"Where?" Uchihato covered his head and said these two words with difficulty.

The ninja didn't answer, and quickly turned around to lead the way. Uchiha Do quickly followed.

Walking from the east to the south of the camp, we saw the elite team going to support returning and were surrounded by a circle of Uchiha tribesmen. Uchiha Kyo was carrying a person on his back, and all the Uchiha tribesmen around were pale.

Although he was going to war with Qianshou, there were still a considerable number of tribe members in all directions of the camp to prevent Qianshou from sneaking up and attacking behind him.

“Get out of here!”

Uchiha Doo shouted loudly, rushed up in two steps, and the crowd separated automatically. Uchiha Kyo also hurriedly handed over the body behind him.

When he actually hugged Uchiha Tashima's corpse, his face turned pale, his mind buzzed, and he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and he subconsciously looked up.

The tribes around him were all the same expression as him, confused and helpless, and were extremely depressed. He suddenly shuddered and remembered his identity. He was the eldest elder of Uchiha. Except for the clan leader, the one with the highest status is himself. Everyone can be depressed, but he cannot. If he is confused, then the whole Uchiha will be finished.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Listen, you have never seen the corpse of the clan leader. The clan leader has never come back after he went to support Uchiha Eagle. Do you understand?"

His eyes scanned, and all the tribe members who were seen by his eyes changed slightly, and hesitantly nodded.

"Next, find a place to hide it and don't be discovered by any tribe." He said, handing Uchiha Tashima's from Uchiha to Kyo, and warned everyone present, got up and walked back.

Back to the front line, Qianshou's offensive has slowed down, but judging from the opponent's posture, there will be a more fierce next attack soon. Now it's just a temporary rest.

Uchiha Zhan commanded his clan members to take advantage of this moment to rest. Seeing Uchiha Dou back, he hurriedly met him and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Uchiha Do whispered in a very low voice: "Die!"

"snort!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, he heard Uchiha Do's confirmation, and his throat became sweet and a mouthful of blood surged up. He glanced at the large group of people resting around him and swallowed it back.

"What should I do?" He asked with a little confusion. Feng Lingchuan was lost and the clan leader was killed. Even though he had been through many battles, he was still in vain. At this moment, he felt that the Uchiha family would reach the end.

"Don't panic, we must stay calm now. I have issued a ban order to conceal the death of the clan leader. Now I will mobilize all tribe members to prepare for war. At the same time, let the War Eagle pass on the order of Narapo and let the Feather Sword come to support him. There are about a thousand living forces there." Uchiha Tou said in a deep voice.

Uchiha Zhan was already panicked at this time and nodded subconsciously. Soon after, a war eagle flew towards Narapo with orders.

So now, let's take a look at the situation on the entire battlefield.

Kazuma Kazuya, on the front battlefield, Chiaju was determined to fight a decisive battle. Although they could still resist, they also had obvious disadvantages. If Chiaju of Feng Lingchuan was surrounded by Chiaju again, it would only be a matter of time before they were captured.

At the Fengling River, Uchiha Masada led the last troops to resist, and his death was a foregone conclusion. Uchiha Yasuyoshi led the 700 people withdrawn to Kazuma Kawaya.

In the distance, Uchiha Gong was leading a thousand northern ninjas to support him, but it still took more than one day to see the time.

Finally, there is the Narapo battlefield, which is relatively the most comfortable and the most complete preservation of combat power. But today, the war here is also ushering in.

"Prepare for the detonation talisman, as Kunna is thrown out, the first and second echelons, alternately use fire escape attacks, do not relax the defense on the left, they may surround the flanks."

On the battlefield, a young man about fifteen years old stood on a high slope and was orderly in command. He was wearing the red armor unique to the Uchiha family, with long hedgehog hair, and a piece of hanging down covering his left eye. He looked at the attack of Qianshou in front of him with expressionless expression, exuding a sense of arrogance.

"Brother!" A sudden voice came, and a young man about three years younger than him came running with a sword in his arms and shouted at him: "Brother, Master Yu Jian is looking for you, I'm very anxious."

Madara frowned. Uchiha Yujian rarely looked for him during the war, but this also indirectly shows that there is indeed an urgent matter.

He glanced at the Chiaju Ninjun who was still attacking, glanced around and said, "Yibo, command on my behalf, Izuna, let's go."

As he said, he jumped down the high slope and walked towards the center of the tent with Uchiha Izuna. When he entered it, he saw a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting in his seat, holding a piece of intelligence in his hand, frowning. Uchiha Yujian, the youngest quasi-film-level powerhouse in the Uchiha family, the highest decision-making member, and the commander of the Narapo battlefield.

Seeing Madara and Izuna enter, he first asked, "How is the battlefield situation?"

Madara replied: "Chanju's attack was very resolute this time, much tougher than before, but we still have some supplies left and have the advantage of geographical advantages, and can still withstand it."

Uchiha Yujian exhaled a long sigh and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Uncle Clan, what's going on?" Madara asked calmly, the other party's reaction was abnormal.

Uchiha Yujian raised the information in his hand, threw it to him, rubbed his head and said, "Look at it yourself, the situation is very serious."

Mada took it, looked at the information in his hand, frowned slightly, "Is Feng Lingchuan lost?" He muttered to himself, his tone a little surprised.

Izuna, who was standing beside him, obviously had no concentration, and her face changed drastically, and she exclaimed: "How is it possible for Feng Lingchuan to be lost?"

Madara took the information and sat cross-legged, and said with a cold face: "There is nothing impossible. Feng Lingchuan is in short supply and the pressure he faces is even greater than that of Kazuma and Kagu. The loss is not too unexpected."

Izuna swallowed her saliva, found a seat to sit down, wanted to say something, looked at her elder brother's face, and finally endured it.

Uchiha Yujian nodded secretly and admired Madara's calmness. When he was fifteen years old, his strength and psychology were far inferior to him now. Uchiha's next generation was expected.

He couldn't help but ask, "Mari, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!