Maddus is not a legendary fighter. He is not a veteran, a knight or even a great warrior. He is a man; a man who loves his wife enough to join the army before the final battle in a losing war in the hopes of keeping her, and all like her, safe.
The final battle will be the siege of Tenarr, the capital. Underequipped, with a small army of mostly new recruits, few believe they stand a chance – not against an experienced army that massively outnumbers them – an army with sorcery on its side.
Maddus, though, doesn’t believe this. He joins the army believing that any one person there can make a difference.
He believes they can win.