Ender's Shadow (Shadow, #1)

by Orson Scott Card

It was William Bee of Griffin Army who said what almost everyone was thinking. “Ender, if you’re on one side of the battle, it won’t be equal no matter what the conditions are.” The armies vocally agreed, many of the soldiers laughing, and Talo Momoe, not to be outclassed by Bee, started clapping his hands rhythmically. “Ender Wiggin!” he shouted. Other boys took up the chant. But Bean knew the truth—knew, in fact, what Ender knew. That no matter how good a commander was, no matter how resourceful, no matter how well-prepared his army, no matter how excellent his lieutenants, no matter how courageous and spirited the fight, victory almost always went to the side with the greater power to inflict damage. Sometimes David kills Goliath, and people never forget. But there were a lot of little guys Goliath had already mashed into the ground. Nobody sang songs about those fights, because they knew that was the likely outcome. No, that was the inevitable outcome, except for the miracles.