Gambit

In the depth of the mythical surroundings where the passionate complexities abound can you fathom the player's dilemma that delights in the sacrifice of men? Who never gives a thought to what's common, who sends them to the front, alone once again, to further a speculative hand. With a cheer the patriot pursues his course, assessing I'm sure his lack of support, and in his turn this hapless volunteer lays down his arms and kneels in prayer. Does the player himself possess such vast courage? Would he the front rank his enemies incur? Would he die for such an ignoble cause or in their place devise a better plan for war? The pawn is taken, killed swiftly in place, forsaken by his comrades who then debate on the military soundness of the plan and if the genius of this feint will stand.