Mid range I presume
Hashirama steps into the field, confused as the man in front of him looks exactly like himself. Impersonation is a serious crime, one that he could not tolerate, specially on one with important figure such as himself.
"Who are you? And why are impersonating me?!" He roared as he taps the seal marks on his wrist, summoning windmill shuriken which a kanji lettered seal mark is created on its blade upon a simple touch. This seal triggers an explosion as it nears an enemy chakra, of course, the phony Hashirama wouldn't know this.
As soon as the windmill shuriken appears, Hashirama hurls it and performs a quick string of hand seals, multiplying to a thousand copies with seals, causing a behemoth of near endless explosions as they close in on phony Hashirama. Hashirama then channels his chakra around his body, enchancing his strength to monstrous levels.