With the defeat of Hiruzen Sarutobi and others, the Iwagakure front line began to reorganize.
Mu took over as the supreme commander, leading the main forces of Iwagakure to attack Konoha Village, Kumogakure, Amegakure, and some smaller nations.
Ōnoki and Kakuzu still held down the rear, ensuring Iwagakure's supplies.
Hōzuki Gengetsu, on the other hand, led his troops and the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist back into Hidden Mist, preparing to seize Iwagakure through a coup or war, turning the world upside down!
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"They actually failed?"
Uchiha Madara, deep within his underground cavern, looked at the transmitted intelligence with astonishment.
He had originally thought that was Mu's final battle.
He didn't expect Mu to live a second life, overturning the Ninja World.
"Mu is a hero besides Hashirama and me! The only heroes in the Ninja World are me, Hashirama, and Mu!"
Uchiha Madara closed his eyes, unable to help but sigh.
After so many years, if one were to ask who paid the most attention to Mu, it would undoubtedly be him.
Uchiha Madara: "Mu, I will always watch you!"
Ever since Konoha was first established, his relationship with Mu had been intertwined.
The two had fought many times, almost becoming fated rivals.
"Hehehe.....Mu....you fellow, I actually admire you a little now....."
What Uchiha Madara admired was Mu's spirit.
For an ordinary person to reach such a height in the Ninja World, the hardships involved were probably only known to Mu himself.
In his youth, he accompanied the First Tsuchikage in establishing Iwagakure, fighting his way through a chaotic world.
In his prime, he visited Konoha and immediately confronted him head-on. Although there was an element of luck, he was willing to admit defeat; luck was also part of strength.
Then, he formed factions to assassinate him.
Although he was somewhat displeased, he had to admit it was indeed successful.
Later, he killed Hashirama.
After that, he and Hashirama had a rematch with Mu.
And then, he was revered by thousands, leading Iwagakure to become the largest Ninja Village.
Now, dragging his aging body, he once again overturned the Ninja World.
Splendid, oh splendid, truly splendid!
At least it was much better than him, who hid in an underground cavern all day.
"I really want to have a good, satisfying fight with you, you fellow!"
Battle intent flickered in Uchiha Madara's eyes.
"Mu, you fellow, don't die yet!"
Uchiha Madara muttered to himself.
He didn't know if he would still have a chance to fight Mu.
Before, he always wished for Mu's death.
Now, he hoped Mu could live until he was resurrected.
Once he was resurrected, he and Mu would have another good, satisfying fight!
"Lord Madara is muttering about Mu again recently..."
White Zetsu couldn't help but speak as he watched the muttering Uchiha Madara.
"Hehe, these two can be shipped too....."
White Zetsu chuckled mischievously.
Black Zetsu: "....."
Black Zetsu's mood was far from beautiful; he hadn't expected Mu to survive again.
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Kikyo Mountain!
The Iwagakure forces reassembled; their position was at Kikyo Mountain!
This mountain had witnessed countless battles, and now it would usher in a new war!!
Tens of thousands of Iwagakure troops gathered, the atmosphere enthusiastic and lively. The soldiers excitedly chatted.
Because leading them into battle was Old Tsuchikage!
Mu stood on the high platform, looking down at this massive army.
His gaze fell upon the familiar Kikyo Mountain, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.
This mountain held too many memories for him.
The last time they fought to Kikyo Mountain was during the First Ninja World War.
At that time, as the commander, he led the allied forces of the four Villages to attack Konoha Village.
"Time truly flies!"
Mu couldn't help but sigh.
Years had passed in a blink of an eye, but those past experiences were still vivid in his mind.
He slowly walked down the high platform and entered the crowd of Iwagakure forces.
When the Iwagakure Ninja saw his arrival, they cheered loudly, their voices echoing throughout the valley.
Mu smiled and waved to them, feeling their enthusiasm and morale.
Amidst the enthusiastic cheers, Mu began to visit the Iwagakure Ninja.
He spoke with every soldier, asking about their recent situation and training.
The Iwagakure Ninja were all full of respect for him, reporting their work and lives to him.
Mu listened patiently, offering encouragement and guidance from time to time. He knew that these Ninja were the pride of Iwagakure, and his most reliable comrades.
"Old Tsuchikage! You are in good health!"
"Old Tsuchikage, you still have your magnificent bearing!"
The cheers of the Iwagakure Ninja rose and fell, like thunder.
The Iwagakure Ninja enthusiastically surrounded Mu, their faces beaming with reverence and joy.
Mu, with a smile, slowly walked through the crowd, responding to everyone's greetings one by one.
His steps were steady and graceful, as if time had not left many traces on him, only his body was aging.....
Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted in the crowd.
An elderly Iwagakure Ninja stumbled and squeezed through the crowded people, walking directly in front of Mu.
"Old Tsuchikage! Old Tsuchikage!"
The old man's voice trembled slightly, seemingly very emotional.
Mu stopped and looked closely, only to see that the old man's face was full of wrinkles, his hair was white, and his Ninja uniform looked somewhat worn.
"Old Tsuchikage! Old Tsuchikage!"
"I was just an ordinary Ninja under Captain Shichiba Fuma's squad. After the First War, you honored me in the Village!"
"You were really ruthless!!"
The old man gasped for breath.
Mu was startled.
Not many Ninja who survived that tragic First War remained; Mu himself was already so old, let alone these ordinary soldiers?
Mu tried hard to recall the old man's face, and after a long while, Mu finally remembered!
It was these old Iwagakure Anbu who had carried him to the throne of the Four Nations' Supreme Commander back then.
When capturing the Nine-Tailed, it was also this person who said he would protect him.
He even resorted to self-harm to force him to calm down.
"So everyone is still here... Are you all doing well!?"
"Everyone..... why are you still on the battlefield, why haven't you retired to enjoy your golden years?"
Mu asked, holding the old man's hand.
Mu was more concerned about the lives of these old soldiers.
If Iwagakure started sending old people and children to the battlefield, then it would truly be over.
"Old Tsuchikage! We are all well!"
"We just missed you too much! We deliberately joined the battle just to fight alongside you again!"
The old man straightened his back, trembling as he tidied his old-style Iwagakure Anbu uniform.
Mu felt a pang of sadness for a moment; when one gets old, it's indeed easy to be swayed by certain emotions.
"Take care! I won't let you sacrifice yourselves! You must persevere, and I will bring victory back to Iwagakure!"
Mu said earnestly.
Instantly, the old Anbu burst into tears.
"We only hope Old Tsuchikage remains in good health!!!!"