Alfenheims Warlords (a SAO fanfic)

Chapter 38

The formations of Guilds and Lords with their troops and members could be seen a decent distance away from the only fort Midnight had managed to make considering he had one of the poorest parts of Hel when it comes to being able to get any income. The fort was Lv.3 with a single length of stone walls and a Stone keep within but it's garrison currently was rather poor considering what Midnight could put in it. There was only about 15 Units in total, a mixture of some Skeleton Swordsmen, Archers, Zombies, and a couple of Reavers tossed in for more variety.

But even as Midnight stood on his battlements and looked out with his battle armor on and holding his twin long daggers as their chains were wrapped loosely around his forearms, he knew that as long as he stayed within the fort and held his ground till Reaper and Kommando did their parts, he should be able to hold and push back these invaders.

That being said, as he looked over the vast formations coming forward over the desolate hills and plains and even a few fields of Death Rice recently planted, he wondered how long he had before he would have to start Summoning his own hordes of Zombies just to hold on.

At the forefront of the whole formation that stretched far left, right, and center, and nearly numbering a whole third of it with 50 units in total, was Lord Eugene as his lines stretched far, long, but thinly. His flanks were secured by three different Lords and Ladies with smaller armies with only at most 10 units but they still held their flanks rather securely considering still those numbers.

Behind Eugene we're about 4 more Lords and Ladies with only 5-6 troops in total but there was one army he knew oh too well at this point that was Lord Kirito's although he only had 7 units so he was unsure if Kirito was actually here in full mind for battle like previously. Finishing off the formation were several small guilds as they were acting as partial screening, partial skirmishing units in front of the larger army.

Still, as he looked over the army, he knew this was either going to make or break them when it came to the larger picture of how this games war would play out. If they lose the fort here, then Midnight is forced all the way to his capital as he won't be able to get enough gold or resources from the other villages he has to get even a half decent army out to fight back.

But if they win, he can use the time to get an actual army built up again but as he looked over the enemy coming forward, he was in doubt he would be able to stop them.

Eugene looked at the fort, which by many means actually quite decent in both design and stature, but as he looked across its many defenders he could tell this Prince of Plague was likely trying to come up with any defense to stop them. But as he glanced around as those whom had joined him in this effort, he knew this Prince was about to suffer a tremendous blow to him as all of the units around them would simply swamp any army that came for them.

Of course, watching the Alf army moving along, Reaper and Kommando stood side-by-Side on their mounts as Kommando looked through a spyglass, he wondered if he had brought enough units.

40 Units, 20 Swordsmen, 10 Archers, 6 Cavalry, and 4 Reavers as he had also thrown in 1 of his Bone Giants and 1 of his Bone Dragons too. Reaper was fielding a 45 Unit army of similar composition but he had summoned two Blood Dragons instead of Giants or Bone Dragons.

They both had managed to get their units into Veteran ranks before the battle along with equipping them with half decent BloodSteel items as these two factors alone could make anyone fighting them have a tough time. That and the fact that both of these Princes were also going to be planning on slamming their forces into the flanks and rear of the Alves meant that these Alves were in for a fight that was going to hurt for them more than for what they had come for. Still, as Kommando looked over the enemy lines, Reaper asked him, " You ready for this."