chsdbacks Chapter 186: Battles Between the Parties.
Chapter 186: Battles Between the Parties.
"Now, immediately gather the clan's elite forces, along with all relatives and family members, and evacuate immediately!"
With a cold expression, Thousand-Handed Buddha immediately gave the order to kill to the people around him.
"Chieftain, what should be done with the rest of the clan members?"
An elder with half-white hair and beard asked.
A cold, indifferent glint flashed in Thousand Hands Buddha's eyes, but his voice remained unchanged: "Bringing them along will only slow down the march, and we'll have to allocate elite troops to protect them, which will only tie our own hands."
"It would be better to leave them in the clan's territory. This would not only delay the pursuers, but also... Hashirama Senju, out of consideration for blood ties, would never kill them."
Upon hearing this, the elder pondered for a moment before finally nodding, tacitly accepting this callous decision.
Without delay, Thousand Hands Buddha immediately led a group of elders and the clan's top elites, leaving the Thousand Hands clan territory silently and fleeing in panic into the distance.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
When Hashirama Senju led his troops to the Senju clan's territory, all they saw were elderly, weak, women, and children who had not had time to evacuate, as well as sick and disabled members of the clan who had difficulty moving around.
They stood alone in the empty tribal land, their expressions filled with anxiety, their eyes brimming with helplessness and terror.
"well……"
Looking at this familiar homeland that held countless childhood memories, Hashirama Senju felt a complex mix of emotions welling up in his eyes.
Warm memories of family gatherings from the past flooded my mind, filling my heart with bitterness and helplessness.
After a brief moment of distraction
Hashirama quickly composed himself.
With his hands moving rapidly, he formed hand seals, and a surge of powerful Wood Release chakra erupted, instantly forming a towering and wide Wood Release platform in the center of the clan's territory.
Hashirama leaped onto the platform, his gaze earnestly fixed on the bewildered clansmen below. He spoke in a clear, resonant voice that echoed throughout the entire clan territory:
"Fellow clansmen, Konoha is not a vicious and treacherous land, but a home that truly welcomes every Senju clansman! I, Hashirama Senju, swear on my life that after you join Konoha, you will never suffer any retribution or suppression. Konoha will do everything in its power to treat every clansman well!"
"Senju Butsuma has already abandoned you. As the head of the clan, he took only the elite and his relatives with him in the time of crisis, leaving you in this dangerous situation."
"My fellow clansmen, I, Hashirama Senju, have never forgotten the bonds of blood. I implore you to believe me!"
The Senju clan members, who had been filled with anxiety and hesitation, began to whisper among themselves as they listened to Hashirama's sincere words, and their expressions gradually relaxed.
The clan members have always been well aware of Hashirama Senju's character.
Hashirama Senju was kind and gentle from a young age.
Most of the family members knew that he had been falsely accused and expelled from the family years ago, and that he had suffered an injustice.
However, this was a topic that was absolutely forbidden within the clan.
The only option is to remain silent.
At that moment, an elderly man with gray hair and a faltering gait, leaning on a cane, walked shakily out of the crowd.
"Hashirama, were you absolutely telling the truth of everything you just said? You would never go back on your word?"
The old man asked in a hoarse voice.
Hashirama Senju's eyes were unwavering, clear and sincere. He raised his voice and solemnly replied, "I, Hashirama Senju, keep my word. I will never deceive my fellow clansmen in this lifetime. The Six Paths bear witness!"
The old man nodded slowly, the last trace of doubt in his eyes vanishing. He immediately loosened his cane, knelt down shakily, and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, we, the Senju clan, are willing to submit to Konoha and follow Lord Hashirama!"
Seeing this, the rest of the clansmen had no more hesitation. They all bowed and knelt down, expressing their willingness to join Konoha.
Hashirama Senju's heart finally settled down. He quickly stepped down from the platform and gently helped the elderly man up, speaking in a warm and earnest tone: "Please rise, everyone. There's no need for such a grand gesture. From now on, we are still one family."
He then turned to his attendants and instructed them:
"Immediately arrange for people to pack the belongings of all clansmen and escort them to Konoha to settle down."
"Furthermore, Konoha headbands will be distributed. From this day forward, you are all members of Konoha!"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
In the eastern seas of the Land of Fire, the sea breeze howls, whipping up waves, and the icy waters repeatedly pound against the shore.
After eliminating several hostile ninja clans in the east, Tobirama Senju led his troops to the coastline ahead of time to lay a trap.
Tobirama stood atop the reef, his gaze calm and sharp, methodically deploying his tactics:
"Detonation tags will be laid along the entire length of the nearshore waters to prevent Thousand-Handed Buddha from taking the opportunity to cross the sea and escape to the Country of Whirlpools."
"At the same time, set up a defensive line and be on guard against any possible surprise attack from Uzushiogakure. We must not give them any opportunity to take advantage of us."
After completing the deployment, Tobirama secretly left Flying Thunder God Technique seals at several key and hidden locations on the coast, gathering chakra at his fingertips, just in case.
With everything arranged, Tobirama Senju immediately led his team to hide in the dense coastal forest, holding their breath and waiting for their prey to walk into their trap.
Sure enough, in no time at all, Thousand-Handed Buddha led his exhausted clan elites and rushed to this coastline in a panic.
The group had been fleeing all the way, and their clothes were already disheveled, they were panting heavily, and their morale was extremely low.
Looking at the vast ocean before him, Senju Butsuma, forcing himself to stay awake, turned to the crowd behind him and loudly encouraged them:
"Everyone! Once we cross this sea, we'll reach the Land of Whirlpools! I've already sent word to Uzushiogakure (Hidden Village of Whirlpools), and they will surely send someone to meet us! Once we successfully land, we'll be able to completely shake off our pursuers and regain our lives!"
Just as everyone was regaining their composure and preparing to board the ship to cross the sea—
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A deafening explosion suddenly rang out, and the explosive tags that Tobirama had planted in advance were detonated instantly. The waves were blasted into the sky, rocks flew everywhere, and smoke and dust instantly filled the entire coastline.
"Take down Thousand-Armed Buddha!"
Tobirama Senju's cold shout pierced the air as he charged out of the dense forest, his chakra exploding around him!
His Konoha ninja followed closely behind, swarming forward like tigers descending a mountain!
The elite Senju Butsuma had been fleeing all the way and were exhausted. Facing the Konoha ninja who were waiting in comfort and had been preparing for a long time, they were completely powerless to resist and were soon defeated.
In the end, Senju Butsuma was pinned down on the cold beach by several skilled Konoha ninjas, his hands tightly bound by specially made ninja tools, unable to move.
Tobirama Senju slowly walked up to his father and looked down at the furious and struggling Tobirama Senju.
"well...."
A barely perceptible, complex sigh flashed in Tobirama Senju's eyes, but he eventually returned to calm.
"Tobirama! You heartless, ungrateful son! How dare you betray your family and your own father!"
"You bastard! Kill me or torture me, just give me a quick death!"
Thousand-Handed Buddha's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled desperately and roared.
He looked at his son, who had submitted to Konoha and captured him with his own hands, his heart filled with boundless rage and hatred.
Tobirama Senju remained calm, unaffected by his father's angry rebuke. He simply spoke in a composed tone, devoid of any emotion: "Father, the victor is king, the loser is villain; this has always been the case."
"At this point, struggling is futile. I will not kill you privately. Your crimes will be publicly tried by the Konoha Court and dealt with according to the law."
Tobirama Senju's words further enraged Butsuma Senju.
"Tobirama Senju! You son of a bitch!"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.