Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 726

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 196
65. The Counterattack (1)
“Ah, Almond has mounted the elephant!”
“There are five of them!?”
“All five are being shoved off the elephant in an instant!?”
The commentators barely managed to finish their analysis before all five were violently ejected from the elephant with breathtaking speed.
It was nearly impossible to track what had just transpired with the naked eye.
“No, blocking arrows! Pushing! Slashing! And then! Suddenly there’s only Almond left on the elephant!?”
“The angle of his invasion! That angle was incredibly sharp!”
-Chills
-His judgment has been insane since earlier
-Is, is this Almond?
Only Almond stood atop the elephant.
Yet the elephant remained a beast that obeyed Persia’s commands.
And I had to stop it.
‘A single soldier, alone?’
King Gul couldn’t immediately see how such a thing was possible.
Yet Almond began moving without hesitation.
King Gul could only shout encouragement at the top of his lungs.
“Please, Doraemonde! Stop the elephant noooooow!”
There was no way this could be proper commentary.
What was about to unfold…
hahahahahaha
-“Stop it!”
-At this rate, even the four-dimensional pocket will run out of fuel
Crazy almond lol
-Daisunsin Choi is the best!
-How many times is he summoning? Even a bamboo helicopter has fuel efficiency
Everyone held great expectations while simultaneously holding none at all.
A single player stopping an elephant wasn’t hope—it was a miracle.
Yet moments later.
King Gul’s eyes—no, the eyes of everyone witnessing this—flew wide open.
‘!?’
What was about to happen…
‘What!?’
Something that neither Almond alone nor even an exceptional commander could accomplish.
“What, what is this…?”
A true miracle.
There was no point in attempting to explain the mechanics of something like this.
Craaaaaaaaash──
His blade carved a crimson line across the elephant’s crown, tracing down to the tip of its trunk.
The spectator stands fell into a silence so profound it seemed to swallow sound itself.
The Iranian audience held their breath in disbelief, while the Korean spectators stared in stunned confusion, questioning whether their eyes deceived them.
“The… the elephant….”
Veins bulged along King Gul’s neck as the colossal beast’s body collapsed into the earth.
“I’ve severed it!!!!!”
BOOM!
Amid billowing dust, countless Persian soldiers were crushed beneath its weight, their bodies vanishing in an instant.
The battlefield transformed into hell in a heartbeat.
The acrid stench of blood gave way to a nauseating reek of sulfur—or so it seemed.
Just as an absurd number had vanished when the fortress wall crumbled.
The Persian soldiers disappeared in the same manner.
-???
-No way
-Wow
-He sliced the elephant lmaooooo
-Huh??
-Damn
-Elephant slice OMG
-What????
-Seriously
-This is insane
Even the Korean audience could not believe what they witnessed.
What of the Persian soldiers who had endured it firsthand?
All of them stood frozen, unable to move for a long moment.

* * *
Felling the elephant single-handedly was undoubtedly an Achievement that would be etched into the annals of international competition history.
But if this weren’t a game, it might never have happened.
No one might have remembered it.
Because all war histories are rewritten from the victor’s perspective.
“Zuuuuuuu~”
[DEFEAT]
Joseon had lost.
“Ah… what a shame.”
The Joseon Archers dispatched to Persia had failed to breach the fortress of densely packed defensive towers.
Elifer, Persia’s commander, maintained his composure to the very end.
Even if one or two elephants died, with the supply blockade having failed, the elephants kept coming.
That was the nature of RTS.
Winning battles was only part of it.
“It’s not about a single soldier defeating an elephant—the problem is that a single soldier shouldn’t face an elephant in the first place. That’s what RTS is truly about.”
-True
-Facts
ㅠㅠ (crying/sad face emoticon)
-Don’t expect one Marine to kill a Lurker, tanks should’ve come out by then lol
-That’s the essence of it
-Still regrettable
-Breaking news) Hijab factory order cancellations cause bankruptcy
In the end, war was a battle of resources, supply lines, and perseverance.
Both Joseon and Persia understood this well, but in this match, Persia had far surpassed them in those aspects.
“Yes. Of course, in the Age 2 battles, some variable factors didn’t break favorably for Joseon… making it seem difficult to catch up. But as you mentioned, that truly is the essence of RTS.”
The failure of Joseon’s early battle variables that the Caster had mentioned.
The so-called snowball never rolled from that point onward.
“Yes. In fact, that’s where Joseon civilization is at a disadvantage. Since there’s fundamentally no faction related to resources, they adopt a strategy of creating variables favorably in combat—the way Daisunsin Choi and Cookie are doing it now—and then converting that into resources.”
Joseon was a civilization that had to create resources through combat.
This was Joseon’s dilemma in the RTS game.
“Mongolia has plunder built into its faction system, which helps them systematically. Joseon doesn’t have that.”
“Exactly. They’ve purely created this strategy through the players’ reinterpretation, haven’t they? I heard they didn’t play like this even last year. Is that right!?”
“Yes. That’s correct. You could call it Cookie’s roadmap starting this year? The fundamental premise of how Joseon civilization is interpreted has changed. And it’s worked so far.”
“Ah. I see.”
“In other words, the teams they’ve faced until now were teams that fought worse than Joseon. Whether due to teamwork or the commander’s tactical direction. In any case, they were teams that couldn’t secure battle variables better than Joseon. But Persia is different.”
That was true.
Even in Game 1, there were actually many dangerous moments.
“In Game 1, there was a crisis where the Archers nearly got wiped out in the forest. Excluding the top-tier archers, Persia’s archers are actually at a higher level.”
“Ah…”
The Caster let out an exclamation at King Gul’s determined words.
T_T
“Is Kingul mad? lol”
That’s insane/crazy.
“You see, even back in Ril when we had mirror matches with the same avatar, the skill gap became completely obvious, right? What’s happening now is because both civilizations use the bow as their primary weapon.”
His words were accurate.
In clashes between civilizations that primarily wielded the same weapons, even slight differences in skill became glaringly apparent.
That was exactly what was happening in this battle against Persia.
“So Joseon, you can’t get complacent just because you won one match! Unity! You need to think with absolute certainty that you’ll win! Right now, the overall difference in combat power is clearly visible!”
King Gul had discovered something while watching the Joseon match unfold.
While the broadcast only showed what was necessary, the analysis desk where the commentators sat displayed every ping and command from the commander.
‘This won’t work like this.’
He detected movements that seemed to distrust the rookie commander.
As a former professional gamer who had played team-based games himself, he understood this situation well.
In truth, it wasn’t anyone’s fault.
They weren’t refusing to follow orders—he understood they were simply hesitating without realizing it.
But in such urgent, high-level matches, that brief hesitation instantly becomes a failure to execute orders.
The opportunity to follow through disappears in an instant.
-Why is King Gul so angry
I’m scared ㅠㅠ
-We can win! Let’s goooo!
-He speaks the truth! King Gul Cola!
-If we lose one more, it’s over, so he’s being blunt
Ah, so this is what they mean by “active civilization mirror warfare,” damn.
-If we lose this, the haters will have a field day
Just shut up and cheer for them ㅠㅠ
Where did the cookies go ㅠㅠ Will they appear in game 3???

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Before the players arrived at the waiting room.
“Why… why is this happening…?”
Chiseung rewound the match footage countless times, tearing at his hair.
“This isn’t even some amateur team!”
Chiseung let out an involuntary cry of frustration.
“Oh, come on, calm down. The players can’t see you like this.”
Mool Mandu seemed worried about the players’ mental state, but Gob Spear beside him appeared just as furious as Chiseung.
“This isn’t right. This isn’t right. What do we do!? Should I bite something!? Arrrrrgh!”
Mool Mandu clung to Gob Spear, trying to calm him down.
“No, what a real monster… just calm down. Actually, Daisunsin Choi’s command style is a bit unfamiliar too, isn’t it?”
“What!?”
Chiseung whipped his head around to look at Mool Mandu.
“Why… why are you looking at me like that… it’s scary…”
“No. What? So which part exactly?”
“Um, well…”
“I felt something off too. Tell me.”
Chiseung had also subtly felt that her command style was awkward to execute.
“So… there doesn’t seem to be enough time to execute them. I’d say more orders come down within the set timeframe.”
“Huh… again?”
“And sometimes there are none at all.”
“Wait, hold on…”
Chiseung, as if remembering something, opened a file on his laptop.
[Daisunsin Choi Ranked Match Analysis]
[#13]
These numerous analysis files were ones he’d saved when scouting Daisunsin Choi.
“What good does it do to look at that now?”
“We have to try. Will Cookie come back if we just sit here?”
Chiseung poured all his concentration into studying the file. Playback speed: 2x.
He seemed to grasp something, then repeatedly opened and played different files, muttering to himself.
“Just as I thought…”
It was definitely a completely different style from Cookie’s.
“She gives an enormous amount of tactical orders. Cookie is the type who creates winning situations before entering battle, but this person enters losing situations and tries to win from there.”
“Ah… so that’s why the players are confused.”
“But that’s not all. The soldiers are confused, but they also don’t trust her.”
Right now, the Joseon soldiers didn’t trust their commander at all.
There was a part where that was clearly felt.
That’s why Chiseung was so angry.
To this, Mool Mandu replied.
“Because she’s not Cookie…”
She spits out the truth she had been avoiding, her voice dropping to barely a whisper.
“Only Cookie can do this… save Joseon like this.”
At that moment, the door to the strategy conference room opened.
Ziiing.
Along with the sound of a wheelchair, she wheeled herself into the conversation.
“So Cookie is coming back?”
“…”
“Coming back to save Joseon?”
The think tank team couldn’t say a word at her sudden appearance.
“That is….”
“He can’t come back.”
“Yes. It will be difficult for this match.”
“Then you’ll have to trust me. There’s no other choice, right?”
“Yes… that’s right.”
That was true.
There were no other options.
“Let’s go to the player waiting room. I’ve gathered everyone and have something to say.”
Chiseung found himself already gripping the handles of her wheelchair without realizing it.
‘She seems angry. But she’s not wavering as much as I expected.’
He thought the commander herself must be the most shaken.
A commander without trust.
She already lacked experience, and she had suffered a defeat at a crucial moment.
She wouldn’t gain trust going forward, and the next match would inevitably be difficult.
Yet she wasn’t wavering at all, contrary to his expectations.
Rather, her eyes were far clearer than before she entered.
Though she was clearly a commander without match experience, Chiseung felt no anxiety—in fact, he found himself anticipating what would come next.
What would she say to the gathered players, and how would she earn their trust?
Thud.
The door to the player waiting room opened, and in an instant, every player’s gaze turned toward them.
“….”
A moment of silence fell.
She slowly opened her mouth.

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