Naruto The Warlord

Chapter 29

"Forward!", Naruto roared as his forces made it up the top of the middle, largest hillside. Several of his officers were leading a coordinated assault on the other 2 hillsides, while some were tasked with securing the land surrounding the village. Naruto wanted as few as possible of the Frost shinobi to be able to escape. The Nadeshiko shinobi, whoever they managed to secure, were either put in the care of the medics or paired up with the rearguard of the many, different units in order to sway the rest to their presence.

Their heavily armored bodies ran across the thicket between them and the village walls where they immediately began to scale the 50 feet granite walls. Leading from the front, Naruto was the first to reach the top of the wall.

Taking a moment to observe the village before him, his emotions rolled as he saw the carnage. Hundreds laid dead in the streets, the tall stone buildings having collapsed from structural damage. Whatever was made of wood burned and blood quite literally flowed through the streets as the snow fell.

Many of his clones from earlier had popped, revealing either success or failure in evacuating the civilians. There were still ton's of people left in the chaos of the city so they would have to work fast.

A street began right below him, covered in corpses and still fighting shinobi from both villages. The brick-laid street led straight ahead towards a town square, once pristine and beautiful now something out of a nightmare and a fevered dream. Corpses covered every inch of the plaza, where those who still fought were struggling to maintain their footwork while the fountain in the middle ran red from the bloody pollution of the bodies that littered it. Most of the fighting looked to be concentrated there, Naruto seeing what looked like hundreds of shinobi who fought for their lives.

It made his blood boil; Oddly enough, an emotion that was shared by the Kyuubi within him.

"On me!", Naruto roared, dropping down to the street. He didn't look back as he slammed into the ground, the street cracking beneath his weight and that of his following Iron Guard. The rest of the spearmen, who flanked a unit of archers, quickly followed, dropping into the wide, enormous street. "Spearwall!"

"Osu!"

Almost perfectly synchronized, his spearmen closed rank around him, forming a wall of spears and shields from one side of the street to the other. The street was just wide enough for a full unit to cover it all on their own.

"Forward!"

"Osu!"

Their boots stomped down the streets and across the bodies of the fallen, unimpeded by the carnage. The village in it's entirety seemed to shake at the weight of their boots, drawing the attentions of shinobi who fought nearby. Both the locals and the attackers paused as they saw the moving army, steadily claiming the street one step at a time.

As both sides seemed unsure as to what to do, Naruto decided that they might need a bit of convincing to avoid any accidents.

Pulling a javelin out of a nearby spearman's shieldhand, Naruto quickly threw it as hard as he could towards a Frost shinobi, a man who was perched with wide eyes on a broken street sign, eyeing their forces with shock. The javelin hit it's mark dead on, penetrating the shinobi's chest before he could react. The javelin then dragged the body along and stuck him like a screaming ornament upon the wall above the shop.

His action seemed to wake both the locals and the Frost shinobi up; The locals were now fleeing towards and past them, running hard for the direction Naruto and his forces had come from, finally realizing that help had come as they spotted some of their own at the rear.

The Frost shinobi however were forming up in front of Naruto and his men. While they didn't have any formations or such, they still easily covered both the street and the visible edges of the rooftops before them, ready to face Naruto and his army.