Chishui City!
This border town between the Land of Wind and Land of Rain serves as a crucial bridgehead for Sunagakure's forces. Built on mountains and surrounded by water, it's a natural fortress, easy to defend and difficult to conquer. The reddish-brown mud coloring the nearby river gives Chishui City its name, meaning "Red Water City."
Inside the central headquarters, a tense strategy meeting unfolds. The Third Kazekage, leader of Sunagakure and renowned as the village's strongest Kazekage, sits at the head of the table. His resolute gaze falls upon the two figures below.
"Is the plan finalized?" inquires the Third Kazekage, his voice laced with steely determination.
Seated to his right is Chiyo, the Kazekage's advisor. Though her features hint at a frail exterior, her sharp eyes hold the glint of a seasoned kunoichi. In her youth, she was known as the famed "Sand Shinobi Flower," a legend whispered with respect.
"Lord Kazekage," Chiyo replies with a raspy voice that belies her unwavering conviction, "our plan is flawless. Konohagakure remains blissfully unaware. Their leadership clings to their outdated strategy, intending to overwhelm us after capturing Chishui City. They have no idea what awaits them."
"With Mitarashi Zashi leading the Konohagakure forces and surrounding us in Chishui City, the situation seems heavily skewed in our favor," Ebizō, the Third Kazekage's advisor and Chiyo's younger brother, spoke up from his left. A renowned Kage-level shinobi himself, Ebizō bore a striking resemblance to Chiyo in his slightly aged features.
The Third Kazekage boomed with laughter after hearing Chiyo's confirmation. "Excellent! However," his expression turning grim, "I can only imagine the smug satisfaction plaguing that fellow, Mitarashi Zashi. Half a year ago, he launched a surprise attack on our main force. Now, he believes he has us cornered. He must be reveling in his perceived victory!"
A flicker of shared disdain crossed Chiyo and Ebizō's faces.
"The battlefield is ever-shifting, Zashi," Chiyo said with a sneer. "Temporary triumphs don't translate to eternal dominance. It's high time he's reminded of Sand Shinobi's true might."
"Indeed," Ebizō concurred. "This battle presents a golden opportunity. Not only can we cripple Konohagakure's main force, but we can also use this as a springboard for a full-scale counteroffensive. A decisive victory will secure fertile lands for Sand Shinobi's development, propelling us from the weakest of the Five Great Ninja Villages!"
Meanwhile, outside Chishui City, Mitarashi Zashi stood atop a boulder, gazing upon the besieged city with a triumphant grin.
"Just one more day," he declared, "and the Second Ninja War will be over. We can finally go home victorious."
Gekkou Yoru, ever stoic, allowed a rare smile to grace his lips at the prospect of success. "Victory in this battle will undoubtedly boost our faction's reputation within Konohagakure. Even that arrogant Hiruzen will have to acknowledge our strength."
Mitarashi Zashi's expression hardened at the mention of the Hokage. "Hiruzen? That incompetent buffoon! He lacks both external merit and internal wisdom! Upon assuming office, he prioritized power struggles over the village's well-being! The nerve of that man… Hokage indeed! Frankly, I've always suspected foul play in the Second Hokage's death. Perhaps his demise was a carefully orchestrated fabrication by Hiruzen's faction!"
Yoru cautioned, "Careful, Zashi. The circumstances surrounding the Second Hokage's passing are well-documented. Our own people were present when the Hokage's will was enacted. While I understand your animosity towards Hiruzen, such accusations are unfounded and reckless."
Mitarashi Zashi's face paled as Yoru spoke, his eyes darting nervously. After a long, heavy silence, Zashi let out a frustrated groan.
Despite his misgivings, a deep-seated resentment burned within him. In his heart, Zashi believed himself far superior to Hiruzen in every way: strength, ability, and the rightful heir to the Second Hokage's legacy. He couldn't fathom why he wasn't chosen.
Gazing at the distant Chishui City, Zashi vowed silently, "Second Hokage-sama, I'll prove myself the better Hokage! This victory in the Second Ninja War will be my testament!"
Meanwhile, the Konohagakure forces had completed their encirclement of Chishui City, leaving only a single escape route leading back to the Land of Wind. This strategic maneuver, a "three-pronged formation," aimed to drive Sunagakure's remaining 4,000 shinobi out without a costly siege.
While outnumbered two to one, Zashi knew a desperate defense would inflict heavy losses on both sides. A swift, decisive victory was paramount.
With a booming voice, he issued the command, "Attack!"
Eight thousand Konohagakure shinobi surged forward like a relentless tide, their battle cries echoing across the battlefield. The sheer number of combatants, spread across several kilometers, created a terrifying spectacle. Even Kage-level fighters seemed insignificant amidst this overwhelming force.
The clash was immediate and brutal. Sunagakure unleashed a barrage of giant crossbow arrows tipped with explosive tags, inflicting heavy casualties upon the approaching Konoha forces. In retaliation, Konohagakure countered with their own massive crossbows, raining down fiery death upon the enemy.
Within ten minutes, the battlefield became a gruesome scene. Amputated limbs, shattered weapons, and the bodies of fallen comrades littered the blood-soaked ground. The once serene river now ran red, a testament to the carnage.
This was the grim reality of war, a crucible that not only claimed lives but also forged legends. A new generation of Konohagakure's most promising talents were about to make their mark.