The Rise of Uchiha Madara

Madara is aloof and looks down on the audience with the gaze of a war terminator, so that the Thousand Hands Clan dare not give birth to a heart of arrogance.

"Yes...we lost..." Hashirama stood up after being silent for several minutes, gritted his teeth and said, "We accept Uchiha's request for unconditional surrender!"

"Return?" Madara retracted the kaleidoscope Sharingan and quickly lowered it from 50 meters in the air, "How can it be so easy?"

Hearing what Madara said, the Thousand Hands were stunned for a moment, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, they realized that what Madara said next was not simple.

Just as the Thousand Hands were feeling anxious, Madara smiled, took out a stone from his chest, and threw it in the direction of Hashirama.

The stone kept jumping up from the river and fell into Zhujian's hand. He glanced at the stone in his hand a little dullly. It said "Trap! Escape!" on it, his puzzled eyes gradually filled with shock.

"Madara..." Hashirama clenched the stone in his hand again, and looked at Uchiha Madara on the other side of the river with bright eyes.

"Do you still remember our dream?" Madara smiled, and stretched out his right hand to Hashirama, "Come with me now! Hashirama!"

In an instant, Madara's words made Hashirama's memory reappear on the cliff where the two talked about their dreams when they were 15 years old.

Hashirama was a little shaken, and he also slowly stretched out his right hand to Madara.

"Brother!" Feijian grabbed Zhujian's hand hanging in the air, "Don't be fooled, brother, he proposed the surrender, and now he is telling you about dreams, how can it be trusted!"

On one side is his former best friend, on the other side is his relatives, Hashirama doesn't know what to do, so he can only let Himama hold his hand, while he looks at Madara on the other side.

"Hashirama!" Seeing Toikama's obstruction, Madara walked towards Hashirama, and said again, "The Senju clan and the Uchiha clan are the two strongest tribes in the ninja world. If the two of us join hands, let alone a truce between the two clans. It is not impossible to bring peace to the entire ninja world!"

"Madara..." Hashirama looked at Madara's eyes full of light, he chose to believe in Madara again, so he let go of Tomona's hand, and walked towards Madara.

"Brother!" Tomona ran over quickly, reaching out his hand to stop Hashirama who continued to advance, "Many members of our Senshou clan died at the hands of Uchiha, and the alliance may be just an excuse for him to realize his ambition! "

"Toikama..." Hashirama grabbed Toikama's shoulder.

"Brother, shut up!" Tomama tilted her head and yelled at Hashirama.

"How can you believe it?" Madara realizes that Tomagama is the biggest obstacle to realizing the alliance.

"Hmph!" Feijian snorted coldly, and turned his head, "The grievances between the Senshou clan and the Uchiha clan have lasted for thousands of years. Half a month ago, the two clans agreed on today's battle. Alliance, no matter how you look at it, there is a problem!"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Madara's eyes turned cold, looking at the door.

"It's an alliance, it doesn't mean you want to use us to fight for you and realize your own ambitions!" Tobuma asserted.

"What are you talking about!" Quan Nai was about to explode, but was stopped by Madara's raised hand.

"The Senshou Clan and the Uchiha Clan have indeed had a long-standing grievance, and that's exactly the case. Shouldn't they understand each other and move toward unification?" Madara continued to talk to Tobima.

"Sounds good!" Tobima closed her eyes, folded her hands, and said coldly, "You Uchiha clan, I will never believe it!"

"Then what if..." Madara shifted his gaze to Hashirama behind him, and pointed at him, "Let Hashirama lead the Senju and Uchiha clans!"

"What!" Tomona suddenly opened his eyes, shocked but also choked up by Madara's words.

"Brother!" Quan Nai walked to Madara's side, pointed to the door in front of her eyes, "Obviously we have won, why do we keep accommodating them!"

"Quenna..." Madara put down the hand that Quanna was pointing at, and gently shook his head, "In war, there will never be a winner. If someone wins, someone must lose, and if someone is happy, someone must be sad!"

Madara walked to the center of the two clans and announced loudly to the two clans, "In these years, the two clans have fought continuously, lost their homes, displaced people, lost their relatives, and lost their best friends in battle. What can the two clans gain?"

Madara's revealing words made the people of the two clans fall into silence, lowered their heads and sighed...

"The mutual prejudice is the root of war. If we don't let go of the thousand-year grievances between the two races, the war will never be stopped! In this later life, there will be countless Uchihas and countless Senshou fighting!" Madara clenched his fists , shouted loudly, "Isn't the pursuit of peace the long-cherished wish of the two races for thousands of years?"

After a few seconds of silence, someone behind Uchiha suddenly said, "I...I don't want to lose my family and home anymore..."

"Me too……"

"me too……"

"I don't want to fight, I want to be with my family..."

……

In less than half a minute, most of Uchiha's tribe had put down the swords in their hands, revealing their true inner thoughts.

"Alliance!" Someone in the Thousand Hands Clan suddenly shouted with his right arm, and in an instant, all the two tribes raised their right arms and called for the Alliance.

"Come on! Hashirama!" Facing the wishes of the two clans, Madara stretched out his right hand to Hashirama again.

"Alas..." Tomona saw that Uchiha and Senshou were beginning to understand, sighed and put down the blocking hand.

"Madara..." Hashirama clenched the stone in his left hand, stretched out his right hand to meet Madara's right hand, "Yeah!"

"Hey!" Seeing Madara and Hashirama open their hearts and being honest with each other, Quanna also stretched out her hand to Tomona, "We have been fighting for so long, we should stop..."

"Tch!" Seeing Quan Nai's outstretched hand, Fei Jian held the hand that Quan Na offered, even though his mouth was curled up in disdain.

With the handshake of the two chiefs and the deputy chief, the alliance came to an end...

After a few days,

"You really are at this place..." Hashirama walked to the cliff and sat down with Madara, "You still remember this place..."

"Yeah!" Madara looked at the distant sky with his right eye through the leaves, and smiled, "You always told me to build a village here!"

"Yeah! At first I thought it was just a fantasy, but thanks to you, our dream can come true!" Seeing the two clans building a home together under the cliff, he smiled gratifiedly, "I really hope it will be like this forever..."

"It will definitely! Because it has a very powerful name, called Konoha!" Madara stood up against the mountain wind blowing from the cliff, let go of the leaves in his hands, and spread his arms, as if embracing the future Konoha leaf.

"Yes!" Hashirama also stood up, and looked up at the leaves that had just drifted away from Madara's hand.

The waist-length hair of the two floated aside with the wind, and each other's laughter resounded on the cliff, covering the entire Konoha...