Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 166 So you dare to attack our Konoha?

At the main gate of Konoha, it was still dark, but a large number of ninjas had already gathered. They wore all sorts of clothes and outfits, but they all wore the same thing on their foreheads: Konoha ninja headbands.

"Let's go...we can set off once we're ready."

As Hashirama gave his orders, a flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes as he looked at the elite ninjas sent by the various clans. However, he quickly suppressed it and his face regained its resolute expression.

Ban stood to the side, expressionless, his thoughts unreadable.

"There is only one objective for this mission: to kill every enemy we encounter," Ban said calmly, his face expressionless.

Madara was wearing a deep blue stand-up collar trench coat typical of the Uchiha clan, with a white belt around his waist, ninja combat shoes on his feet, and a huge flame fan on his back.

This is the Flame Fan, passed down through generations of the Uchiha clan. Made from a branch of the Divine Tree, it is extremely hard and possesses the unique ability to deflect Uchiha attacks. However, at this time, they do not understand what the Divine Tree is; they only know that this fan represents the highest power of the Uchiha clan and is very useful, capable of deflecting most release-type ninjutsu depending on the user's strength.

Hashirama's long black hair fluttered in the wind. He wore a black, tight-fitting combat suit with red layered armor over it. The Senju clan's insignia was embroidered on the layered armor on his left shoulder. He wore red iron bracers on his wrists and a Konoha headband on his forehead.

A massive black sword was driven into the ground. It was one of his most proficient ninja tools. Although it did not have an outrageous skill like the Flame Fan, it could conduct chakra and release two high-powered blue glowing chakra blades by infusing chakra.

The ninjas present looked at the two of them with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

They always felt that the two young clan leaders were not very strong, after all, they had taken over the throne too early and their strength had not yet grown.

However, the two gave off a very different feeling at this moment, like two legendary ninjas who had experienced countless battles, their sharpness fully revealed.

"action!"

At Madara's command, the dozens of ninjas gathered at the gates of Konoha instantly vanished from their spots.

This was Konoha's first real counterattack, and their target was the Tsukiyo clan of the Land of Lightning—the same clan that Hashirama had previously encountered, skilled in using Lightning Release.

......

"Yan Yi..." Ban Jian looked towards the village entrance and called out to the person beside him with some concern.

Yan Yi was still rubbing his eyes; he had only just gotten up and wasn't fully awake yet. He knew it was the day his brother was leaving for war, and although he trusted Ban-ge completely, he was also worried.

"It's alright, Banban. We know how strong our brothers are and how well we have with our fellow villagers. Nothing will happen," Yan Yi reassured Banban, though he himself was a little worried.

He knew that Madara was no ordinary man, and neither was Hashirama; they could be considered the chosen ones of this era.

Others might not know, but he knew very well that even if everyone else died, the two of them wouldn't die easily.

Although Yan Yi is confident that he can change his predetermined "fate" by exerting his subjective initiative, at this time, he actually hopes that so-called "fatalism" can play a role.

Asura and Indra would never die so easily.

Moreover, Yan Yi always felt that Madara's temperament was becoming more and more similar to the "Uchiha Madara" in her memory. Although she hadn't seen Hashirama much, he must have changed a bit as well.

"It's not even dawn yet, let's go back to sleep. We have to get up early for our morning exercise later..." Yan Yi muttered, then pulled on Ban Jian's sleeve and went back into the house.

Itama was still worried. He sat on the bed, looking at Yan Yi who had already fallen asleep again, with a deep look of concern on his face.

"Big brother...you must stay safe."

Unable to sleep, Banma sat on the bed, quietly watching Yan Yi.

This was a true war, and he knew that victory wouldn't be easy. Sooner or later, he and Yan Yi would be on the battlefield again. When that time came, would he still have the power to protect those he cared about?

"Yan Yi..."

Itama couldn't help but reach out and touch Yan Yi's face, his fingertips gently gliding through Yan Yi's soft hair.

Yan Yi wasn't actually asleep; he was repeatedly thinking about how to proceed in the future.

Everything was in complete chaos now, and his memories were utterly useless. He had never imagined that ninja villages from four different countries would attack Konoha together.

But there's nothing he can do about it now. His strength just can't improve quickly. Even though his brother Yan said that his progress is incredibly fast, he still can't make any waves in that kind of war.

"Why can't you just give me a cheat code... If you could just give me a world-destroying power, would all this trouble even be necessary..."

After his mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts for a long time, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep again.

......

boom!

Dozens of kilometers away from Konoha Village, a violent burst of fire shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

As dawn broke, this was the temporary encampment of the Moonlit Clan. They never expected that the Konoha people would dare to come and attack them directly.

However, they didn't have time to think about it, because those dozen or so scarlet eyes were staring intently at the group of ninjas from the Moonlit Night Clan. The cold chakra emanating from those eyes could definitely scare them half to death, even if they had just woken up.

"The Uchiha clan??"

The dark-skinned ninjas, led by the Moonlit Clan, immediately perked up, not expecting their opponents to deliver themselves to their doorstep. Realizing what was happening, the ninjas quickly assumed fighting stances.

"So it's you ugly, dark-skinned bunch who dare to attack our Konoha Village?"

Madara was furious. He hadn't been this angry before he met the enemy, but now, seeing the enemy staring at him greedily even as death approached, he felt nauseous.

"Heh, you think you can win the battle by sending all of Konoha's people out? You've come out to die, so just wait to be surrounded and wiped out in one fell swoop."

Hashirama listened to the dark-skinned ninja opposite Madara and felt that he looked familiar and his voice was also familiar.

"Oh? Wood Release kid's here too? Perfect, I'll take care of you all at once." Moonlight Blackie (too lazy to think of a name) sneered and immediately ordered his subordinate ninjas to prepare for battle.

They were confident because they had figured out their fighting style based on the ninja clans of Konoha.

The Uchiha clan is extremely proud, so they will definitely launch an attack. They have already laid an ambush; once the Uchiha arrive, the ninjas from the four great nations will surround them.

At this moment, flames soared into the sky, and without even needing to send a signal, all the surrounding families could see them.

Madara gave a dismissive sneer: "You'd better see if you can hold out until they arrive..."

No way! Since they've decided to launch a preemptive attack, they're not going to give them a chance to surround them. The three Konoha clans with scouting abilities have already positioned themselves around their perimeter, ready to defend against any potential attack.

In other words, the key to victory for both sides lies in whether they can completely wipe out the entire Moonlit Clan within another ten minutes.

There were also more than thirty ninjas from the Moonlit Clan present, so it would indeed be difficult to kill them in just over ten minutes, but it didn't matter, let's kill them first.