this number, the commander of the thousand hands leaned weakly on the table beside him, only feeling that boundless darkness was shrouding him from the battlefield, and they were obviously smiling and greeting him before.

How did it become like this now?

Suddenly he thought of something, and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"Then... Did anyone run out of the lost stronghold?

Looking at his expectant gaze, the subordinate lowered his head, forced back the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "No! All the ninjas in the stronghold followed the defense agreement the moment the stronghold was lost..." The

words were not finished, but his expression was already extremely sad.

"Hahaha, it's all good!" The commander of the thousand hands could no longer stand up, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained.

As a temporary commander at the front, he certainly knew what was written in the defensive agreement.

Last day of the defensive agreement: If the stronghold is lost, immediately use the detonator to destroy everything to prevent the enemy from knowing our intelligence.

All this, including the ninjas in charge of defending the stronghold, and sometimes, the corpses can also know certain information.

That is to say, they will be dead bones!

Having spent nearly ten years on this defense line, he can be said to know all the Konoha ninjas on the defense line and remember their names deeply, but now, the familiar figures have disappeared one by one.

"Lord Commander!" Seeing that the backbone of the front line also fell, all the ninjas put down one after another, wanting to go up and help him.

"Stop! Everyone immediately returned to their place, the fighters on the front line were more important than me! Looking

at this group of subordinates, the overworked body seemed to rise up with a force again, opened its mouth, and scolded them who wanted to get closer.

Holding the table beside him, he barely supported his body and stood up, calculating in his heart the changes in the situation on the frontline battlefield, and said calmly:

"Order, everyone give up the first line of defense and hold the second line of defense!"

The subordinates who heard the news were taken aback and couldn't help but speak.

"According to the information, there are still several civilian villages that refuse to evacuate, and we..."

"Now the first line of defense has been torn open several times, if we don't retreat to the second line of defense, we will be eaten by them!" As for civilians..." Looking at the coalition forces that were already faintly encircled, Commander Senju closed his eyes and clutched the edge of the sand table tightly, "After this war, I will send myself to court!" If only I were alive. "

When I heard that my boss wanted to carry it myself, my subordinates wanted to persuade again.

"But..."

"Do as I say!" The commander of the thousand hands directly waved his big hand, and his eyes were sharp.

After his men went down to carry out the order, he let out a long sigh.

There is no more time to consume now, I hope it will be in time.

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long retreating procession, many civilians watched the retreating Konoha ninja on both sides of the road.

The warriors did not dare to look at their gaze, lowered their heads and hurried, speechless all the way.

"Ninja-sama, are you going to withdraw?" An old man on the side of the road looked at them retreating, stopped the commander of the thousand hands and asked.

Looking at these people, he who has always been decisive and calm, he could only whisper: "I'm sorry!"

But he didn't expect that the old man did not scold, but stuffed a warm thing into his hand, and looked down to see that it was a sweet potato that exuded heat.

Looking back, all the people were holding food in their hands and constantly stuffing it to the ninjas.

"Take it and eat it on the road, you have already let them go first, but this is the place where we have lived all their lives, and the countryside is difficult to leave!"

At this moment, the commander of the thousand hands only felt that the sweet potatoes in his hands were very hot, and some of the words that Tuan Zang said before, he only regarded them as jokes, but now they were silently moistened into his heart.

Turned his head to the subordinate next to him and said, "Take out all the money on your body and give it to this old lady."

Then looked at the old man and said softly: "Lady, please help, subsidize the villagers who have helped us so much here, there is not much money, please forgive me." "

Jump on a big rock on the side of the road and raise your volume.

"Fellow villagers, we lost the battle! It hurts your hearts! We can't stop you! I can't help but trust us so much!

An old man on crutches waved his hand and said loudly:

"Hurry up, we will wait for you to come back for the New Year!"

The Thousand Hands Commander's eyes turned red, jumped off the boulder, did not turn his head, looked firmly into the distance, and said word by word:

"Yes! Come back for the New Year! "