LRAB Chapter 89 Iwagakure, Nonoyu
Chapter 89 Iwagakure, Nonoyu
Chapter 80 Iwagakure, Nono (Fifth Update)
Unlike Konoha camps, which mostly use tents, Iwagakure camps are mainly composed of earthen barracks built using Earth Release techniques.
At this moment, flickering torches and campfires have been lit throughout the camp, and patrols and guard duties are carried out in an orderly manner.
The camp must be surrounded by various security measures, and there may even be explosive tag traps buried there. You must be extremely cautious if you want to get any closer.
In particular, the camp is likely to be equipped with a perception barrier, and entry and exit must be made through the main gate; otherwise, once triggered, the person will be immediately identified as an enemy.
Although they came to launch a surprise attack, their attack, which took place in the center of the Hidden Rock Camp, was clearly more effective in causing damage.
While Jiraiya and the others were secretly observing, fourteen Jonin from Iwagakure were gathered in a tall barracks in the center of the camp.
The barracks were built of thick rock and earth, and were spacious inside with a solemn atmosphere.
The commander guarding this place is Huang Tu, the son of the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki. At the age of twenty-one, he already possesses the strength of an elite Jonin and is a powerful Earth Release ninja.
He was a burly man, nearly 2.2 meters tall, wearing a red ninja hat, with sideburns and a beard, and dressed in brown chainmail and a red tight-fitting combat suit.
Huang Tu frowned, his expression solemn. After looking around at everyone, he said in a deep voice, "Wen Ya and Tie Pan, you two will each lead three hundred ninjas to the front line tomorrow and follow the orders of Lao Zi and Lord Han."
"Yes, sir," the two replied in unison.
"Iwazaki, Asahi, Korosaki—" He then named several more Jonin, "You will all accompany me."
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Several people responded and accepted the order.
Inside the barracks, Jonin Reki felt heavy-hearted.
He was still fighting Konoha ninjas on the front lines in the afternoon, but now he is escorting the wounded to the rear.
It was he who reported the battle situation at the front to Huang Tu.
The original tactics devised by Lord Shiki were quite perfect: to attract Konoha's main force with a frontal assault, disrupting their defenses, and then send elite troops to use earth-escape techniques to penetrate the defenses and directly attack Konoha's rear camp.
There are a large number of wounded and support personnel in the Konoha camp. If they succeed, it will severely damage Konoha's morale.
However, this deployment went awry—the raiding force suffered more than half its losses, and even the hunter was killed.
Lao Zi originally thought the operation was a success, but he never expected it to end like this.
Enraged, he vowed to teach Konoha a lesson, and even planned to use the Tailed Beast Ball to raze the entire Konoha camp to the ground.
Gravel's return to the rear was not only to escort the wounded, but also to replenish the front lines with troops, especially Jonin-level combatants.
After Huang Tu gave his orders, the crowd dispersed one after another.
He sat alone on the tall stone chair, frowning in deep thought.
Iwagakure has taken Red Rock Canyon as planned. As long as they hold it, they can continue to wear down Konoha's forces.
The key is to use this to shake the political stance of neighboring small countries—especially the country of grass.
If this goes on for too long, other ninja villages might realize that Konoha is weakened and take the opportunity to join forces to attack Konoha.
However, variables still exist.
Konoha has an abundance of promising successors.
Yesterday, a young ninja using the Flying Thunder God Technique appeared on the battlefield, and today another young man who attacked and killed a hunter has emerged; he seems to be a medical ninja as well.
Given this situation, if Iwagakure continues fighting, its own losses will also be considerable.
He has informed his father, Onoki, of the situation at the front lines; the decision on what to do next will have to be made by the Tsuchikage himself.
Hidden Rock Camp, Medical Barracks.
Since the start of the war, Nono, a medical ninja, has been dispatched here to treat the wounded.
Yesterday, the medical barracks received over a hundred wounded soldiers, and Nono and a group of Iwagakure medical personnel worked until late at night.
Today, nearly 100 more injured people were received, and emergency medical treatment continues uninterrupted.
She was exhausted, hungry and tired, but with so many wounded, there was no time to rest.
The medical barracks, stained with blood and filled with constant wails, finally quieted down a bit by evening.
The smell of blood gradually dissipated, replaced by the aroma of disinfectant and herbs.
Nono dragged her tired body as she changed the bandages of an Iwagakure ninja.
The other person gave her a grateful smile, which warmed her heart, but then she felt a sharp pain.
She has experienced this scene countless times.
Traveling between various ninja villages, she healed countless people with her superb medical ninjutsu, and also wove countless lies with her gentle smile.
In Sunagakure, she was a devout medical student; in Kumogakure, she was a wandering physician displaced from her home.
Now in Yanyin, she has become a border healer who saves lives.
She excels at gaining trust through kindness—a concerned look, a gentle greeting, or timely medical intervention can all help her target lower their guard.
But each success left a scar on her heart.
Those who sincerely thanked her, those who considered her a friend, will never know the secret hidden beneath her gentle smile.
Sometimes she wondered if these people would still smile at her if they knew her true identity.
"Doctor Yu is so kind," a ninja nearby said sincerely.
Nono returned a slight smile and said nothing more.
When she arrived at Iwagakure, she named herself "U" to remember her real name—Yakushinono U.
She hadn't heard anyone call her by her full name in a long time.
She fears that one day, even she herself will forget.
"Yu, you must be tired too. Go eat first and get some rest." The medical staff on duty arrived on time and reminded him.
"Okay, Senior Sasa." Nonou responded softly, handing over a notebook. "These are the wounded's medical records."
"Yu, you're as meticulous as ever." Zuo took the notebook; the handwriting on it was neat and detailed.
"Thank you for your hard work next time, senior." Nono bowed and then took her leave.
As the last rays of the sunset faded, the night deepened, seeping into the heavens and earth like ink.
A slender crescent moon hangs obliquely in the southwestern sky, resembling a cold, quenched sickle, gleaming with a hazy and pale light.
In the camp, the torchlight flickered in the night wind, brushing past Nono's weary profile and casting a long, trembling shadow at her feet.
She slowly suppressed her smile, dragging her exhausted body toward the cooking area.
At this moment, she was exhausted not only physically, but also mentally.
The conflict between her identity—that Iwagakure was invading the Land of Fire and fighting against Konoha ninjas while she was here trying to heal Iwagakure's wounded—left her exhausted.
Especially during times like these, she misses her home even more—the Konoha Orphanage.
Nono looked up and gazed south, her eyes gentle yet firm.
Four years and one hundred and twenty-two days—that's how many days she's been away from Konoha.
This number increases every day, and she counts it silently in her mind every day.
The laughter in the orphanage in my memory has gradually faded, and the aroma of curry rice wafting through the streets of Konoha has slowly disappeared.
Only this longing grows clearer with the passage of time.
A long-term pretense is like an endless drain; every smile depletes the last of one's inner energy.
She felt like an oil lamp, the oil slowly running out.
Only when she thought of Konoha and Kojiin could her heart soften again.
There lay her family, whom she was determined to protect, and her home, which she was determined to defend with her life.
On countless sleepless nights, this thought became the only light that kept her moving forward.
She really misses home.
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