"Those losses really were severe." Velin looked into the distance and spoke gravely.
"My lord, once we reach an actual battlefield, it probably won't be this brutal. After all, this kind of Landing Operation only happens when all of our powerful Transcendents have been tied down."
"That's true." Velin nodded. "The troops assigned to a Landing Operation must be elite legions."
"To strengthen our advantage even further, I'll also deploy several dozen more High-tier Soul Intent Transcendents."
"In short, there's only one goal. If we can crush them outright, there's no need for all those unnecessary tricks."
Hearing this, Kyle nodded in agreement. "Before absolute strength, every scheme is useless."
"Let's go. We'll meet the commander of the Sixth Legion."
"Yes."
Out at sea, aboard a warship, Galm Ex, commander of the Sixth Legion, looked at the troops regrouping on the beach and said in a deep voice, "The losses were still severe."
Alick Ex, vice commander of the Sixth Legion and Viscount of Gute Territory, spoke up. "The losses were indeed severe, but this was already the best result our legion could achieve."
"Our legion's soldiers are generally a tier below those of the First Legion. To capture this beach in just three hours at the cost of over ten thousand casualties was already our limit." Cowell Ex, staff officer of the Sixth Legion and Viscount of Maple Leaf Territory, shook his head as he spoke.
Rayat, the logistics officer standing nearby, remained silent.
After nearly a year at Thousand Wind Great Camp, regular training alone had made him understand the true nature of war.
A fortress that an elite legion could seize with a thousand casualties might remain unconquerable even after an ordinary legion lost more than half its men.
Before setting out, he had once dreamed of