The King and his advisor are overlooking the battle field: 

King:  "How goes the battle plan?"

Advisor:  "See those little black specks running to the right?"

King:  "Yes."

Advisor:  "Those are their guys. And all those little red specks running to the left are our guys.  Then when they collide we wait till the dust clears."

King:  "And?"

Advisor:  "If there are more red specks left than black specks, we win."

King:  "But what about the ^#!!$% battle plan?"

Advisor:  "So far, it seems to be going according to specks."