War
It had come to this.
Corrin, King of Valla, stood at the head of his scouting party, looking out over the cliffs of Hoshido, towards the bay below, where the invader's fleet was docked.
Hundreds of ships, of foreign make, were anchored, flying the purple dragon banners of the foe; three hundred large vessels, and four to five hundred smaller ships, all filled with men and supplies.
It was the largest host ever assembled in their written history, larger than Nohr and Hoshido's armies combined, and unless they were stopped here, they would sweep over the entire continent, undoing all the peace and progress his extended family had achieved.
"Anankos was bigger." he said, feeling Yato's weight in his hand.
"Yes, but these people have many more soldiers.: Azura pointed out, "Quantity is a quality all its own."
"You don't need to tell me twice." Corrin stated, "It does not matter how many soldiers they have; they're useless if they can't get them ashore and into battle formation."
"It sounds like you have a plan."
"I do, but I'm going to need Xander's heavy infantry, and Ryoma's ninja." he then pointed Yato at one of the bigger ships, "I'm also going to need to find out which ship is their flagship. We'll use a witch to teleport us on board, and then we go for whomever leads this army, and take him out."
"I hope it will work." Azura said, "If it doesn't…"
"If not, then I have several more backups." Corrin admitted, "I expect something to go wrong, so I'm prepared to plan around it. One way or another, they're not getting past this beach. We've worked too hard to let this horde trample all over it."
"Then let's return to the main camp." Azura said, "So we can safeguard our future."
