Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 659

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 129
43. Private Ryan (4)
When the cavalry turned northward and illuminated the field of vision.
‘This is bad.’
Cookie felt despair wash over him.
‘Of all times…?’
As if everything that could go wrong was going wrong, the enemies were heavily concentrated to the north.
It was a hopeless situation.
Yet he couldn’t back down now.
‘There’s a breakthrough somewhere. Variables will emerge. Definitely.’
Variables always arise in Civil M’s battles. Because it’s conducted by people. Multiple people at that.
So things never flow exactly according to plan. Sometimes gaps form, and if you widen them skillfully, they become pathways.
‘Huh…?’
In that moment, something caught Cookie’s eye.
A gap.
It was definitely a gap….
‘Is it our gap?’
It seemed to be our own mistake, not the enemy’s.
The right flank of the cavalry had gotten caught in the enemy lines and fallen behind.
No, “fallen behind” wasn’t the right expression.
This person seemed to have no intention of following the plan from the start.
Could there be some on-the-spot judgment happening?
‘Let me watch a bit longer.’
Cookie observed the situation for a moment.
His heart raced, and anxiety crept in.
How would this variable unfold?
‘I need to decide quickly.’
Glance.
Looking at the resource bar, resources were accumulating.
In RTS, quick decision-making was economic power itself.
‘Hurry….’
Cookie watched with eyes nearly bulging from his head.
His eyes suddenly widened.
Shhwaaaack!
The enemies began to fall in droves.
‘What is this.’
The lone cavalry soldier was fighting far better than expected.
‘If this continues….’
The positions of siege weapons, the formation’s structure, the matchups between unit types….
Countless conditions lined up in his mind, and the branches of possibilities began to spread outward.
What had been merely a single stem suddenly burst forth into lush foliage.
Which of these branches would bear fruit?
Cookie reached out his hand.
‘Here.’
Beep.
The command was transmitted to Maratang.
[Cease breakthrough]
The cavalry that had been advancing after leaving Almond behind changed direction.
[Turn right and engage]
They would widen the gap that Almond had created.

* * *
The commentators’ buttocks twitched as if they were about to leap to their feet.
“Aaaah! The cavalry suddenly turned their heads!?”
“This, this is!?”
The cavalry that appeared to be breaking through and fleeing suddenly wheeled sharply to the right in unison and charged forward.
“Roman infantrymen! They can’t react to the sudden turn!?”
“Charge—da da da da──”
The cavalry slammed fiercely into the flank of the infantrymen.
──Crash!
Dust and thunder erupted, and countless soldiers flew sideways.
Some had their entire bodies launched into the air, while many others lost only their heads.
“My insides are shattered!”
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (lol/haha)
-Build-up?! What’s that! Joseon plays fake soccer!
Hahaha, that’s so funny!
It really clears your head, wow haha
-Kyaa!
“The cavalry! Without stopping, they dance with their blades! Piercing straight through!”
The cavalry on horseback swung Waldo left and right as they charged.
Slash!
Slash!
A cloud of blood bloomed in their wake.
Once the cavalry gained momentum, they were unstoppable.
“In, in an instant they’re being cut down!?”
“This is the terror of cavalry!”
When the accelerating cavalry exposed their flank, such carnage occurred.
“No matter how strong spearmen are against horses, if they’re struck from the side it’s useless!? You can only stop cavalry by thrusting with spears!”
Especially, they were vulnerable to cavalry charging from an entirely different direction.
The problem was that they had executed this right turn in full view of practically all the Roman soldiers.
He hadn’t predicted that.
“It seems Rome didn’t anticipate the Joseon Cavalry suddenly stabbing from the flank!”
“Almond, who was clearly falling behind anyway, was just abandoned! The objective was simply to seize the rear!”
The Joseon Cavalry’s objective was so blatantly obvious that anyone could see through it.
Their intention was to seize the rear and harass them from both flanks by any means necessary.
So they fled like that, but returned in almost one second.
“From Rome’s perspective, it’s like his son said he was leaving home! Opened the front door and closed it! Then immediately said ‘I’m back!’ It’s chaos!”
hahaha for real
-“Move unpredictably”
-Tadaima
How would I know? lol
Hood-style runaway lol
lol so funny
“At this very moment I’m speaking!? The Joseon movements are unusual!”
“Huh? The, the main force! The main force is coming out!?”
“Riding this momentum! More are coming! More!”
That was it.
The blue dots inside the Joseon fortress walls were moving frantically toward the north.
[Advance]
The Archers that had been gathered at the main base were also being deployed.
Advancing northward was certainly a mistake, but now it became clear that Rome would definitely push the offensive northward.
“I was uncertain! But now I see it clearly!”
“Yes!? What is it!?”
“Cookie seems to have caught on just now! That this is where Rome’s main assault is coming! That’s why Cookie is betting everything here!”
The commentators who saw the full screen already knew.
They’d seen multiple siege weapons positioned in this direction.
But Cookie made this judgment based on only some of the siege weapons.
“Cookie is saying it! This is the decisive battle!”
He had decided this as the critical point.
His calculation was that if he won on this northern battlefield, everything else would sort itself out.
In a situation where he had to defend all sides, he’d effectively narrowed the battlefield to defending just one location.
“Archers pouring out!”
The deployed Archers took their positions and began drawing their bowstrings.
Kiiiiing….
The sight of Archers stretched out in a straight line across the plains was terror itself to the enemy.
[Fiiiire!]
Bowstrings released simultaneously with the command.
Swoooosh──!
Countless arrows flew through the sky in a brilliant arc.
In response, the enemy Crossbowmen began their counter-fire.
“The enemy crossbowmen are quite skilled, but! The truth is they can’t match our Joseon archers!?”
“That’s right! Our archers can perform precision shots even at such vast distances! Even in parabolic trajectories!”
Regardless of other factors, Joseon surpassed Rome in archery prowess.
In fact, the Joseon national team shoots better than most civilizations known for their bow mastery.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack─
Countless arrows crisscross through the air, descending like rain.
“They’re dying in absolutely massive numbers!”
──Splortch-splortch-splortch-splortch!
The Roman infantrymen visibly dwindled in numbers.
Far more casualties than those inflicted by the crossbowmen.
King Gul, thoroughly excited, sprays saliva everywhere.
“This is Joseon’s Psionic Storm!!!”
-lmao
I can’t laugh that hard lol
-Bartender! One more storm here!
-As expected, the nation of “Hunter 1v1 Masters”
-This is it~
Alien civilization Joseon lol
-Kyaa
“Ah! For Joseon, how long has it been since a proper strike like this!?”
“We need to punch some numbers into the calculator right now! The momentum! The momentum has completely shifted!?”
Given the accumulated damage from before, it’s difficult to judge the current situation as entirely favorable, but it’s undeniable that Joseon, who had been pushed around throughout the match, just landed a solid blow.
“It’s Cookie’s characteristic flexible unpredictability shining through!?”
“Yes! Cookie still has his instincts intact! This is good news! Given the match’s progression, his mental state could have collapsed long ago! But he held on! And now he lands this strike!”
An upward current sweeps across the battlefield.
The soldiers understand it too.
That our supreme commander hasn’t abandoned hope.
“This gives the soldiers strength! Ah! The commander still judges! This game is far from over! If we perform well, we can win!”
“Yes! During your explanation! Wait a moment? Aamond! He’s still alive!?”
-For real
That guy’s really persistent, haha.
and lol
What are you talking about? lol
-“Survival Challenge Master”

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Whoooosh!
Almond swung Waldo forward and took another step.
With the Joseon Archers providing covering fire, the battle became considerably easier.
The Roman Infantrymen would be swept away by the arrow barrage if they let their guard down for even a moment.
But—
‘Something feels off.’
The front lines had merely been swaying back and forth from the same position since earlier.
There was no sense of a decisive breakthrough.
This strange momentum had grown stronger since his arrival.
Boom—!
“Front lines! Fall back!”
It was a Roman soldier wearing a helmet with red fur.
‘That one….’
Almond found his nickname familiar.
[Pierre]
He was Pierre, the leader of the infantrymen.
Rome’s ace as well.
If Almond had stirred up the flow of battle here and there in chaos, then he was beginning to tailor the battlefield’s momentum with a crisp, businesslike precision.
Absurdly, his tailoring was faster than the stirring.
“Shields up and forward!”
“Up and forward!”
Click!
The entire Roman force heard his voice clearly and responded immediately.
Since the Joseon Gakgung could only shoot down from above at this distance, when they raised their shields upward, the number of soldiers dying to arrows dropped noticeably.
[Ah…!? The Joseon arrow barrage is being blocked!?]
[Why not shoot straight instead of in an arc!?]
[The distance won’t allow it right now!]
Without a parabolic arc, the arrows couldn’t reach them.
The Joseon Archers were simply too far away.
Thanks to this, the Roman Infantrymen began fighting with noticeably more composure.
Joseon had no choice but to grow desperate.
[Ah… the momentum from earlier has completely vanished! Now the Joseon Swordsmen have nowhere to go!?]
[Did we push too hard!? There’s already a resource disadvantage!]
[If the Roman Infantrymen just hold their ground like this like turtles! The Joseon forces will all die to crossbow bolts! There are barely any cavalry left now!?]
Just as the Joseon Archers rained arrows down, the Roman Crossbowmen continued shooting at them.
The pace was much slower, but soldiers were still dying one by one.
At this rate, the Joseon Swordsmen—who had fallen from their horses and lacked shields to begin with—were at a severe disadvantage.
Meanwhile, the Roman soldiers moved very slowly, calmly. They clearly understood that time was on their side.
[Rome! Truly experienced! Despite being pushed back this far! They judge with such composure, as if they’re winning!]
From Joseon’s perspective, it was utterly maddening.
“Step back! Thrust!”
They retreated while thrusting whenever the Joseon Cavalry advanced.
“Forward! Push!”
Thud!
After the Joseon soldiers were driven back, they secured their position by pushing with their shields.
This was why the front line had been stalled since earlier.
Twang! Twang!
The Crossbowmen’s arrows continued to rain from the left flank throughout.
The Joseon Swordsmen whose shields blocked the arrows fell with shafts piercing their heads.
“Gasp!”
“Damn it…!”
Almond was only alive now because he happened to be in a fortunate position.
‘Next, it’ll be me.’
If he’d been slightly more to the left, the arrow would have found him.
There was a limit to how many arrows he could deflect with Waldo one by one.
‘What do I do.’
It was becoming difficult to judge. Should I eventually charge in there? Will they even break through?
[If you recklessly push forward! You’ll just die!]
[But if you stay still, you’ll die too! The Crossbowmen keep shooting!?]
[No! Now that I think about it! We’re in Rome’s grasp again! What do we do!?]
Almond looked toward Maratang.
There were no special orders.
Maratang didn’t have any hidden tricks either.
Click!
The Crossbowmen had now reloaded their arrows.
The rain of arrows pouring down on the Roman forces was now merely playing the role of actual rain.
The shield wall was that densely packed.
Pierre’s sword was raised upward.
“Forward!”
Boom!
The Roman Infantrymen began advancing while maintaining their formation.
“Keep going! Advance!”
Boom! Boom!
The Roman forces continued pouring forward.
Almond had no way to stop this advance either.
He too was now a target for the Crossbowmen. He had to focus on the Crossbowmen’s aim rather than the infantrymen’s advance.
Click…!
‘I have to block one shot.’
Almond watched the Crossbowmen’s triggers from the corner of his eye.
Crack—
Entering a state of absolute focus, even the sound of them pulling their triggers echoed in my ears like a phantom noise.
I matched my breathing to their rhythm and adjusted my grip on Waldo.
Whoosh.
Block once, then decide what to do about the infantrymen.
Whistle!
The sound of arrows filled the air.
I was about to raise Waldo and swing it immediately.
‘Huh?’
No arrows came flying at me.
──Thud!
Instead, the crossbowman who should have shot at me collapsed.
That wasn’t all.
The crossbowmen beside him and beyond tumbled down one after another.
‘Arrows?’
They’d been hit by Joseon arrows.
But the Joseon archers should have been too far away?
I turned to look at the right side, the opposite direction.
“Fire away!”
The Joseon archers who had been shooting at the Roman infantrymen from a distance were charging forward. They were firing as they ran.
“We got them good. You crossbow bastards! You can’t shoot while running, can you!? Hahahaha!”
That was Pangeo’s voice.
There were other welcome faces alongside him.
Spam, Danggeun, and Ratte too.
The Joseon archers had completely joined the battlefield.
My heart felt considerably more at ease.
I could focus more on the battle.
‘Then….’
With the crossbowman dead, I was suddenly in an unguarded state.
My gaze turned toward Pierre.
I felt it instinctively.
I had to kill him to win this battle.
Tap—
I immediately kicked off the ground and ran.

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