Faced with the orcs' ferocious assault, the humans inevitably found themselves at a disadvantage.
Although they held the advantage in numbers, training, equipment, and many other respects, the Orc Pantheon had madly showered their side with an immense amount of divine power at any cost. Nearly every orc had at least one or two support spells active on them, immediately leveling all those advantages.
When both sides were evenly matched in terms of hardware, what decided the outcome of war was morale and command.
As for things like "divine calculations and brilliant schemes," there was truly little room for them to shine on a battlefield where millions fought to the death.
When enemies met on a narrow road, the brave prevailed—this was the normal state of war. So-called divine calculations and brilliant schemes were mostly nothing more than the imaginings of writers.
Take the current battle, for example. Other than everyone drawing on all their strength and courage to fight to the bitter end, what other way was there?
"Hold the line! Hold the line!"
"Charge with me! We have to beat the momentum out of those beasts!"
"Are the men of the Kingdom of Thousand Springs afraid of war? Follow me!"
"Use everything you've got! After this battle, we won't need any of it anyway!"
"Mages, dispel as much as you can! Don't let them stack too many support spells!"
Amid these furious roars, many people were also shouting for "priests" or "clergy."
Throughout history, divine casters had been an important pillar of battlefield spellcasting. Unlike arcane spells, which consumed the caster's own mana, divine magic could be considered virtually inexhaustible as long as the deity behind it was willing. Even if the total amount cast exceeded the "safe limit" supported by one's own mana, they could still continue