The Banshees all showed looks of shock. They had never expected that this was the original purpose behind establishing the battle groups.
Had this defeat not occurred, they might never have learned what Theus was thinking. After all, Castel could crush its enemies through sheer yield.
The failure on the frontal battlefield had instead forced the Banshees to begin reforming their tactics.
"Each Banshee is the core of a battle group. Twenty battle groups are the absolute maximum a single battlefield can support."
Moreover, most Banshees could not venture too far from Castel and had to rotate regularly. During an expedition to Rhine, maintaining twenty people on the frontal battlefield at once was already the limit.
"Individual strength always has its limits. But if that power can be projected across the entire battlefield, the resulting improvement will be exponential."
For a moment, everyone in the room wore different expressions.
Castel had rarely encountered any true opponents, so both its tactics and overall approach had always been simpler and more brute-force.
But now, another path lay before them.
Perhaps Transcendence and the mundane world were not so separate after all. If Transcendents used their abilities to assist ordinary people, the results could be astonishing.
Among the crowd, Galahad's eyes gleamed, and his body trembled faintly beyond his control.
The [Knight] path he followed had always possessed certain inherent shortcomings. Whether in combat power or the practical application of its abilities, it lagged a step behind other Transcendents.
But if they followed the line of thought Theus had proposed today...
One had to know that [Knights] could allow their mounts to share their abilities, and there were no restrictions on what counted as a mount.
If he rode a horse, the horse would possess immense strength. If he drove a carriage, the