The Story of the Wind Wanderer
Tactics Cliche #162

Still on the same night, the midnight bells had rang, breaking the capital's nightly silence. The bell toll is also a sign of bad weather slowly approaching from the South. The clouds there look very dense between the night sky, and many times show flashes of blue. The dark clouds continued to move, and slowly drew closer to the Zephyra Kingdom.

Prince Welt returned to his two comrades, Azura and Xavier, who were still at the top of the capital's fortified gate. Up there, he brought news of the formation changes for his troops, and informed the changes to the two princes of the two friendly countries.

"Move the archers and witches closer to the fortress, position them also on top of this fortress. The cavalry remained on the right and left sides of the line, and in the middle used shield and spear formations. For sword-wielding warriors, place them between the formations!" Welt spoke straightforwardly of his plan of slightly changing the formation of the tens of thousands of troops that were currently still standing gallantly filled the expanse of grass in front of the capital's gate.

Azura and Xavier had a chance to look at each other when the direction went down. They both also had time to look at Welt's face and serious expression when giving the direction, different from before which held more doubts. The first prince of the Zephyra Kingdom seemed very confident in his decision, visible from the glare of his two sharp-looking black eye irises.

"What about when the battle happened? We don't know what the battle is going to be like, do we?" azura asked, curious and about to make sure.

Welt's sharp eyes glanced at Azura and replied, "The Dark Forces have a weakness against magic, hence I want to protect and really utilize the witches we have."

Welt's gaze turned back to the front, looking at the thousands of troops that were still there and continued to say, "we also have an advantage in magic, and it's not just one or two people. Moreover, when the battle broke out, coordinate the cavalry to slightly widen and crash from both different sides, encircle the enemy forces and attack at the same time."

Azura was only silent when Welt was talking. He then looked at Xavier who was standing opposite him, and nodded his head at the prince from the Kingdom of Lagarde. The blond man then rushed away from the top of the fort, down the stairs, and began to carry out the directions given by Welt.

Azura then stood right next to Prince Welt, looked at the stormy sky to the South and asked, "what makes you look so sure? Did Your Majesty the King tell you anything?"

Welt nodded and said, "it's just that our problem is with Asta or Astaroth, and one of his followers who managed to incapacitate almost all of our troops in the Pearl Region in just an instant."

For a moment, the wind felt so calm. The atmosphere of the night is very calm and cold, but with a view of the sky that is far from good. The formation of the troops slowly changed, they moved, and filled several positions determined by Welt. Xavier seemed to be walking back and forth, and did not stop crying, providing coordination and direction for all the troops there.

"Asta can't be faced alone" murmured Welt, dumbstruck with a very fixed view looking at the storm clouds in the South.

"Who will face him alone? He is our enemy, and we will face him together!" sahut Azura, firm on the words spoken.

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The hours Astaroth and the Dark Forces he led were toyed with by nature, only walking in the same places and territories. Finally at midnight, he and all his soldiers can get out of the game that really drained his emotions. They were out of the Zephyria Region, and it only took them several tens of kilometers to be able to get to the fortress of the Zephyra Kingdom.

Dark skies were always above Astaroth's head, following wherever his army moved. Thunder sounds continued to be heard, followed by blue flashes that continued to be seen among the dark clouds.

"The enemy forces are ready, they are filling the expanse of grass right in front of the capital's gate, Your Majesty." Baltazhar suddenly appeared, from a wisp of black smoke, then transformed into the figure of a man in a robe and his black clothes were torn.

"Report whatever you see there, Baltazhar!" pinta Astaroth, glanced sharply at the Baltazhar figure hovering next to him.

Not requiring any further ado, Baltazhar answered the question immediately, saying, "a line of masked warriors, spears, and swords. Horsemen on the right and left sides of the line, as well as witches and archers on the back."

"It is more or less the same as the army we face in Pearl, Your Majesty," Baltazhar continued, speaking with his usual heavy intonation.

"Clise tactics" murmured Astaroth with a bright blue glare, "it should be this morning that we can enter the capital" he continued, looking very optimistic and ambitious.

The footsteps of tens of thousands of black banner warriors rang out, they stepped in unison, making the ground they were stepping on rumble and tremble. Not only human soldiers from the Mystick Kingdom, but the army was also filled by soldiers given by Asmodeus. Fucking creatures with unusual shapes. In addition to ground troops, just below Astaroth can be seen air forces flocking to follow the steps of the ground troops. They were small winged, horned, and sharp-faced demons.

"Your Majesty, there is a message!" Baltazhar suddenly spoke, and on his left shoulder was seen perched a bat in pitch black.

"The owner of natural forces has arrived in the Middle Continent, precisely in the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Lagarde. He also seemed to already know the situation that was going on in his country." The bat was apparently able to speak in a crisp tone, and relayed a message to be heard by Astaroth. After delivering the message, the bat suddenly melted itself into dark-colored ash, and disappeared in the wind.

The look on Astaroth's face instantly changed, initially optimistic and ambitious for the upcoming war, instantly turning into confusion. He then turned his head, looked at Baltazhar and said, "take some troops with you, Baltazhar, go to Lagarde and kill the owner of that power!" astaroth said, firmly, immediately make a decision.