Chapter 1062

On Konoha's side, the army of over ten thousand, under the command of the Sannin, was methodically breaking camp and preparing to return.

Although half a month had passed since that battle defeated the Rain-nin, Konoha's army of over ten thousand had still not withdrawn from the Land of Rain.

Mainly because the food, supplies, and personnel arrangements for these nearly ten thousand people were really not something that could be done in a moment.

Plus, since the Rain-nin had already been defeated, the matter of returning to the village was naturally not urgent for the Sannin.

It was only in the last few days that Konoha's troops began to return to the village officially and successively.

And the Sannin, as the main commanders, naturally needed to stay behind to cover the retreat.

Inside the Konoha camp.

Looking at the much emptier camp, Jiraiya's mood became somewhat relaxed.

Regardless, although this war was cruel, Konoha still won in the end.

Jiraiya subconsciously looked up at the sky.

At this moment, even the gray sky of the Land of Rain made him subconsciously feel a sense of peace.

Wet raindrops dripped onto Jiraiya's face, and he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

"I think with the experiences of this war,"

"I should be able to write a pretty good novel."

"What should I name it?"

Just as Jiraiya's thoughts were flying, an anomaly from afar suddenly reached his ears.

"Who are you??!!!"

"You are, you are…"

"Pfft!"

The surprised and fearful shouts of Konoha ninjas, accompanied by the sound of blades entering flesh, reached Jiraiya's ears.

He looked sharply in the direction the sound came from.

The next second, Jiraiya's pupils contracted violently.

"Clang!"

Almost instantly, a sharp kunai was drawn from his ninja tool pouch and gripped in Jiraiya's hand.

After taking a deep breath, Jiraiya focused his energy into his dantian and shouted.

"Enemy attack!!!!"

This shout was not just a simple yell.

The ordinary-sounding roar was mixed with the Toad Secret Art of Mount Myoboku.

The powerful sound wave spread throughout the entire military camp almost instantly.

The next moment, all the Konoha ninjas in the camp, stimulated by this sound wave, stood up, grabbed nearby weapons, and began to assemble.

Before long, a large number of Konoha ninjas arrived one after another, gathering on both sides of Jiraiya.

Under the gaze of the Konoha ninjas, a somewhat gloomy shadow walked slowly with heavy steps.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Green long hair, a strange respirator, and that familiar black rubber raincoat.

He was the Demigod of the Ninja World—Hanzo of the Salamander!

"Drip."

Crimson blood dripped down the gleaming blade of the sickle.

This sound was so clear to the sharp-eared ninjas.

Just then, Tsunade and Orochimaru, who were in the command tent, also arrived upon hearing the noise.

"Hanzo of the Salamander?!"

"Why are you still appearing here?"

Tsunade let out a surprised cry.

Just a minute ago, the Princess of the Senju clan of Konoha was still staring blankly at a love token sent by a certain scumbag in her tent.

Tsunade and Mizunuki Ryosuke were already in the midst of a passionate relationship.

They were in a state of "a day apart feels like three autumns."

Tsunade didn't expect that while she was daydreaming, she would suddenly hear Jiraiya's toad-like roar.

She hurried over, and seeing Hanzo of the Salamander suddenly appear before her, she clearly couldn't figure out the situation.

And beside Tsunade, Orochimaru was relatively more clear-headed.

Looking at the blood-dripping sickle in Hanzo of the Salamander's hand, a hint of solemnity flashed in Orochimaru's snake-like pupils.

The bloodstains on Hanzo of the Salamander's sickle undoubtedly indicated one thing—his hostility was very clear.

After the previous encounter, he clearly knew just how strong this "Demigod of the Ninja World" before him was.

If Hanzo of the Salamander were to suddenly lash out, even if Konoha could successfully defeat Hanzo of the Salamander through human-wave tactics, the losses would likely be an astronomical figure.

"Since the Rain-nin have already been defeated, why has Hanzo of the Salamander come here?"

Orochimaru couldn't help but wonder in his heart.