Boudica's Divine Assist 3/3

Good grief!

Everyone sucked in a breath and looked at one another before turning to the sand table. After a long while, they steadied themselves and looked back at Samael with astonishment in their eyes.

This was no longer merely the foresight to see three moves ahead after taking one step. It was the monstrous strategic vision to infer a hundred possibilities from a single point!

After taking several deep breaths, the three heroes known for their intellect gradually cooled their excitement and began voicing their concerns.

Jason spoke first. "Rome has just been through a major war and is badly weakened. Those four legions must be every available force within its borders. Isn't this too risky?"

"The Huns have retreated to the grasslands, Carthage is busy wrangling with its suzerain, Egypt, and though Rome suffered grievous losses in the eastern campaign, the Persians had it worse. Nearly twenty Persian troops were buried in the Wasteland of Death! Besides, judging by the situation at Hot Spring Pass, the Persians are fighting desperately. Does Rome still need to stay home and guard the house?

"When the entire nation goes to war, it must match the enemy with the strength of the entire nation!"

Samael pressed his lips together as he answered. He had long since made up his mind.

They had already gone all in, so naturally, they had to call everything.

Jason saw that familiar gambler's gleam in those flashing eyes, though beneath it lay greater wisdom and calm.

"If it's only four conventional Roman Legions and the Amazon Warrior, then Cyrus and the Persian Pantheon..."

Odysseus frowned, voicing a more practical concern.

"You don't need to worry about that. Those rebellious Divine Blood Aristocrats in Athens may be useless, but they did serve at least one positive purpose. They