Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 643

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 113
39. Destroy (3)
“Hyaaaaaah!”
Swoooosh!
Tres severed a Joseon Soldier’s neck and cried out.
“I told you! Uno! Something’s wrong here!”
He doesn’t even understand what mechanism is causing this situation.
He doesn’t think that far ahead.
He’s simply dealing with what’s in front of him.
That’s why he wasn’t the most flustered here.
“You lot! Stop running and shoot! Are guns just decorations?!”
Bang!
Crack!
Following Tres’s command, gunfire erupted and combat broke out.
What had been a one-sided massacre from the surprise attack now became actual resistance.
‘But there are still too many of them!’
Uno also turned around and swung his sword desperately.
Yet the enemy numbers were overwhelming.
The Spanish Soldiers were already few in number, and with troops positioned on the walls, further resistance in this area was impossible.
‘But these bastards… their goal isn’t to kill us?’
Looking closer, the Joseon Soldiers were advancing toward some objective.
It wasn’t about reducing soldier numbers.
‘Well, we barely die anyway because of the Missionary.’
Where they were heading was…
Uno’s head snapped around.
At the edge of his vision, he saw the fortress wall. Between them, a gate appeared.
‘The castle gate!’
They were rushing toward the gate.
They were trying to open it from the inside.
Chills ran down his spine.
Reinforcements were coming.
Uno’s mind raced.
At that moment, Tres suddenly issued an order first.
“The gate! Block the gate!”
“What? Then we’d be outside the Missionary’s range…”
The Missionary and Musket combination relied on formation above all else.
But Tres thought blocking it was the immediate priority.
Clop! Clop!
He rode his horse forward.
“Block it!”
His charisma drew the soldiers forward in his wake.
Not just the Musket Soldiers, but even the unarmed soldiers wielding only clubs.
“Break through!”
Without a Missionary to guide them or proper formation, they charged forward with nothing but their bodies.
Shing!
Shing!
The soldiers fell like wheat before a scythe.
Uno cried out desperately.
“Damn it, we need to reorganize the formation! Tres!! The Missionary can’t keep up!!!”
This chaotic melee was exactly what Joseon wanted.
In this state, the Musket Soldiers became meaningless.
Soldiers died regardless, and the gates would open regardless.
“Reorganize? If we don’t stop them now, it’s over! Uno!”
His words held truth, so Uno fell silent for a moment.
“….”
Moreover, Tres’s breakthrough power lent credence to his argument.
Shing!
Tres rode his horse and in an instant cut down four Joseon soldiers as if they were nothing.
‘Is this really possible?’
There were few mounted warriors who could slice through infantry so effortlessly from horseback.
Could Tres actually do it?
Before I could finish the thought─
Thud!
Someone threw themselves forward and aimed for the horse’s legs.
──Neigh!
Tres was thrown from his horse.
“All of you, keep going! I’ve stopped them!”
But that was a mistake.
He’d stopped the horse, but not Tres.
Tres bounced up from the fall with monstrous tenacity and swung his blade in one fluid motion.
──Shing!
Blood sprayed as a severed head flew through the air.
The head rolled to the ground, still wearing the expression of the man who’d claimed he’d stopped him.
Tres, drenched in blood, cried out again.
“Damn it! Stop them!”
But another figure stepped forward to block him.
“Go on ahead, all of you. I’ll hold the line, brother.”
Click.
The next opponent was a large man wielding a crescent blade.
His eyes held the same confident gleam as Tres’s.
[Maratang]
He was Maratang.
Tres knew of him as well.
An ace among the Joseon swordsmen.
‘Interesting.’
Tres swung his sword toward him.
──Clang!
Sparks erupted between their locked gazes.
“…!”
“!”
Whoosh!
Maratang’s crescent blade sliced toward the upper guard.
Tres ducked lightly to evade, sweeping low.
Swish.
Maratang lifted his foot to dodge.
Then he planted it down again.
Thud!
Maratang stamped his true stance, channeling power through a tight radius.
With tremendous force, the broad face of the crescent blade came hurtling forward.
Too wide an area to evade comfortably.
Tres decided to block with his sword.
Boom──!
A heavy impact struck him.
“…Ugh!”
Tres tumbled sideways across the ground.
‘This won’t do….’
The difference in weapons was painfully apparent.
Tres carried the Assistant Commander’s ceremonial sword from the 1st Era.
His opponent wielded a crescent blade from the 3rd Era.
Screech…!
The raised crescent blade gleamed with savage intent.
This was the finishing move to end Tres.
Then─
Bang!
A bullet struck Maratang’s shoulder.
“Ugh…!”
The Musket Soldiers’ gun barrels flared to life once more.
Tres saw his chance and tried to burst forward in escape.
But Maratang had already shifted into a different sword stance.
Swish─
‘What… what is that?’
Uno shouted to Tres.
“No! Tres! Fall back!”
From his distant vantage point, Uno could see it clearly.
‘If he goes in, he dies…!’
It was a perfect counter-stance.
Maratang was prepared to take Tres with him, even if it meant his own death.
An Assistant Commander had no resurrection upon defeat—he’d judged it a worthwhile trade.
“Fall back? Just a bit more pressure and…”
──Ting!
At the sharp, piercing sound that filled their ears, Tres came to an abrupt halt.
[Retreat and Regroup]
It was Nacho’s command.

* * *
The battlefield had suddenly reversed.
King Gul cried out in astonishment.
“This can’t be! Kuboji! I understand now!”
-Hahahaha
-For real
Ugh, Coberji ㅠㅠ
-If this was actually planned, that’s legendary
-Wow hahahaha
“Was he deliberately turned around!?”
“That’s how we should see it!”
“I thought he fell for it too easily! Honestly, I don’t understand! Why weren’t the soldiers inside the siege vehicle turned!?”
Caster asked for further explanation, and King Gul explained Cookie’s trick to her.
Upon hearing that explanation, Caster couldn’t help but be astonished.
“So, so this wasn’t coincidence—it was planned!?”
Not just Caster.
-Wasn’t this just luck??
-Wow
-Insane hahahaha
-This was a strategy!?”
-No way
It was the typical reaction when witnessing strategic brilliance of the highest order.
Wasn’t luck involved? Wasn’t it just a fortunate accident?
Yet even when a ball kicked in soccer happens to bounce into the goal, the defensive positioning adjustments, the passing routes that created confusion moments before—all of it was the result of practice and design.
“Yes! Of course! It was absolutely planned! We even upgraded the transport capacity on purpose and had some soldiers pretend to flee! That’s why the enemy thought all the soldiers had poured out of the siege vehicle!”
-Obviously it was planned lol
-Lots of newbies here lol
The soldiers came out from hiding, what a coincidence lol
-Now I’m starting to understand! Viewer Kuboji!
“Wow! That’s impressive!?”
“But this alone won’t cut off Spain’s highland resource cycle!”
“Right!? This isn’t a magic show after all!”
“There’s something more we need to do… Huh!?”
At that moment, the Observer switched everyone’s view back.
“!”
The number of mounted archers charging forward became visible.
The commentators’ eyes widened.
“M-Mounted archers?! There were that many!?”
Even with two dead in the middle, there were a full 18 of them.
And now, it could finally be understood.
Why they were charging forward at full speed.
“Ohhh! Kuboji! Now I finally get it! That’s why!!”
-How many times are you going to realize things lol
-Stop realizing things already, King Gul!
-So that’s what this means…
-Wow
-Insane, how far ahead did he see

* * *
Meanwhile, the Joseon Mounted Archers.
“Keep riding!”
Pangeo, leading from the front, shouted.
“We’re charging through the city gates!”
Sturdy fortress walls and a gate that showed no sign of budging.
Pangeo was saying they would charge straight through.
Almond and all the other soldiers couldn’t help but feel confused.
But Cookie’s [Attack] signal was clearly marked on the inside.
Even Pangeo, who was initially bewildered, immediately sprinted after receiving the order.
So Almond had no choice but to run as well.
“Hyah!”
Without hesitation, I accelerated and charged forward.
“Musket Soldiers on the fortress walls!”
Click!
The Musket Soldiers aimed their rifles at the Mounted Archers.
“Don’t fire! There’s no time! Evade and keep riding!”
Speed was everything, first and foremost.
Just keep running.
-What the?
-What is this?
-Is this right??
In this game, there are times when strategy isn’t properly communicated.
Sometimes there’s no time for it, and sometimes it’s intentionally withheld.
At times, it even looks like throwing the game.
But you mustn’t question it.
「If one person throws, it’s trolling. But if everyone throws together, it’s a teamfight.」
Remembering Takoyaki’s words, the foundation of team games is ‘unity’.
‘That’s right.’
I didn’t draw my bow and simply lowered my head as I rode.
I thought it might be good to swerve the horse’s head left and right a few times to evade the enemy’s aim.
But the order that had fallen upon the Joseon Mounted Archer unit was far too clear.
[Full Speed Straight Charge]
Straight ahead, no matter what.
Ride at full speed.
Bang! Bang!
The Musket Soldiers began firing, spreading the acrid smell of gunpowder.
Two Mounted Archers behind me fell and flew backward.
Casualties had to be accepted.
Pangeo shouted.
“Open it, you bastard! Open the damn gate!”
-Like yelling will make it open lol
-What’s even happening??lol
-No way lol is he really going to ram it into the gate?
If we can’t enter through the castle gate now, we’re essentially annihilated.
We’d have to stop the horses and turn back, but in that time the Musket Soldiers would finish reloading and fire again—we’d all be dead.
Clatter! Clatter!
Yet still, we charged forward.
The command that fell into their vision was singular.
[Full Speed Ahead]
Full speed ahead.
Almond glanced briefly at his colleagues galloping alongside him on horseback.
Beside him were Ratte, Spam, and Danggeun.
Their eyes met.
Subtle, but unmistakable.
‘Run.’
That’s what all their eyes were saying.
Even though they probably couldn’t comprehend what was happening either.
Now the horses needed only a few more hoof beats before they’d crash into the gate.
“Open it, open it! Ian-yong!!!”
In that moment—
The gate opened like a miracle.
──Krrrrrrrrunch!
Maratang stood beside the gate.
-?!
-???
-What, what is this
-No way lol
“ㄷㄷ As expected, selling out the country…”
-lol
-???: I came to sell the nation.
-Even sold out Spain… Nickname checks out GOAT
-Huh???

* * *
“The gates open!”
Mounted Archers gallop frantically across the field, sweeping past Maratang in an instant.
Whoooosh──!
“They pass like the wind itself!”
“Wow! The moment the gates fully opened, in just one second—BOOM! They’ve already passed!”
-The timing is insane
-Perfect knife-edge timing
-Kyaa
The roar of the crowd echoed thunderously.
“Waaaaaaaa!”
One could sense just how significant the arrival of Mounted Archers was to this match.
“This is a crucial battle! Joseon has squeezed out their last soldiers!”
“Exactly! Joseon has no chance of reaching the fourth age in this match!”
Joseon had produced the Mounted Archers without leaving any resources for advancing to the fourth age.
Their intention was to end the game right here.
“Meanwhile, Espana still has robust economy! They’ve regrouped with Missionaries and Musket Soldiers, reorganizing their forces!? They’re ready to fight!”
“But! I don’t think they expected this many Mounted Archers!?”
“They couldn’t know! We didn’t know either! Cookie’s ability to squeeze resources is truly like a sweatshop!?”
-This is K-corp
-We grind people…
Are you perhaps a professor’s child, Cookie?
lol that’s so funny
North Korea is a sweatshop country, that’s crazy.
Click!
The Musket Soldiers form ranks and aim their muskets at the Mounted Archers.
Behind them, Missionaries position themselves to serve as healers.
The two Assistant Commanders prepare on both flanks to disrupt the enemy.
“The formation is completely in Espana’s favor!”
The reorganization paid off.
Espana had constructed a perfect formation.
Clop clop! Clop clop!
The Mounted Archers charge frantically in a single line.
“Meanwhile, Joseon is in one line!? Are they sacrificing the front to save those in the back!?”
“It could just be because they’re charging so hastily!”
Not all of them would die from gunfire, but Joseon’s formation was disadvantageous for returning fire with arrows.
“Espana has greater range!? They need to be careful!”
“They’re about to fire!?”
Snap!
The firing signal rises from Espana’s side, and the moment the trigger is pulled─
“No matter what, there’s definitely death ahead… Huh?!?”
Whoosh—
The upper bodies of all the mounted archers vanished beneath their horses.
——Piyoong!
The bullet tore through the air with a sharp whistle, slicing only empty space.
“!?”
“…!”
-Trembling
-What is this
-Wow
-??
-Crazy
Clinging to their horses with only their lower bodies, they continued their charge.
“That’s circus-level horsemanship!”
“Are they really going to keep riding like that!? It’s easy to dodge, but hard to shoot back!”
Now they were within the gakgung’s range.
Then the formation shifted.
Like a single organism, the eighteen mounted archers who had been advancing in a straight line began to coil.
It was a movement like a serpent.
Each scale of that serpent bristled upright.
Grrrrr…!
The taut bowstrings growled like beasts, releasing a white light.
[Focus]
Full charge of the Focus faction.
They released their bowstrings in unison.
Paang——!

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