Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 660

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 130
43. Private Ryan (5)
Almond wasn’t the only one who decided to charge forward.
It seemed they all shared the same thought.
“Charge forward!”
The Swordsmen wielding Waldos now began running toward the Roman Infantrymen once more.
Almond also started running with noticeably lighter steps.
[Acceleration]
The mounted cavalry’s faction absurdly continued to apply even after dismounting.
Their running gained momentum, becoming far faster than ordinary soldiers. Almond followed in their wake.
‘Covering fire is coming.’
Our Archers began providing covering fire. Reassuring.
When shooting from a distance, arrows only came from above, but now they would come from the sides as well.
Rome had only needed to defend against attacks from above, but now they had to guard both above and to the sides.
Whoosh! Whistle!
Roman soldiers fell one after another to the sound of the wind being torn.
[Joseon! Seizing this moment and charging!]
[The Roman formation is now useless, isn’t it!?]
[Yes! When arrows are shot from this close, even straight shots hit reliably! Now they have to guard the sides too!]
[Rome has been exposing their flanks frequently to Joseon since earlier! Are they wavering!?]
Rome wavering… if only that were the case, Joseon would have nothing more to wish for, but this was merely the commentators’ hope.
Perhaps a few Roman soldiers may have wavered, but on this battlefield, if even one person maintained their composure, the army’s organization could be restored.
“Fall back one step!”
That person was Pierre, their commander.
He issued orders without so much as blinking an eye.
There wasn’t the slightest hint of wavering in him.
“Left flank! Upward angle! Shield wall!”
Snap!
Now the infantrymen defended against attacks from both above and the left simultaneously.
While doing so, they callously shoved aside the corpses of their fallen colleagues and ultimately constructed a new formation.
[Ah…! Their organization is still intact!]
[There’s a Roman Ace in there right now! That’s why!]
[So this really is the main battlefield!?]
Thunk! Thwack!
Arrows bounced off Rome’s thick shields. No matter how good the arrows’ penetrating power, they couldn’t pierce through shields and enemy armor simultaneously.
However, Joseon’s forces weren’t composed of only Archers.
[Now! The Swordsmen wielding Waldos are about to collide!]
[Though they have no horses! The faction remains intact!?]
Thud-thud-thud-thud—
Maratang, Almond, Mok-i, and the other surviving Joseon Swordsmen continue their charge.
The crossbowmen who could have stopped them hadn’t been reinforced yet.
Moreover, Almond had spotted a critical flaw created when they shifted their formation.
‘The shields have spread out.’
They were now covering not just the front and above, but also the right flank. Perhaps even slightly toward the rear.
That transition had been swift and seamless, certainly impressive, but the number of shields was fixed. Yet they were expanding their coverage?
Then the shield density had to decrease.
Maratang, running at the very front, let out a roar.
“Charge!”
He swung his blade with a thunderous cry.
Crash!
Rome’s front line crumbled spectacularly.
Immediately after, the Joseon soldiers rushed forward in unison, tearing through the formation as all the soldiers became entangled in chaos.
‘A gap…!’
The gaps between the shields became glaringly obvious to Almond’s eyes.
My Waldo thrust into someone’s abdomen and drove forward.
Squelch!
“Gasp!”
As I pulled it back out, bright red blood sprayed into the air.
‘Wait, where did Pierre go?’
I’d charged toward Pierre, but shields blocked my path, and suddenly he vanished from sight.
Clang, clang, clang…
The shield formation suddenly shifted. It felt like I’d entered a moving labyrinth.
Someone thrust a spear through those shields. An overhead strike aimed at my shoulder.
I crouched low and swept my Waldo in a wide arc at their lower body.
Slash!
Red blood scattered beneath the tightly packed shields as the figure collapsed.
The spearman who’d attacked me fell and tumbled outside the formation.
I brought my Waldo down for the finishing blow—
“!?”
Clang.
He grabbed my blade.
This man, already as good as dead, was trying to drag me down with him.
‘A mistake.’
In truth, this was a matter of inexperience. The Waldo is fundamentally a slashing weapon.
Its weight made it easy to thrust incorrectly, and I always ended up in situations like this. My lack of skill with it.
Then, a blade came flying from the side. At a dangerously sharp angle.
I had no choice.
I released my grip on the blade, stumbled backward, and bent my torso sharply.
Whoosh!
The blade grazed past the back of my neck.
A sharp sensation coursed through me as I pushed my upper body upright to assess my opponent.
[Pierre]
The sword’s owner was Pierre.
When did he get here?
Pierre seemed to be asking himself the same question.
“You. What are you doing here?”
Pierre appeared equally puzzled about why I was here.
-Does he recognize Almond??
-Wow, he’s famous
-If Pierre recognizes him, that’s totally possible lol~
It’s surprising that the kid who only shot arrows is here lolol
‘Does he know me?’
I observed him with some curiosity.
But my eyes were drawn more to the carnage spread beyond his shoulders.
Joseon soldiers lay in rows, lifeless.
It seemed he’d held them back with a shield formation while I darted around the flank, cutting them down one by one.
Probably my turn was next.
“Did you drop your weapon?”
Right on cue, his sword came flying at me.
Whoosh!
A vicious sound cut through the air, but I slipped backward with ease, evading it.
-Wow!
-Crazy dodge tank lol
-Wow
Pierre flowed seamlessly into his next technique.
Huff!
Empty air again—not difficult to avoid.
Pierre immediately launched into the next move.
I dodged that one too.
But then—
“!”
The final technique.
Yes, I understood instinctively.
One wrong move and that would be the killing blow.
An inescapable trajectory.
My feet were already tangled from the previous two evasions, and I couldn’t dodge this one.
It was designed that way from the start.
If I could just protect my vital points, I might manage something, but my health was at 11%.
Even a hit on my armor would be instant death.
And I had no sword to block with.
I had to flee to survive.
But I couldn’t flee. There was no chance to escape.
Was I just supposed to die like this? No. It would be better to do something to this bastard before I died.
‘Ah.’
Then a flash of brilliance swept through Almond’s mind.
Thud—
He stamped the ground as if grinding his foot down.
More precisely, he stepped on the enemy’s long spear that lay on the ground.
The spear, awkwardly resting on the corpse, shot up like a lever, blocking Pierre’s sword strike.
—Clang!
-Wow
-???: I win even with my feet
-This guy’s insane
-Seriously crazy
-Damn
-What!?
Almond immediately seized the spear and thrust it forward.
“!?”
For a moment, Pierre’s shock flickered across his face.
No matter what, one couldn’t anticipate an attack from a weapon that didn’t exist before.
In the end, he was too late to retreat.
The impact struck near his heart.
Thunk.
His fingertips tingled, but it wasn’t enough to pierce the armor.
The thrust was poorly executed, and since he wasn’t a spearman by trade, this was bound to happen.
Fortunately, I had reduced Pierre’s health.
Hiss.
Pierre’s lips curled upward. Not from pleasure, but from irritation. After all, I had just exposed my heart to him.
His fierce counterattack began.
Swish swish swish!
A distinctly different sword technique unfolded compared to before.
But this time, I also had a weapon, unlike before.
‘Focus….’
Almond observed with sharp, wide eyes.
Pierre’s sword traced a familiar sword path.
‘This is….’
Red hair shimmered and scattered as it followed the sword strikes.
Almond’s eyes flashed.
‘That’s it.’
The Lichtenaur swordsmanship that Jesse frequently used.
Almond’s spear shifted to the perfect position.
Clang!
Sparks flew as the blade was deflected.
A flawless defense.
-Whoa
-Ooooh
-Wow!
The attack was blocked, yet Pierre’s expression remained unchanged.
That’s because with Lichtenaur, when blades meet, that’s not the end—that’s where it begins.
Keeeeing…!
The blade and spear shaft scraped against each other, and the sword descended again along a ghostly trajectory.
Against a master of Lichtenaur, the disadvantageous battle starts the moment blades cross.
A stark difference emerges between those who understand this sword technique’s principles and those who don’t.
‘Now I understand.’
Almond twisted the spear shaft, recalling her swordsmanship.
Pierre’s blade, which had been approaching menacingly, slid through empty air.
“!?”
Their eyes met for a brief moment.
‘Wasn’t he an archer?’
A gaze that seemed to ask such a question.
In that instant—
Almond gripped the spear shaft short.
Then he swung with all his might.
——Slash!
A line of a mark grazed across Pierre’s neck.
It quickly turned crimson.
Whoosh!
Blood spurted forth as the helmet was torn away.
Eyes between long, dark, disheveled locks glared at Almond fiercely.
“Better than I expected.”
Pierre held Almond in high regard.
Unfortunately, the assessment went the other way.
‘This is manageable?’
Almond sensed that Pierre’s combat ability was inferior to Tres in raw power.
This one was certainly intelligent and agile, but vulnerable to surprise attacks. In ranges Almond hadn’t anticipated, she yielded ground with almost laughable ease.
She could only be weak against someone like Almond, who existed outside the boundaries.
Tap—
Pierre rushed forward again, her long dark locks streaming as she unleashed a fierce barrage of sword strikes.
Whoosh!
But Almond’s spear, now brimming with confidence, was even more solid and swift than before.
Clang!
Clang!
Sword and spear pushed and pulled against each other in the air, again and again.
-Wait, is he actually winning?
-Why are they evenly matched
The archer is hiding their swordsmanship ㄷㄷ
-This is insane;
Between the sparks erupting in the air, Almond’s eyes gleamed.
‘Now!’
Almond drives in his final strike.
But then─
‘!?’
Thunk!
The back of the spear catches on something.
As if tripping over a stone, the spear’s trajectory completely changes and the thrust itself fails.
‘A shield?’
It was the shield of another Roman Soldier standing behind.
When had he taken position here?
At that moment─
Pierre’s sword, as if waiting for this chance, thrusts upward into Almond’s abdomen.
──Squelch!
[Health 0%]
All my health vanished.
Grunt.
Pierre drives the blade in until their shoulders nearly touch, whispering.
“War isn’t something you fight alone.”
That’s right.
He had deliberately positioned one soldier behind him. He’d given that order even while fighting. But then─
“!?”
An arrow flies into Pierre’s eye.
──Thwack!
“Aaaah! Pangeo! That’s a record catch! We’re breaking the lens! X-Pweeeen!”
It was Pangeo.
He had reached this point and provided covering fire.
Why would that be a monthly record? lol
-Lenz lol
Damn, haha
I’m dying laughing ㅋㅋㅋ
The lens is perfect lol
Pierre had lost one eye.
If they had fought any longer, would the Archer unit have turned him into a pincushion?
Or would Pierre have overwhelmed them by utilizing his shield bearers?
There was no way to know.
The match was over.
[DEFEAT]
Cookie’s surrender declaration echoed across the arena.
-Huh?!
-What?
-Are you serious?
Oh my god, seriously?
-What???
The viewers watching Almond’s personal stream rather than the official broadcast were equally bewildered.
‘What’s going on?’
I too was flooded with questions—why, exactly?—but
once I ascended as a spirit to get a better view, I understood.
-Ah…
-No way
-We’re done for
The cavalry charge unit that had joined from the west was completely annihilated, and the Joseon Archer unit that had pushed forward as reinforcements was also essentially wiped out.
This too was the work of the Crossbowmen coming from the west.
Just as Rome had suffered initially, being attacked from the sides and rear made them crumble far too easily and quickly.
However, Rome had still managed to buy time through Pierre’s formation, while Joseon could not hold.
Even Pangeo, who had helped me earlier, had barely managed to survive.
Pang Eo-jwa really ended on a good note ㅠㅠ
“So you’re telling me you just stuck an arrow in there as a joke, lol”
War is so hard ㅠㅠㅠ
The Commentators lamented as they explained.
[Ah. That was an absolutely brilliant decision, Anto.]
[Yes. Rome’s siege weapons took a long detour from the north all the way around to the east! And launched their attack from there! The battle should have ended in the north according to Cookie’s plan!]
[Cookie was so focused on the northern battlefield that he missed the flanking maneuver to the east! After all, they moved through an area completely out of his line of sight!]
[Exactly! Even if he had realized it! It wouldn’t have been easy to retreat the soldiers he’d already sent north!]
[Pierre kept his troops locked down perfectly! The main force’s arrival was severely delayed!]
I understood now.
Pierre’s objective from the start had been to buy time, and he had executed that purpose flawlessly.

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The capsule hissed open.
I pushed myself up from the pod, my upper body rising with effort.
“Phew….”
I climbed out of the capsule and stripped off my sweat-soaked white t-shirt, then collapsed into a nearby chair.
Though the perspiration had already cooled, heat continued to radiate from my body in waves.
「War isn’t something you fight alone」
Pierre’s words echoed through my mind.
What he meant wasn’t simply about positioning soldiers to support me.
That was merely a tactical variable.
He had said ‘war’—not ‘battle’.
He was right.
War truly wasn’t something fought alone.
Today, those words lingered in Private Ryan’s mind more than ever before.

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