Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 627

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 97
34. A Display of Strength (1)
“Sigh. Why did they have to drag us here to watch this?”
Tres, Spain’s Assistant Commander, settled into his seat and crossed his legs.
Then, as if expressing with his entire body that he hadn’t wanted to come, he stretched in all four directions—north, south, east, and west.
Tap.
He ended up touching the spectators beside him.
“What. What. It’s not like it’s real anyway, so why are you glaring just because I touched you a bit.”
“…What?!”
The man who’d been provoked stood up and frowned. Just as he was about to say something, Uno interjected.
“Ah… That… Translation. It’s a translation error. It’s how we apologize in our region.”
“What… are you saying that makes sense. What country are you from?”
“We’re French. I apologize.”
“…Good grief. France speaks like that? Anyway, don’t be a nuisance.”
The man shook his head as if confused, then sat back down.
After all, beating him up here wouldn’t mean anything anyway.
Uno confirmed the situation had settled, then glared at Tres for a long moment.
“What. Did I say something wrong?”
“Yes. From now on, you’re French. That’s all there is to it.”
Uno muttered that and sat next to Tres, leaving one seat empty.
“What’s this seat for. Is it for Nacho?”
“No. I didn’t want to sit next to you, so I reserved one more. Nacho is behind us.”
“I see. You really are clever. Well done.”
“….”
Shortly after, Nacho arrived and took a seat behind them.
“You two seem to get along well today too.”
Tres and Uno didn’t bother responding and just stared ahead.
“Which side do you think will win? What’s your take?”
Tres snorts.
“If you ask me? Rome.”
“Why?”
“Because the difference in the basic player roster is absurd. When you face Rome’s elite, it feels like fighting a wall.”
“Then what about you, Uno?”
Nacho turns to look at Uno. Uno takes a bit longer to answer.
“Rome will win.”
“Why.”
“Beyond what Tres said, Anto has the advantage over Cookie too. No matter what variable emerges, Rome wins.”
It took more time, but his answer carried even more conviction.
“Ho. No matter what variable emerges?”
“Yes. The gap is that significant.”
Uno’s conviction solidified even further upon seeing the map titled “Ancient Fortress.”
“This is….”
Uno shook his head slowly.
“Heaven favors Rome. This map blocks nearly everything Joseon would attempt in the early game.”
Nacho shared this assessment.
‘That’s certainly true.’
It was clear that Joseon couldn’t win using their established victory patterns on this map.
‘Do they have an alternative victory pattern?’
If they did, Joseon would need to demonstrate it in today’s match.
[Not blocking their own entrance! They’re going to block the enemy’s exit!?]
The Spanish analysts’ excited voices rang out.
Nacho and Uno’s eyes widened.
“!”
They hadn’t anticipated solving it this way.
“This was… unexpected.”
They exchanged glances, their expressions tinged with regret.
Because they’d assumed early unconventional tactics were impossible on this map, they hadn’t even considered alternative approaches.
“…Could it really end like this?”
Uno asked incredulously.
“Why can’t we see the Roman side at all?”
Even from the spectator stands, the field was projected through the observer’s perspective.
In other words, if the observer blocked it, the audience couldn’t see it either.
“Booooooo…!”
Jeers erupted from Rome’s supporters. They came to watch Rome, but Rome kept disappearing from view.
“Nacho. Why would the observer hide it like that?”
“…They left out one worker.”
Thanks to the observer’s hint, Nacho quickly figured it out.
“What!? A, a worker?”
“There aren’t many variables that could turn this situation around. And the only thing the observer would bother hiding the map for is that.”
And then, moments later─
The observer revealed what had been hidden, and an enormous roar erupted from the Roman section.
[No!? Anto! Rome’s Commander Anto! Is this even possible!?]
[He’s been playing the game riding on top of Joseon’s head!?]
Just as the analysts were making a fuss, Anto was indeed already playing with the worker positioned outside.
Uno was at a loss for words.
‘He came all this way just to mess with them?’
First, he was amazed that Tres could sleep through a match like this.
Second, he was amazed at the match itself.
He never expected to think this way watching a Joseon versus Rome match….
‘The level of combat is far too high.’
I can feel the difference in skill level.
‘Even watching from a third-person perspective, I’m falling behind in the number game.’
Uno was merely managing to keep up with today’s match properly.
Though Uno was skilled enough to serve as supreme commander when Nacho was absent, there was still an enormous gap.
[Joseon is making a bold move with a 2 o’clock multi-pronged attack! They’ve essentially abandoned the 6 o’clock sector!?]
Battle was imminent.
Joseon and Rome were on the verge of direct confrontation.
Both sides had grasped what the other possessed to some degree, and each sought to sever the other’s supply lines.
‘An assault toward 2 o’clock here?’
Uno examined the faces of the Joseon soldiers charging toward the 2 o’clock position.
Though only ten in number, he could tell they were Joseon’s elite soldiers.
‘Even so, with just ten? Isn’t that aiming too greedily for advantage?’
For such a crucial battle, Cookie had assembled only ten soldiers.
Were they expecting the enemy to be defenseless?
That would be a clever move, but these were members used as the absolute elite.
[If Joseon inflicts worker casualties here! Their lifespan will be extended!]
[If they devastate the multi-pronged sector?]
[Then they’ll gain the strength to counterattack from that point on? But that’s greed. Rome hasn’t failed to anticipate this!?]
[They’ve met! They were hiding beneath the stairs!]
Battle erupted.
The observer captured this battle in considerable detail. It was likely Joseon’s almost only chance to mount a counteroffensive.
A clash between Joseon archers and Rome’s vaunted heavy infantry.
The problem was distance.
Too close.
This favored the heavy infantry.
But—
‘Huh?’
The archers had clearly started at a disadvantage.
Both in numbers and circumstances.
Rome even waited like a trap-jawed beast with its mouth wide open for the Joseon soldiers.
[The archers are fighting like legendary Spartan warriors from mythology!? Are these truly Eastern archers!]
[An unbelievable battle! Joseon seizes the thread of counterattack!]
Uno watched their battle without barely breathing.
‘This can’t be. What is this? Joseon is at this level?’
Soon he heard rough, heavy breathing from beside him.
“Damn it….”
It was Tres.
Tres craned his neck forward, staring at the field with eyes that looked ready to spew curses at any moment.
“Weren’t you sleeping?”
“Shut up.”
He straightened his posture and shot back a retort.
Yet his eyes still trembled faintly.
His heart pounded violently.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
‘What in the world was that battle?’
Even though Tres had little experience as an archer, he had faced many opponents, and his blood boiled.
It was absolutely not in a good sense.
Anger?
If only it had been anger, that would have been better.
On the surface, the emotion appeared almost indistinguishable from anger, but deep down, it was different.
This was an emotion unfamiliar to Tres.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The name of the emotion that this heartbeat spoke of was ‘fear’.

* * *
Atop the towering fortress wall.
Pangeo’s neck stretched long over the railing of the stairs leading upward.
“Are you two alright up there!?”
Tangled among the corpses, he couldn’t see clearly from below.
Whether the two who went ahead were safe.
“Haa… Haa….”
Spam couldn’t answer while catching his breath, and Almond gave a thumbs up toward the top instead.
“Oh~ Okay! Coming down! You two really did it! Caught them perfectly!”
No matter how I try to spin it positively, we were the ones who got caught….
Almond gestured with that thought in mind, motioning them to come.
In any case, we’d gotten past one crisis.
“Only Ratte died.”
Once all the archers came down, the remaining personnel confirmed were nine.
Only Ratte, who was hit by the javelin in the initial ambush, died, and the rest all survived.
“Does anyone have damaged weapons?”
Pangeo checked through the essential items one by one.
The Civil Empire had durability as a property of weapons, so if something went wrong, they could suddenly break or bend.
In such cases, they had no choice but to pick up the opponent’s weapon or receive a resupply of weapons.
But this was a 2v10 multi against the enemy.
There was no supply channel to receive weapons from allies.
“We’re still fine.”
The archers checked their gakgung and spoke.
“Good. Just in case. Let me gather these javelins… Ah. Right.”
Pangeo picked up a Roman spear.
All of the spearheads were damaged.
“Damn these cursed bastards.”
It was a characteristic of the Roman javelin called the pilum. The tip was incredibly thin, giving it high penetrating power, but once thrown, it would bend or break, making it impossible for enemies to reuse it.
What was even more infuriating was that the Roman soldiers could simply replace just the tip and use it again.
“Anyway, grab shields at least. From now on, no matter what happens, we need to survive to the end and harass the enemy workers.”
Everyone nodded at Pangeo’s words and gathered what useful equipment they could from the Roman forces.
Sanghyeon hesitated between a shield and a longsword.
He just took both.
It was a bit heavy and inconvenient, but everything would be useful nonetheless.
“Alright. Let’s go.”
Pangeo took the lead and entered toward the forest path.
It was the most basic route for worker harassment—first, follow the forest and harass the workers cutting wood while identifying the location of the gold mine.
Pangeo grinned and glanced back.
“Now, the prelude to our counterattack begins. Let’s go!”
The Joseon archers marched in formation.
Back into enemy territory, deep within.
At that moment, the Joseon faction underwent an upgrade.
Ding!
[Upgrade Complete!]
[Militia]
[Upon activation, all weapons are abandoned and defense decreases by 200%, while movement speed, penetration, and sharpness increase by 150%.]
The militia faction, which carried the nickname “bamboo spear of the third age,” had been upgraded.
The difference from bamboo spears was that this faction was one Joseon was required to use.
‘Perhaps it’s really true….’
Almond gazed at the endless forest path and thought.
Perhaps, just as Pangeo said, this truly was the prelude to their counterattack.
“Waaaaahhhhh!!”
At that moment, a roar erupted from the spectator stands.
Were they cheering for the faction upgrade? For such a thing, it was quite a loud cheer.

* * *
Korea’s commentators still hadn’t calmed their excitement over Joseon’s ten-person special forces successfully infiltrating.
“Ten Joseon archers at the 2 o’clock multi-pronged attack! No, nine of them actually made it through!? They’re heading toward the workers’ area right now!”
“And on top of that! The militia upgrade is active!? This is Joseon’s Age III faction, and while we jokingly call it Lucky Spear, it’s honestly incomparable to the actual spear faction!? This is super lucky!”
-Lucky Spear lol
-Militia is good
-This is almost a guaranteed win
-What even is militia??
Among the viewers, so many newcomers had flooded in that many didn’t know what militia was.
“Is that so!? Could you explain what kind of faction militia is! King Gul!”
So the caster asked King Gul for an explanation.
“Militia! In simple terms, it’s berserker mode! Phase 2! Gear Second! That kind of thing!”
King Gul also expressed it as simply and clearly as possible, considering the viewers’ level of understanding.
“Berserker mode!? So you sacrifice defense and go all-in on attack and speed!?”
“Yes! When activated, that’s correct! But did you know? Joseon isn’t a civilization with particularly good armor defense anyway! So using militia isn’t a huge loss!”
“Ah… So, we should be happy about it, right!?”
-That’s bittersweet…
-Gear Second lol
-Not sure whether to be happy or sad…
“Just by looking at the factions alone, you can clearly see each civilization’s characteristics!? Joseon’s mainstream consists of things like spears, militia, and on-site construction—sudden reversals! Rome is mostly financial factions like cathedral tithes and priest buffs! So you have to play heavily and methodically!”
“And Joseon needs to play swiftly!?”
“Exactly. But…!?”
The moment he was explaining the differences between each civilization’s factions for entertainment.
Screeeech… Boom!
A gate opened.
“Ro, Rome!!!”
“A, a gate!?”
11 o’clock.
Rome’s main base.
For the first time since the game started, it had opened.
Rome’s firmly sealed gates.
“Are they finally advancing!?”
Soon, Rome’s main forces revealed themselves.
Boom!
They all advanced forward simultaneously, each footstep perfectly synchronized without the slightest error.
Rumble!
Now they intended to break through Joseon’s pressure.

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