Tables
This a table listing several pawnless endings, the number of moves in the longest win, and the winning percentage for the first player. The winning percentage can be misleading – it is the percentage of wins out of all possible positions, even if a piece can immediately be captured or won by a skewer, pin, or fork. The largest number of moves to a win is the number of moves until either checkmate or transformation to a simpler position due to winning a piece. Also, the fifty-move rule is not taken into account (Speelman, Tisdall & Wade 1993:7–8).
Attacking pieces | Defending pieces | Longest win | Winning % |
---|---|---|---|
10 | 100 | ||
16 | 100 | ||
10 | 42 | ||
31 | 99 | ||
18 | 35 | ||
27 | 48 | ||
19 | 99.97 | ||
33 | 99.5 | ||
30 | 94 | ||
67 | 92.1 | ||
33 | 53.4 | ||
41 | 48.4 | ||
71 | 92.1 | ||
42 | 93.1 | ||
63 | 89.7 | ||
59 | 40.1 | ||
33 | 35.9 | ||
66 | 91.8 |
This table shows six-piece endgames with some positions requiring more than 100 moves to win (Stiller 1996).
Attacking pieces | Defending pieces | Longest win | Winning % |
---|---|---|---|
243 | 78 | ||
223 | 96 | ||
190 | 72 | ||
153 | 86 | ||
140 | 77 | ||
101 | 94 |
Read more about this topic: Pawnless Chess Endgame
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