Naruto: The Legend of Mortal Bone Ninja

The howling wind and snow in the Kingdom of Iron was bone-chilling, making Li Zhen even more drowsy.

The number of seriously injured, dead, escaped, and finally the number of experimental animals left on the return journey: four.

The unintentional and thoughtless repayment of gratitude results in such a miserable end. No matter whether a person considers the impact after taking action or not, the consequences are fair to everyone, regardless of age.

Li Zhen realized in several battles with ninjas that the level of his group was weaker than that of genin. The only saving grace was that the fear was suppressed by the medicine and would not easily have negative effects such as being shaken. It brings some advantages to compete with the bastard ninjas in comics who don't even have faces.

In fact, it was a remarkable achievement. A group of ordinary children, including Li Zhen, were able to compete with genin with the help of drugs and less than three months of training. Even in wartime when the military strength was tight, Ninja villages everywhere will not commit suicide by letting unqualified genin go to the battlefield.The average training time for genin is about three years, and those with extraordinary talents will shorten this time. Therefore, when you see a kid on the battlefield who is so young that you wonder whose family came out to make soy sauce, you must be extremely careful, because it can make you For a kid of this age to go into battle is enough to prove what an unimaginable monster he must be.

Four young children were running quickly among the snow hills. One of the boys was carrying a Mifune that was twice his own size. In order to carry the huge body of an adult, he consumed more chakra than Li Zhen and the other three. The movement speed is also slower, and he is protected by three people in the middle.

No one, including Li Zhen, had learned how to deal with wounds. They just found a rag to bandage the wound on Mifune's head. I don't know if it helped.In order to reduce the load, the laminated armor on Mifune's body was removed and discarded. The broken blade of the ancestral sword that was held tightly even when he passed out was coldly opened by the inhumane Li Zhen and thrown away as garbage.

The reason why I bring this burden is quite profound.

…The imps don’t know the way back.

Although Li Zhen observed the surrounding terrain when he came out of the underground, no matter where he went in the Kingdom of Iron, his eyes were always silvery-white, and Li Zhen could not remember everything he saw in his mind.He is not one of those geniuses who naturally has a photographic memory, nor does he know any life skills to determine his own direction. He is just an ordinary person who relies too much on modern technological map navigation, and he does not look very smart.

Maybe that slumped face and reticence were just to cover up his clumsiness.

Li Zhen and the others belonged to Yamada Naoya's army. After the death of the samurai general, the adjutant led the team, and after the adjutant died, the squad leader led the team. At the end of the day, the only circle of power that Li Zhen could barely remember was Mifune, a familiar samurai.

After this guy wakes up and points the way back to the rear, perhaps there will be people hiding in the water temple to greet them. If that is just a bad lie, then Li Zhen can start his three-week adventure.

Whoosh-!

The sound of wind and snow covered up the sound of the sharp arrow piercing the sky, and due to the cold, Li Zhen and others felt numb, so the number of experimental animals was reduced to 1, leaving three.

Li Zhen's body and mind entered a fighting state for an instant. In the corner of his vision, the girl who often lit fires and cooked fell backwards, and a handful of hot blood hit Li Zhen's face.

Another arrow shot at the same time immediately after the arrow shot through the iron armor tied to Li Zhen's right arm. The pain of the arrow tip breaking through the hair follicles and flesh was like a needle prick. Before Li Zhen could react rationally, he was struck by the devil instructor. Muhara's trained muscle memory and instinct allowed him to erupt with powerful chakra in his arm and deflect the arrow!

"Huh?! Then, that guy...!"

"Not yet dead, quick! Kill them!"

Panic shouts came from the snow hill not far away, revealing the figure of the sneak attacker.

Following the movements of Li Zhen and the others, Mifune opened his eyes with difficulty. In his confused and confused vision, a figure holding a crossbow and sword appeared.

They were in ragged clothes and looked no better than beggars. Among the crowd that surrounded Mifune and others, there were some who looked panicked, some who looked numb, some who looked indifferent, and some who looked ferocious... They were iron. the people of the country.

The attackers were not rain ninjas or other enemies. Mifune knew several of them. They were the people of the Iron Kingdom who lived in a village on the border. They were the ones he and others wanted to protect through life and death...

Mifune also knew why these original targets of protection turned against him and others.

The samurai group is not a pure team. Behind the samurai are the influence of their respective families. Those greedy nobles are eyeing this war. Driven by layers of interests, the samurai work part-time as bandits in these border areas. .

There is only one declaration of justice.

"This is about to become a battlefield, and you will become the target of ninja ravage. For your safety, immediately evacuate to the central town of Iron Country."

Of course, the sooner the better, except for the minimum dry food and old clothes, no "excess" things are allowed.

For example, money, food, land, and of course the beauty who helps the samurai uncle pour wine is indispensable.

This order was issued by the samurai leader, the sword master. For the sake of the people on the border, he asked them to take their property and food and take refuge in the capital as soon as possible.However, under the methods of those greedy and greedy, this order was carried out in a greedy and cruel way. Almost every noble participated in it and plundered the people's wealth in order to expand the number of participants in this feast. By drawing every noble into the circle of interests, even if the sword master was furious afterwards, could he still kill them all?

The order was given by the samurai leader, and we just obeyed his order. Therefore, the hatred belongs to the samurai leader and the wealth belongs to them.

The people were driven out of their homes, and those who objected were beheaded on the spot, with their heads hung high at the entrance to the village.

They were driven into the ice and snow, wearing thin warm clothes and dry food that was too cold to bite. They lost their gentle and beautiful wives and daughters, the land where they had lived for generations, and their dignity...

The people on the border of the Iron Kingdom have never seen the brutality of ninjas, nor have they been ravaged by ninjas. They are just a group of bandits called samurai.Even if these villagers were lucky enough to reach the capital in such a climate and the war ended successfully, when they came back, it would be unclear which noble lord owned the land.

Hatred crazily enveloped these poor people, and soon, scattered defeated warriors walked on the same road with them in the direction of the capital. At first, the arrogant warrior uncle asked them to do this as a matter of course. The untouchables handed over the water and food, and the villagers did so. When the warrior uncle was at his weakest after eating and drinking, the villagers swarmed and tore the warrior uncle into pieces, and the hungry ones ate them.

This is righteous revenge!

They avoided the groups of warriors and singled out the defeated warriors who were alone. They took off their armored swords and guns to arm themselves, in order to collect more armored swords and guns to sell to make up for their losses.

To survive.

Just as Mifune recognized the villagers, the villagers also recognized the samurai who was working with the bandits. Now they saw an injured samurai and a few children. They thought they were easy to bully, but they still cautiously chose to attack them.

Mifune did not participate in the atrocities committed by the bandits, and even begged the samurai general to let go of those whom he and others were supposed to protect, so he was hung from a tree without water or rice for a week.

That was a stupid act asking for trouble. The samurai's swords did not belong to themselves, but to the family behind them.If you are born in this country and want to eat delicious food, live in a comfortable house, want your family to live a better life, and your children to receive a better education, you will be restricted and exploited by rules and regulations in this society, and maybe you will not be able to do so at the beginning. You don’t want to do evil things, but some people are willing to do them. If you do them too much, you will take them as a matter of course and as a reality.They are just knives in the hands of noble men. The swords that disobey orders will only be broken.

Mifune was able to say those silly and upright words, but this silly boy who came from a commoner background and had nothing from the beginning had nothing to lose.

"Please...please...please don't...hurt them..."

We are fighting for the people, how can we aim the knife at the person we want to protect?

The weak Mifune closed his eyes again. He did not see that the girl who first offered to help him fell silently in the blood. If he could see it, he wonders whether he would say such a thing again. talk.

Li Zhen looked at the people slowly approaching them and moved his arms that were stinging. The large amount of chakra that had just burst out was not only wasted but also damaged the meridians of his arms.

The boy carrying Mifune put him down and followed Li Zhen with his sword drawn.

I saw the leader of the child who was about to become a loner slowly draw out the knife, and the sharp light of the knife was not as cold as the coldness in his eyes.

"Kill them all."

Li Zhen ordered this.