The country of grass.
As a small country sandwiched between the fire country, the earth country and the wind country, it has always been like the name of the country, hovering like a wall grass among the big countries, relying on the information between the three countries of fire, earth and wind, establishing prisons to accommodate prisoners in various villages, and allowing the ninjas in the Three Kingdoms to act at will in their own territory in exchange for survival opportunities.
As for armed resistance?
The next door used to be a bully, but now the half dead country of rain has given a clear counter example.
So it is impossible to resist.
Even if we know that wood leaves will build a railway to the country of grass