Initially, the Sanin thought that after this ambush, there would not be a second one in the near future.
After Hai Laocang and the others returned to Sanin's camp, they sent a new team of Sanin as a patrol team. They increased the number of people and the strength level of the ninjas by more than one level. There were originally only a dozen people, but now there were 30 people, and there were also a few perception-type ninjas among them.
On the battlefield, when the crowd was mixed, perceptive ninjas were not very useful. After all, it was very difficult to find a specific person among thousands of people, and it was useless to find them.
Generally speaking, perception-type ninjas were more likely to be spies.
However, after learning that the ambush was only led by two people from Muye, Hai Laocang did not hesitate to deploy five perception-type ninjas to join the patrol team.
When the battle started, there were too many people to sense, but with this number, it was absolutely easy to discover them.
On this point, Hai Laocang was right, but not to mention, Hatake Shuoshi was a veteran who had been through life and death on the battlefield for many years, so he had long expected this.
However, whether the signal flare could be sent out or not, or whether there were perception-type ninjas joining in, was no longer important because Ming's plan was not to suddenly find a base camp.
Nearly two hours later, the new patrol team had all arrived. Everyone felt that Mu Ye's side would not be stupid enough to launch two surprise attacks in one night, and it was when the other side was on high alert.
However, half an hour later, they realized that they had guessed wrongly.
One of the perception-type Jounin suddenly shouted while everyone was patrolling,""Enemies! Four o'clock!"
Everyone was shocked and quickly looked in the direction he had mentioned.
Ming Zheng was standing on a rock that was more than five meters tall. He swung his burning right hand in a fist stance, and a violent pillar of flames instantly whistled towards the sand-like ninjas in an earth-shattering manner.
Everyone in the sand quickly jumped away, but the range of the fire fist was huge, and it still took two lives.
One of the Jounins took out a signal flare from his ninja bag while he was dodging. He quickly pulled it and fired it into the sky.
Five seconds later, a white flare that was especially obvious in the night sky exploded in the air. When the sand ninjas in the camp saw the signal flare, they were so surprised that they could not believe it. Didn't they just launch a sneak attack two hours ago?
However, since the distress signal had been sent out, he could not sit idly by.
Under the orders of their respective team leaders, a team of 100 people quickly rushed out. However, when they arrived at the scene of the incident, Ming and Hatake Shuoguo were nowhere to be seen. They only saw a few corpses that had been cut in half and burned to ashes on the ground. After careful counting, there were a total of six people.
Compared to the previous time, the number of people had decreased. Perhaps it was because they had arrived in time this time, or perhaps it was because the number of people in the team had increased and the overall strength of the ninjas had increased.
But even so, the sand-ninjas were still gnashing their teeth in anger. Their sand-ninjas had been killed, but the other party was fine.
After sending the corpse back to the camp, the captain of the Sand Warriors immediately asked to meet Hai Laocang.
In the camp, the captain of the Sand Ninja team knelt on one knee in front of the highest commander, Old Hai, and said angrily,""Lord Hai Laocang, Bai Ya and that little brat from the Whirlpool Clan have repeatedly launched surprise attacks on our patrol team, and every time, they would flee after fighting. This is simply intolerable.”
Old Hai Zang was also quite shocked. Although he was strong in combat, how could Bai Ya, who was always straightforward in doing things, play such a trick?
But even with Hai Laocang's foresight, facing Qimu Shuo Mao's actions, he was speechless.
This was because in terms of physical strength, no one was a match for White Tooth. Even if the two strongest people in the military camp were to gather together, it would be difficult to defeat Hatake Shuohei.
Now that he was playing this trick, Old Hai Zang was at a loss.
It was impossible to catch White Fang on the spot. Moreover, that kid called "Swirl Ming" was cunning enough and difficult to deal with.
And even if they were to chase after them, it was obvious that there was an ambush waiting for them at Mu Ye's side. It was obvious that they could not chase after them.
In this way, he could only watch as the other party swaggered around in his line of defense and killed people before swaggering away. He could not chase after them.
It was like the other party had slapped you hard on the face, and you couldn't retaliate. You could only let the other party slap you again. It was an extremely aggrieved feeling.
After thinking for a while, Hai Laocang said,"I'm going back to the village…I'll see if I can share the good fortune.”
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