Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

hum!hum!

The shadows of the crowd were cast on the inky black ground, and muddy horns beneath the rumbling bells rang in their ears.

Solemn but not dull, solemn and ancient.

Amid the echoing music, Ah She felt his blood surge slightly and he looked up at the huge white monument.

pat...

Yunchuan, wearing a scarlet cloak, stepped onto the stairs. When he took the first step, the sound of a piano was played.

After the trombone comes the ethereal sound of the piano, and the music is full of a sense of ritual, as if praising those who climb the stairs.

This song was composed by Miroku, who is now the Minister of Ceremonial Arts. It contains all the unique sounds of the instruments of the Rain Country, and is the perfect song to mark the opening of a war.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yunchuan did not stop for a moment and stepped directly onto the high platform of the Monument to Heroes.

With his back to the monument and facing the crowd, his eyes swept across everyone's faces.

Ah She felt that the pair of deep and meaningful eyes seemed to linger on him for a moment, as if he saw a puppy mixed in with his lion group, which made Ah She subconsciously hold his breathing.

Yunchuan didn't say anything and didn't make any movements. He just stood there, and the trombones on both sides whimpered.

The gazes of everyone in the audience were extremely hot. Even Ah She, who was lucky enough to stand in the front, could feel it. The gazes were so hot that they seemed to burn through people.

What to say? What to do? If nothing works, just smile?

In this atmosphere, Ah She's breathing became a little heavy, and he couldn't help but think this in his heart.

But Yunchuan just stood there, with no expression on his face.

Several minutes passed, no one spoke, and no one stepped back. The scene was just quiet. Everyone stared at Yunchuan standing on the stage in silence. The only sound they could hear was the long sound of the trombone.

Yunchuan looked down at everyone like a monarch reviewing his army. His dark blue eyes were so deep that one couldn't see to the bottom, yet so attractive that one couldn't take their eyes off them.

Finally, Yunchuan slowly raised his arms and opened his arms to everyone.

The blood-red robe behind him rose up like a huge wing, casting a deep shadow that covered everything in front of him, and a suffocating feeling of oppression poured down on everyone.

That is the powerful force hidden in the flesh and blood, a symbol of taking everything to the extreme!

"Gentlemen, it is dawn."

With a slow exhalation, Yunchuan gradually lowered his arms, and his voice gradually rose from a low voice until it reached the highest state of his life. He sighed: "At such a dawn, the sky should be blue and pure!"

He pointed at his feet, looked at everyone and said coldly: "But, today, we stand here! Standing on the land of rain, which has been trampled and watered with blood!"

"The dark clouds of war still hang over our sky! Under our feet is a country that is groaning and crying in humiliation!"

"The dignity of this country has been trampled underfoot by those big countries! Those arrogant big country ninjas are riding on our necks and bullying us!"

Yunchuan raised his head and looked down at everyone in the hall. His eyes were as broad as a seagull looking down at the sea. He said in a deep voice: "Some people may say: I just want to live, I just want to live the most despicable life as a human being, that's all."

"Yes, they are right. Life and survival are so important. But I want to tell you!"

Yunchuan paused, his pupils narrowed as he looked at everyone, and said in a low voice: "As long as those ninjas from the big countries are still rampant in our land, we and even our families will never have a future!"

"As long as we continue to deceive ourselves like this, as long as people from other countries sneer in contempt when they mention the word Rain Country in casual conversation, we cannot live as living people!"

"As long as this crying country remains weak in the ninja world, our dignity as human beings will never exist!"

"Gentlemen, now, stand in front of the monument of the heroic spirits and tell me!"

The voice reached its peak and burst out from his mouth. Yun Chuan raised his hand with his palm facing upward and said coldly: "You, do you want to be slaughtered like pigs and dogs in their mouths?"

"Or use your blood and strength to tell them that you are also living people with families, hatred, love, and dignity?!"

Questions with the [Speaker's Talent] poured out from their mouths, and emotions of unwillingness, anger, hatred, fighting spirit, and fanaticism seemed to have entities, climbing up their skin and blood vessels inch by inch.

The angrier they were, the faster they climbed, licking every inch of skin with joy, as if they wanted to form a thick callus on everyone's bodies. The extremely intense feeling was so intense that it made one's scalp tingle.

In everyone's ears, there seemed to be a voice, slowly humming and singing, telling him that the sublime moment was about to come.

——Shout.

"war!"

At the same moment, thousands of people in the hall shouted almost in unison, and the roar sounded as if they were going to overturn Valhalla.

But Yunchuan still had no expression on his face, and the terrifying pressure was released, and he said coldly: "I can't hear it!"

"Fight! Fight!"

"Didn't you eat?" Yunchuan looked down at everyone, and one person's voice overwhelmed them, shouting, "Or is this the extent of your determination?"

"Fight, fight, fight!!"

The ferocious faces of everyone were illuminated by the blue light, making them look like evil spirits. Their voices boiled in their throats like the roars of wild beasts, and they roared and shouted like surging waves, resounding through the sky.

The air is filled with a fanatical atmosphere, constantly touching the most violent and restless instincts deep in people's hearts!

The shouts and roars echoed in the hall for a long time without dissipating. Like everyone else, Ah She's voice was slightly hoarse, he was breathing heavily, and his chest was heaving violently.

"very good!"

Yunchuan glanced at those fanatical faces and said in a cold voice: "I am very arrogant. I think there are no spineless wastes among my subordinates. I am very relieved that there are indeed no spineless wastes among my subordinates!"

“The five great nations think that we have no need to exist. The five great nations seem to have forgotten us completely. However, our existence is necessary for us. We hate dying without any reason!

"We have something more important than death, more important! Much more important! That's why we are standing here!"

"What we want is not the mercy of big countries, not false peace, but real dignity and a better future."

"If we don't fight, we will have no status, no peace, no dignity, no future, and we may die at any moment! Everything we want cannot be obtained by begging, but can only be achieved through iron and blood!"

"Gentlemen!"

Yun Chuan's words suddenly paused, he stared at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "In this catastrophe, the war has taken away countless lives. The power of the great country is unquestionable, and everyone may die."

"In the history written by future generations, they will find that no words can describe the cruelty of this disaster, and no language rhetoric can describe everything we paid for survival."

"We will carry the flame through the dark night, step over the remains of our comrades, walk through thorns and abysses, and finally relight the torch that continues to burn on top of the piles of corpses!"

"Our souls will dance in the ashes, with the breeze casting their silhouettes, that is the highest tune!"

"From now on, the dark clouds will no longer cover us forever. The world will know of our existence. Our presence will end this meaningless war, and we will see the real sky!"

call! !

Yunchuan suddenly raised his right arm, and his blood-red cloak flew up, making a dull whistling sound. He clenched his fist and placed it in front of his chest and said, "Cheers to ordinary humans like us."

“May our dawn last forever!”

boom! Bang bang! !

Everyone's fists hit their hearts like heavy hammers, like a roaring storm and thunder, and they could even feel the ground shaking under their feet. They screamed in an almost crazy manner: "Dawn, forever!!"

Everyone was trembling with excitement, and there was no longer confusion in their eyes. Instead, there was a fire ignited in their eyes, as if their sense of mission had been restored, and they became fanatical lunatics in this speech!

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"Lord Yunchuan, you are really scary."

At the edge of the crowd, leaning against the wall, Le You quietly lowered his fist from his chest, looked at the figure standing on the platform, and said with emotion: "Look at them, they are so hysterical!"

He has only been here for a year, but he has already been deeply immersed in this atmosphere.

Even if Yangyan Village asked him to go back, he would find excuses to delay.

Who doesn’t like a boss who is visionary, charming and generous?

But after hearing these words, Le You, who has lived for decades and has become a wise man, refreshed his opinion again.

The decisive factor that determines whether a person can become a leader is not his skills and strength, but his personal charm.

There is no doubt that Yunchuan, who possesses both strength and charm, has already given a nearly perfect answer.

The terrifying "empathy" and "infectiousness" of these words made his heart beat faster even though he was also from a small country and oppressed by a big country. It was enough to make thousands of people in the hall, most of whom came from the lower class of the Rain Country, rush to the battlefield frantically.

Thinking of this, Leyou glanced to his side and saw a face full of fanaticism.

Qiu Yu, who was once a member of the lower class of the Rain Country, stood beside him, looking at the high platform with a burning gaze and grinning, "Lord Kumokawa's command and charm are beyond the reach of even the five 'shadows'."

"He was born to be the one who is destined to be in this position. He is destined to be the one who can lead us out of the mud!"

In comparison, Kakuzu was much more indifferent.

Now he only has three hearts, namely water, wind and earth, and possesses only three emotions, namely sorrow, thought and fear, which allow him to observe everything from a third-person perspective.

A large proportion of the people in the hall have fallen into poverty due to war and oppression. These people should have been insignificant.

But facing these lower classes who had no culture at all, Yunchuan didn't say anything empty or pretentious. He just emphasized over and over again to the people in front of him what they longed for: survival, dignity, and future.

Kakuzu, who has lived from the Warring States Period to the present, has witnessed everything with his own eyes. Now he has also participated in the growth of Dawn and can deeply understand the differences and gaps between the Five Great Countries and Dawn.

In the past Warring States period, the way for ninjas to survive, in addition to fighting among themselves, was to accept employment from daimyos and nobles from various countries and help them win the war.

Later, Hashirama Senju changed the original way and established Konoha, which was then followed by many countries and developed into an era of one country, one village.

Behind the apparent peace, the fundamental problems actually still exist.

That is the employment model of ninjas, which is the same as in the Warring States period, a group of mercenaries rather than real soldiers belonging to a country.

The situation is better in the various ninja villages, where ninjas will occasionally work for the village residents for free.

However, the residents of the village are not real civilians at all. They are all people who used to be ninjas, or may become ninjas in the future.

Outside of the ninja village, even nearby villages require money to hire ninjas for help and to eliminate bandits. Civilians also need to pay to hire ninjas themselves. Ninjas will not contribute their strength for free.

On the surface, it is a fair transaction, but to Kakuzu now, this transaction seems very distorted.

In the eyes of almost all ninjas, the military expenses of the ninja village are provided by the daimyo, and Kakuzu once thought so.

But since he became the Minister of Finance of Dawn, he realized that the military expenses of the ninja village were actually paid by countless grassroots civilians.

These civilians had to pay heavy taxes every year, which were collected by the daimyo and major nobles. After that, a portion of them was distributed to the ninja villages to serve as military expenses for the ninja villages to develop their military strength.

Fundamentally, it was these lower-class common people who created the real wealth, not the daimyo, nobles, and those unproductive ninjas.

In the current view of Jiaodu, since civilians pay taxes, the state has the responsibility to protect them. The richer the people are, the higher the tax revenue will be. With the increase in tax revenue, the country can develop better. This is a virtuous circle.

However, he did not see these phenomena at all in the countries and villages of the ninja world.

The one country, one village system established by the first Hokage undoubtedly stabilized the power of the daimyo and the ninja, but it inadvertently brought the common people down to the dust.

Civilians simply could not learn ninjutsu. When faced with wandering samurai and defecting ninjas, they could either surrender to death or hire ninjas.

Even if the ninja village is incorporated into the country, its connection with the civilians is only maintained through "employment". They take money from people and help them get rid of troubles. In essence, they are no different from bounty hunters in the underground black market.

Such a connection is so fragile and almost broken, which is extremely sad.

Therefore, there is no doubt that civilians are a humble yet extremely important force that has never been taken seriously by anyone.

And Yunchuan saw them.

What they need is not love, not bondage, but dignity, survival, strength, resistance, fighting, and taking back what belongs to them.

Yunchuan is pioneering a completely different path.

After Kakuzu put himself in the shoes of the five major nations and the opposing side of his own group in his mind, he could only feel a deep fear.

"Poor Five Nations, you don't know what kind of horrible people you are about to face."

Kakuzu looked at the figure on the platform, his already numb heart beating slightly, and whispered: "Such a group of people, such a group of madmen, can you feel the pain that the Rain Country has experienced?"

Perhaps, he could really stand behind Yunchuan and take a look at the scenery that had never appeared in the ninja world for thousands of years.