At least, that was what I hoped would happen. Mathilde, and by extension, Anna, had come up and convinced me of this scenario happening. While I believed in overestimating our opponents, we just didn't have the firepower necessary to beat all of them. Hell, even with Mathilde on our side, I'd wager we'd be lucky to even manage to down half of the enemy forces.
These were still Primzahls. Renatus was more than enough to level our entire fledgling army. I didn't want to know how two or even three or four Primzahls would fare against us lowly Nenners.
"Still, this is a calculated risk, young Rouge," Baccus weighed in, the gravity of the situation finally prompting the elder to respond. "If the Emperor ordered the entirety of his might down on us, we'll be routed before we even had a chance to fight back."
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