Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior

At dawn on the border of the Rain Country, the new day did not welcome the sun.

But even the continuous cold rain could not disperse the bloody smell in the air.

"Hiss!"

Five huge snakes were rampant on the battlefield.

Turned this place into a bloody millstone, with weapons, blood and meat everywhere.

The purple-striped, largest python in the center of the battlefield was the most terrifying.

"Ah!!"

The Sand Ninjas who smelled the stench looked up and saw the bloody mouth that suddenly opened. In an instant, their hair stood up and screamed.

They had no time to retreat and were swallowed directly. Only the slightly wriggling snake neck could prove their existence.

Boom! !

There were also several spotted pythons around. The terrifying body just swung its tail at will, and the power it caused was equivalent to a very strong ninjutsu.

But even so, the Sand Ninjas still did not shrink back, and roared like moths to a flame and rushed madly.

"Kill! For the future of the Wind Country!!"

The next moment, the Sand Ninja who was roaring and rushing to attack was hit by the thick snake tail.

Flying backwards at an incredible speed, he hit the rock wall and turned into a blurry blood mud, and was soon washed into the bloody water by the rain.

"Orochimaru!"

The purple snake swung its tail and swept away the attacking ants. Feeling the stinging pain in its tail, it spoke in a cold tone: "Are these humans crazy? I can't eat anymore!"

"Man Snake, isn't this what you want?"

Orochimaru stood on the head of the purple snake, his whole body soaked in blood, and his pale face was extremely gloomy and said: "Endless old woman! This is the third suicide attack recently!!"

Signing a spiritual contract with the "Three Holy Lands" Ryuchidong, the role he can play on the battlefield is obvious.

The giant spiritual beast plus its own snake-type ninjutsu and the flexible use of the five ninjutsu are like a human meat grinder on the battlefield.

However, the frequency of the Sand Village's attacks was too high.

Orochimaru didn't know what the situation was like on Hatake Sakumo's side of the River Country battlefield, but the Sand Village's offensive on his side of the Rain Country battlefield was getting more and more fierce.

Even Manshe, who had always asked him to offer hundreds of people to him as a feast, was now so full of food that he was about to vomit because of the Sand Village ninjas.

Especially with every bite, he would swallow a bunch of puppets. Although Manshe himself was resistant to most poisons, the experience was like eating a meal mixed with sand, which really made Manshe feel uncomfortable, nauseous and upset.

"This damn human!" Manshe hissed and spit out his tongue, opened his snake pupils and growled coldly: "Orochimaru! I can't stand it anymore. If you don't take action, I will throw you down!!"

The sharp wind escape of the Sand Village ninjas sprayed one after another, and the kunai with detonating tags also kept attacking Manshe.

With such an attack frequency, even if it has thick skin and flesh, it was penetrated, and its tail was already bleeding!

Obviously, the Sand Ninjas knew very well that they had to completely defeat Orochimaru before they could break through the defense line established here, and then rush into the Land of Fire in one go to rob and occupy everything rich there.

"I know!"

Looking down at the Sand Ninjas below, feeling the little chakra left, Orochimaru couldn't help but grit his teeth and reached out to touch the huge scroll behind him.

Bang!

With a burst of thick white smoke, when the Sand Ninjas below looked up, they heard a shrill sound of breaking through the air!

I saw Orochimaru throwing a man-high wind demon shuriken, and then he put his hands in front of him and began to quickly form seals.

Chou! Xu! Chen! Zi! Xu! Hai! Si! Yin!

"Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!!" Orochimaru roared.

In an instant, the original whistling sound that broke through the air turned into an endless hissing sound, followed by the shrill screams of humans!

"Ah!!"

Countless wind demon shuriken smashed into the Sand Ninja below, and blood gushed out from the broken body. The originally gloomy black rain seemed to turn into scarlet blood rain.

And the little chakra left by Orochimaru was finally completely consumed at this moment.

"Orochimaru! I have to go back to digest it. Don't disturb my rest recently!"

In the burping and threatening sound of Manzan, several big snakes including Manzan disappeared after a burst of white smoke.

"Those stinky snakes are gone!"

"All charge!"

"Kill!!"

Seeing this, the Sand Ninja who were already very crazy became more excited, and they rushed towards the defense line of Konoha Ninja with red eyes and hoarse voices.

But the Sand Village, which suffered heavy losses, was obviously no longer in a numerical advantage. Even though they had eliminated the giant summoned beasts that were the biggest threat, they were still killed and wounded by the remaining Konoha ninjas.

However, under the suicidal charge of the Sand Village regardless of casualties, the damage to the Konoha side increased at a visible speed.

Orochimaru, whose chakra had been completely depleted, exuded a cold murderous aura and a fishy smell all over his body, and retreated to the rear tent of the defense line without looking back.

The Konoha ninjas who passed by him couldn't help but tremble, subconsciously showing a look of fear and then looking away in an instant.

They knew that Lord Orochimaru was trying to protect Konoha and the Land of Fire, but their bodies still had a physiological reaction of fear that was difficult to control, especially when they thought of Orochimaru's extremely bloody and treacherous methods.

It was a kind of fear without reason, like the cold feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Orochimaru, who was sensitive, naturally noticed it, but he didn't care about what those people thought.

Or rather, he couldn't care at all.

This was not the first time he did this.

Every time he summoned a snake to clean up the battlefield, he would withdraw rationally until his chakra was exhausted, allowing other Konoha ninjas to directly go up and not give the Sand Village any chance to surround and kill him.

He knew very well that with the increasingly fierce offensive of the Sand Village, as long as they could stop the Sand Village in the Land of Rain and stabilize the defense line, they would win.

Therefore, he, who was forced to become the commander-in-chief, must not die in front of the people of Konoha.

Leading the charge sounds very passionate, but it is actually not a rational choice.

Once he was beheaded in public, the morale of the Konoha ninjas would plummet, and Konoha's defenses would collapse instantly.

For this, no matter what means he used or how many people he sacrificed, it was not within his consideration.

Summoning summoned beasts from the Ryuchi Cave to fight at a high frequency, Orochimaru had no chakra left in his body, and the Sand Village did not intend to give him time to adjust and rest.

All he could do now was to replenish the exhausted chakra as soon as possible before the next attack from the Sand Village!

This is a necessary sacrifice!

Bang! !

"Damn it!"

After returning to the tent, the always rational Orochimaru, under the concerned, worried or fearful eyes of the senior ninjas, slammed his fist on the table and cursed: "Those bastards in the Sand Village are really crazy!!"

Even though he knew that this was a necessary sacrifice, watching hundreds and thousands of lives die still made him feel colder and colder in his heart, and a sense of powerlessness gradually eroded his body.

I thought that because of a moment of negligence and relaxation, watching Rope Tree die in front of me was the most painful time for me, but I didn't expect that it was just the beginning of a nightmare.

Watching countless people die without being able to do anything, he felt that his perception of life was becoming more and more indifferent, and his feeling of the fragility of human life was becoming more and more profound.

It seemed that as long as he could exchange a small number of casualties on his side for a large number of casualties on the enemy side, he could now take people as sacrifices for granted.

Life became a bargaining chip and chess piece for each other.

"Lord Orochimaru, this is also a helpless choice."

Looking at Orochimaru's angry look, a Konoha ninja could only comfort him: "We have been prepared since the moment we went to the battlefield."

It's easy to say.

However, knowing that they were going to die, but having to do it was not easy. The psychological pressure to bear was heavy, no less than the pressure on the body.

"I know." Orochimaru waved his hands exhaustedly, took a deep breath and regained his composure, looking at the jonin in charge of communication and said, "Hasn't the village replied that support is coming? Why hasn't it arrived yet?" If this goes on, they won't be able to hold on for long. The Sand Village no longer uses the combat strategy of the squad, but begins to directly send out small groups of ninja troops, regardless of losses, and rushes forward almost frantically, obviously not satisfied with the victory or defeat of the local battle. The puppeteer troops mass-produced by Chiyo's rough training have successfully offset the difference in numbers between the two sides, and even to some extent, the Sand Village has surpassed Konoha. This high-pressure strategy of completely hurting oneself by 1,000 and hurting the enemy by 800 gave Orochimaru, who was forced to become the commander-in-chief, a headache. He was basically planning to beat the master to death with random punches. "I don't know." The jonin in charge of communication was also a little irritated, "There is no news over there, I even suspect that the village has been invaded..." At this moment, a chunin in charge of emergency communication broke into the tent. "Lord Orochimaru!" He shouted to Orochimaru and the others with a happy expression, "Elder Danzo has brought the Anbu to support us."

Danzo?

Hearing this name, Orochimaru and the other jonin couldn't help but change their faces.

"Danzo?" Orochimaru held his forehead and said in an irritable tone, "Why did the teacher send that guy here? What use can such a small number of people under him have?"

As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a gloomy voice entered everyone's ears before the figure.

"Humph! Of course I can help you solve the Sand Village!"