Reincarnated with an Analysis system.

The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue across the battlefield. The Fiona Kingdom had already taken their positions, numbering a formidable 180,456 soldiers.

The soldiers were strategically positioned in a wide formation that was designed to help them secure a victory.

Their plan included the addition of 18 marksmen, each positioned in different flanks. These flanks were covered by 40 swordsmen, and 10 magic users and the remaining soldiers were armed with various weapons.

At the front of each flank, different generals rode on horseback, ready to lead their troops into battle. In the middle of the formation stood cannons and wild beasts, which would help to scatter the enemy\'s formation.

The demon lord Jira, king of Fiona, sat atop a majestic white horse in the center of the formation. His adviser Lilith was also mounted on a horse beside him. Jira looked around to ensure that his men were in place and smiled confidently as he spoke.

"Any sign of the elf boy yet?" He inquired.

"Nothing yet Sire." One of the generals beside Jira answered back, using his magic eyes to zoom in on the other side of the battlefield.

"Demon Lord Jira, I say we take the fight to them? Scarvage the forest if we have to." Lilith placed forth her thoughts.

A sigh left Jira\'s mouth before he issued a command, "Tell the left flank to launch an attack inside the forest if the enemy doesn\'t show up in the next five mins, that should draw him out".

"As you wish." The commander bowed his head and went to inform the left flank of the orders.

The commander went to deliver the message but it was no use. Slowly, the people of the forest started showing themselves.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, the sound of marching feet and the clanking of armor grew louder. The forest people, aided by their allies, had strategically positioned themselves in a formation that was designed to counter Jira\'s army.

The forest was alive with the sound of movement as 60,000 strong emerged from the trees, their movements precise and calculated. Sato, having spent the past few days perfecting his strategy, had placed his forces in strategic positions throughout the forest.

The formation was spread out, flanked on both sides and inside the forest were 20 different beastmen, all holding rifles in their hands. The right back of the formation was protected by shadow wolves and monitored by 24 missile launchers, which were controlled by Carion.

At the very front of the formation stood Divanchi and Deka, ready to lead the charge. Sato himself was positioned on a chariot at the left side of the formation, giving him a good vantage point from which to oversee the battle.

Despite the daunting task ahead of them, Sato\'s forces were confident. They had prepared for this moment for days, and they knew that they had the skills and the manpower to emerge victorious.

"Wow, Jira didn\'t hold back at all," Sato uttered, looking at the large number of military soldiers fighting for Fiona.

"Master, they are a lot more than predicted, are we going to be able to hold our own against this many?" Yuri asked, standing beside Sato on the chariot.

"Relax, I told you before, trust me." Sato replied, his eyes fully forced on the center of the enemy\'s formation.

As Sato and Yuri were discussing their plans, a sudden burst of blinding light appeared behind them.

Interrupted, they quickly turned around to investigate the source of the light, only to see the witch of destruction Ava and the witch of rage Kirah emerge from the brilliance.

"Successor, you shouldn\'t be on the battlefield. I told you, I\'ll take care of it for you," Ava said as she approached Sato, concern etched on her face.

Sato remained calm, meeting Ava\'s gaze evenly. "I appreciate your concern, Ava, but I must be here. This battle concerns us all. Besides, I trust in my own abilities and those of my allies."

Kirah snorted in disdain. "Hmph, you always were too confident for your own good, Successor. But we\'ll help you, despite your recklessness".

Sato gave them both a small nod before turning his attention back to the battlefield. His mind was focused on the task at hand, determined to lead his forces to victory

Sato turned his attention to Ava and asked, "Did you bring them?"

Ava snapped her fingers, and magic-looking earpieces emerged from a portal, hovering in front of Sato. "Of course," she replied.

Sato smiled, pleased with her response. "Aril, you know what to do," he said, addressing his intelligent assistant.

<<Understood, I have already linked it to all leaders, instant teleport activated.>>

The floating earpieces disappeared and reappeared in the ears of all the leaders of the flanks in Sato\'s forces. They were shocked but not overwhelmed, as they had been informed beforehand.

"Can you hear me? Is this thing even working?" Sato spoke through his earpiece.

The men murmured almost immediately, surprised to hear Sato\'s voice at the same time. "Yes, master, we can hear you fine," Divanchi responded, her eyes locked on one of the enemy\'s generals.

"Very good," Sato said, pleased with the outcome. "Before the war can start, apparently there\'s an old tradition the demon empire always carries out… one person from both parties must fight a single battle, and the winner determines which side has the most favor."

"So now, one of us has to volunteer for that, Lord Sato?" Deka asked.

"Precisely," Sato agreed.

"I\'ll do it then," Deka said, opening his fist for his Scythe to appear in his hand before he walked forward.

Lilith informed Jira, "Looks like they are planning to do the old tradition."

Jira grunted, "The Mijora tradition? Is he mocking me? No problem, send one of the commanders to engage."

"Understood," Lilith replied.

A small magic orb flew to the front flank and began to play a record. "General Rizen, partake in the tradition and take down the enemy," Jira\'s voice resounded from te orb.

"As you wish, my lord," General Rizen replied with an excited smirk.