Red Island stood as the dividing line between the Land of Water and the Land of Fire.
Surrounded by the sea, the left side belonged to the Land of Fire, while the right stretched into the dominion of the Land of Water.
It was here that Aa had planned to lead Konoha's forces into battle. But what he didn't expect was that Konoha's army would advance directly without hesitation.
As for the location of Red Island, the Mist had intentionally leaked it. Since Konoha believed this to be a decisive battle, then Mist was more than willing to turn it into one.
"Jinpachi Munashi, Kushimaru Kuriarare, Ameyuri Ringo, Jinin Akebino, Fuguki Suikazan, Raiga Kurosuki, and Mangetsu Hozuki." Ao's gaze was sharp as he looked at the infamous Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist.
"This army of Konoha shinobi, numbering more than 10,000, will be left to you."
"Hmph, don't worry, Ao." Fuguki Suikazan, wielder of Samehada, grinned. "I'll make sure the Konoha dogs never set foot back home."
The blade in his grasp seemed to writhe in anticipation.
In addition to the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, over 10,000 Mist shinobi lay in wait on Red Island, prepared for the slaughter to come.
They had set the perfect trap. Now all they had to do was wait.
In the Konoha camp, Yamanaka Inoichi wiped a sheen of sweat from his brow.
"Captain Yaomaru, I can sense multiple powerful chakra signatures ahead." His voice was grave. "No mistake about it… it's the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist."
Yaomaru exhaled sharply. "So they've gathered their monsters, huh? Fine. Then let's make this a battle to the death!"
As Konoha's forces neared the shore of Red Island, Inoichi's sensory abilities grew sharper, the details becoming clearer.
"Fugaku? Why are you here?" Minato Namikaze turned to see Uchiha Fugaku beside him, surprise evident on his face. "Didn't your clan head forbid the Uchiha from participating?"
Fugaku scoffed. "That was before. The clan head has reconsidered. I'll feel more at ease fighting at your side, Minato. Don't get yourself killed."
Minato chuckled, warmth in his eyes. "Thanks, Fugaku. You be careful too."
A vast army of Konoha shinobi sprinted across the water, moving in perfect formation. Their hands were held behind their backs as they ran, their movements fluid, disciplined.
From atop the cliffs, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen watched them approach.
"Finally, they're here," Jinin Akebino murmured, gripping Kabutowari tightly.
The Mist shinobi stood in formation, poised like predators eyeing their prey.
Sarutobi Yaomaru, leading Konoha's vanguard, raised his hand. The entire army came to a sudden halt.
For several tense seconds, both forces stood in silence, merely watching.
Then Yaomaru dropped his arm.
"Attack! Annihilate the Mist shinobi!"
"Annihilate the Mist!"
"Annihilate the Mist!"
The deafening war cries of Konoha's shinobi thundered across the battlefield.
"Do these fools really not understand that sea warfare is our domain?"
A sudden gust of wind roared across the battlefield, followed by towering waves surging towards Konoha's forces.
Panic set in.
The waves were immense—easily tens of meters high. But this was beyond mere ninjutsu.
This was a natural disaster.
"What the hell?!" Yaomaru's eyes widened in horror.
The sea churned violently, forming whirlpools that stretched endlessly into the horizon. Konoha shinobi were swept into the waves, some dragged beneath the surface without so much as a scream.
"Earth Style: Earth Wall!"
"Earth Style: Double Mud Gate!"
"Wind Style: Gale Surge!"
Several Konoha shinobi scrambled to counter the waves, erecting barriers of rock and attempting to dispel the water.
But it was futile.
The ocean consumed their defenses effortlessly.
"Fire Style!"
Some shinobi desperately unleashed streams of fire—but it was laughable. No fire jutsu could evaporate an entire sea.
Explosions rang out across the water as Mist shinobi began their attack. Shuriken, kunai, and explosive tags rained down upon Konoha's floundering forces.
Boom!
Plumes of water and fire erupted into the air, bodies vanishing beneath the waves.
"AHHHH—"
The screams of dying shinobi filled the battlefield.
This wasn't war.
This was a massacre.
Black smoke rose into the sky, mixing with the thick scent of blood.
On a nearby cliff, Raiga Kurosuki grinned. "Let's add a little extra spice, shall we?"
He crossed his twin blades, the Kiba swords, crackling with electricity.
"Lightning Style: Thunderstorm Slash!"
Boom!
Bolts of lightning exploded from the heavens, striking the sea. The electricity spread through the water, engulfing the helpless Konoha shinobi.
The results were immediate.
Hundreds of shinobi convulsed, their bodies frying from the inside out.
By the time the electricity dissipated, more than 16,000 Konoha shinobi had perished, and another 6,000 lay maimed or dying.
"Damn it, it was a trap!" Nara Shikaku clenched his fists, fury boiling in his veins.
He had been outplayed.
Fugaku and Minato stood together, both wounded but still standing.
"Minato, are you alright?" Fugaku asked.
Minato exhaled heavily. "We underestimated them. The Mist was ready for us."
The waves showed no sign of stopping.
Then came the final blow.
Two thousand Mist shinobi stepped forward, each bearing the same mark. They weaved signs in perfect unison.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!"
The sea erupted. Two thousand enormous water dragons soared into the air before crashing down onto Konoha's forces.
The battlefield vanished beneath the onslaught.
The impact sent Konoha's remaining shinobi scattering like leaves in a storm. Some were hurled onto the shores of the Land of Smoke, others dragged into the abyssal depths.
From his vantage point, Ao smirked.
"Well, well, Konoha. Where's your legendary momentum now? You crushed Cloud, Rock, and Sand, but against us? You're nothing."
The blue sea had turned crimson.
Bodies floated in the water, their lifeless eyes staring blankly into the void.
Sarutobi Yaomaru's expression was grim. His army had been decimated. His decision had led thousands to their deaths.
"Retreat!" he shouted, his voice hoarse. "Fall back!"
But it was too late.
A Mist shinobi sprinted towards Ao, his voice urgent. "Sir, this isn't Konoha's entire force. Scouts report that thousands of additional shinobi remain in their camp!"
Ao's eyes gleamed with interest.
"Oh? So Konoha still has fight left in them?"
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