Within this day, the entire Xianci team was wiped out, Jilai was also seriously injured, and Shuomao severed his arm. This was Konoha's only battlefield defeat since the beginning of the Three World Wars.
The people in Konoha camp gathered more and more, and Mizumon also returned with Kakashi, surrounded by Jilaiye and Shuomao respectively.
Lu Jiuzheng organized the Ninja Shinobi to remove the Chakra diffusion cannon from the material warehouse and place it at the entrance of the camp to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of the attack.
Masahiko reluctantly calmed the rope tree. He originally thought that it was Tsunade who needed more comfort, but he didn't expect Tsunade to be silent for a while, then cheered up and devoted himself to the treatment of the wounded. Emergency evacuation will definitely cause some damage.
"Kenji, you as a father are not as important as your lover and younger brother. Tsunade has no signs of phobia... Then I can rest assured, then, see you in about 20 years?"
Masahiko muttered to himself when facing Kenji's body.
After a long while, the rope tree wiped away the tears on his face, and said: "Grandpa Gao, let's send my father back to Konoha for burial."
Masahiko nodded, then shook his head, "Tomorrow, it's too late, it's too late today."
"Moreover, we will also gather the Senju tribesmen and let them withdraw from the battlefield first. They will all participate in the funeral of Kenji, and the funerals of several other tribesmen..."
This time the loss of Qianshou was relatively heavy. In addition to Kenji, there were six elites in the Kenji squad, and the entire army was wiped out.
Taking a look at the rope tree, Masahiko sighed, "Daoshan, you go to gather the people."
"Yes, grandpa." Dao Shan replied immediately.
"Daoshan has matured a lot over the years, he is not the boy who was the pit brother of World War II." Zheng Yan nodded with relief.
After that, Masahiko also joined the ranks of treating the wounded, and together with Tsunade and a group of medical ninjas, finally handled all the wounded before the night.
"Let's take a break, Tsunade, tomorrow we will escort Kenji back to Konoha together."
Tsunade hesitated, a sad expression appeared on his face again, "I will accompany my father again."
"You can't die... You don't necessarily have to be resurrected from death," Masahiko suddenly changed his words when he wanted to comfort him, "Maybe I see him again one day."
Tsunade was startled, Masahiko smiled, "Go and rest."
"Master Naruto!"
One after another shouts sounded outside.
Masahiko had a meal, but he didn't expect that Ri Zhan would come in person when he heard the news.
Rizhan looked like a servant, saw Masahiko, and looked at Tsunade who was in good condition next to him, and he was slightly relieved.
"Elder Masahiko."
Masahiko nodded, "Go and see Kenji. Tomorrow I will escort his body back to Konoha with the Senju clan... and Sakumo together."
He thought that Shuo Mao's arm Tuan Zang might have a way, and Shuo Mao's current state is not suitable for participating in the war for the time being.
"Shuo Mao?" Ri Zhan was taken aback. Hearing the news of Kenji, he handed over everything to Danzo and rushed to the battlefield. He didn't know what happened to Shuomao.
Masahiko didn't explain, and asked Rizhan to see for himself, but he asked Lu Jiu to arrange a camp and went in to rest. He was a little tired.
"The future is always changing."
Lying in the camp, Masahiko sighed slightly, and then remembered Loulan's trip.
If it weren't for Sarah that the boy likes tall puppets, he would not go to Sand Ninja Village to make Optimus Prime, and Sand Ninja Village would not have two more secret weapons, and Kenji would not die.
"In the final analysis, the responsibility is still with me... Who am I to provoke someone! And Sand Ninja Village, Chiyo..." Thinking of Chiyo, Masahiko fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Masahiko and a group of Senju Ninjas, along with Sakumo Kakashi, escorted Kenji's body back to Konoha.
Tsunade was also in the queue.
On the way, Masahiko looked around and frowned, "There are only so many people from the Thousand Hands Clan in the battlefield?"
The rope tree was slightly sad, "There were originally more than 30 people."
"That's not much..." Masahiko was taken aback, the Thousand Hands Clan's land was in midair.
"Thousand-armed people are not looking forward to it these years."
Tsunade came to Masahiko a few steps, hesitated, and motioned for Rooseki to stay away.
"Grandpa Gao, there has been something wrong in the clan over the years, and the number of people has become scarce."
Masahiko frowned and motioned for Tsunade to continue.
"Since my grandfather's generation, the fertility of the Qianshou tribe seems to be getting weaker and weaker, especially in our generation..." At this point, Tsunade was still a little embarrassed, "Only Yusuki has it. Future generations, this is because of your medicine..."
Masahiko was startled, and suddenly realized that in these years, he had indeed never found a child from the Qianshou tribe.
"Impossible." Masahiko secretly lined his heart.
This is not a world of fairy tales, the stronger something is, the less likely it is to have offspring. With a physique of thousands of hands, it should be easy to pass down to future generations. Look at the slightly weaker Maelstrom family. Since Masahiko ordered to encourage childbirth, the population within the family has grown extremely rapidly.
"At that time, I only thought the rope tree was an example, but I didn't expect everyone to be like this."
Masahiko looked at Tsunade, "You didn't find the reason?"
Tsunade shook his head, "No."
Masahiko thought for a moment, "What is the reason, diet?"
"They should have also discovered this situation, and the medicine should have been used, but only the rope tree took effect." Tsunade whispered.
Masahiko nodded, "I see, after your father's funeral, I will carefully study the reason."
"The rope tree is effective because of better physique? Then Tsunade... Forget it, let's take a look at Michiyama."
There was no word all the way, and after rushing for most of the day, everyone returned to Konoha.
Danzo greeted him at the door. After Masahiko stated the current situation in a few sentences, he asked in a low voice, "Can you do anything about Shumo's arm?"
Tuan Zang shook his head, "It's impossible to regenerate a severed limb."
Masahiko frowned, recalling the original work, "Naruto's arm... is the intercolumn cell used?"
Looking at Danzo in front of him, Masahiko is actually not convinced that he has not studied the cells between the pillars. It may be impossible. It may be possible but he does not want to...
"Forget it, I'm not really relieved to let him come, so let Sakumo go to the country of the vortex to see if Yuna can make a prosthesis. It really can't, after two years, Oshemaru will naturally have a way. ."
Compared with Danzo, Masahiko would rather believe in Oshemaru.
Later, under the organization of Masahiko and Danzo, Kenji was buried in Konoha's cemetery.
The funeral was very concise. Only Masahiko Danzo and a group of people from the Thousand Hands tribe attended. On Konoha's hero monument, Masahiko himself engraved seven names on it.
Looking at the tearful Aika that Tsunade and Nooseki were supporting, Masahiko had a slight headache.
Looking at the thousand-armed tribe with less than half a hundred in total, Masahiko squinted, and said in his heart: "Old ancestors, I personally took care of your creation! Don't leave a man and a woman, no one will go to the battlefield."
"By the way, where's the fat cat?" Masahiko thought of it now, "It seems that it is still in the Oshe Maru, I hope it will live a little bit longer..."
Yesterday, a single chapter had a prize quiz for half an hour, and someone guessed it right, so I deleted it. Later, the children's shoes may not see this chapter. Dongbuyu children's shoes, please contact me in the group and send the red envelope, thank you! There may not be any more today. I will pay the debts slowly. If you write quickly, it will explode. Forgive me! These two chapters are a bit boring, you can guess why Senju is infertile if you have nothing to do... No one should be able to guess right. It is purely personal. I just don’t want to turn Senju’s extinction into a conspiracy theory, and it’s nothing. Let them blend into the civilians, guessing right, I will kneel down three hundred and sixty degrees!