She also has an army that is much more capable than anything Barstoi can manage. Even with more than half of her army scattered in a dozen sieges and slow to be recalled, the mobile force has fifty-two hundred afoot, four hundred ahorse and several dozen in the air, supported by the floating troops - Ksiaze's incoming air force, and those wandering necromancers and mages who feel bound by the Oath of the Way to teleport in when there's a crisis and throw a few spells before leaving again. Moreover, some of the minor bands are useful; a hundred fifty of the dead knights of the Furrows have come to her aid, sixty on horses that tread the air, and this air force will give her overwhelming support.
(Those who know no discipline and serve no use can be thrown at the enemy. Her soldiers know to look down on the loose bands of the Way just as they disdain the living, and why should they care if known cowards die or flee?)
For, the Whispering Way allies who may now come to her banner aside, her troops know each other. Over the course of their centuries of drill, they have all been provided with the opportunity to train together, and former adventurers know the knacks of orcish warriors just as they know Hellknight steel or Varisian archers. They are well-armed, well-armored, trained to fight in unison, and have superior morale and confidence in the might of their forces.