Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 737

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 207
68. Monster Clash (4)
“W-we’re charging forward!?”
Whoooosh…!
The luminous path drawn by the Commander appeared in multiple locations.
Clop! Clop!
The Cavalry surged between the legs of the colossal Elephant.
Swiiiing!
Swiiing!
Their blades slashed relentlessly at the Elephant’s legs.
-Whoa
-Wow
-What
-Sudden awakening?
-This is insane
“…This, this is!”
Whoosh!
The Elephant attempted to kick, but most of its strikes missed.
“How is this even possible!?”
Mooooooooo──
One Elephant cried out in agony.
Its health was nearly depleted.
“I’ve finally figured out Daisunsin Choi’s style! This person never retreats! If you charge, they charge right back!? It’s pure confidence that they’ll win!”
“The Soldiers are doing the same—no retreating whatsoever!! The variables in this battle are exploding!!”
“Yes! Korean style! If you commit, you succeed!!”
-Wow
-This is real
-This is genuinely insane
-If you commit, you succeed lol
-If this isn’t girl crush energy, what is!
-No backing down D:
Eventually, the Elephant swayed and toppled over.
“O-one Elephant is down!”
“Wait!? But that’s the Assistant Commander underneath it!?”
-Is another disaster about to strike?
-What!?
-Desperation mode activated
No matter how valuable an Elephant was, it could never be more important than an Assistant Commander.
Moreover, four or more Cavalry soldiers besides the Assistant Commander had already been crushed to death by the kick.
If I captured this Elephant only to lose the Assistant Commander, it would be a devastating loss for Joseon.
But then─
Thud!
A massive tusk supported the falling elephant.
“Wh-what…!?”
“This guy!”
Even the commentators hadn’t known at first.
Why such a thing was happening.
They had only been watching the close-up battle footage.
Only when the camera pulled back did they see someone mounted on top.
“…Ah, Almond!?”
It was Almond.
“Chataemeen! It’s Chataemeen! Look at that uniform!!!”
“Ah! We saw him charging from the Joseon main camp earlier!! And he’s here now!!”
And he had just received Joseon’s secret weapon unit—the Chataemeen class.
“That’s why he charged in so confidently with the cavalry! Choi Sun-sin!!”

* * *
During the elephant and cavalry clash.
Clop, clop!
Slightly behind the cavalry, a mounted soldier in a black robe galloped forward at full speed.
He had been given this order.
[Enter when the cavalry is engaged with one]
Joseon hadn’t simply fought to kill the elephant.
They had fought to create an opening angle for this single soldier’s entry.
Almond nodded and urged his horse faster.
The black robe billowed behind him as the landscape blurred past.
“Waaaaah….”
Dust and war cries echoed from ahead.
The elephants were charging toward the cavalry.
There were two elephants.
One was close to the cavalry, while the other circled at a distance.
‘Are they trying to flank the cavalry from both sides?’
What they called a sandwich maneuver.
While the cavalry engaged one elephant, the other would circle around and strike from the side.
No matter how well the Joseon cavalry fought, the damage would be severe.
Ping!
An order reached Almond.
A ping marker appeared above the circling elephant.
[Seize]
Not an attack, but a seizure.
Chataemeen could control any mount. As long as he held dominion over that mount, even the enemy’s was possible.
Clop! Clop!
Almond slowly released the reins he’d been gripping with both hands.
The horse accelerated steadily toward the elephant.
This too was Chataemeen’s trait—increased movement speed. It applied to mounts as well.
“H-hey! Behind!”
“What!?”
“Behind!!!”
The cries of Persian Archers mounted on the elephant rang out.
Twang.
Both bowstrings were drawn taut.
Whoosh!
Their arrows crossed paths.
[Shoot and Move]
Immediately after firing, Almond yanked the horse’s head around.
Thud thud.
The Persian arrows all embedded themselves in the ground to the left of the horse’s hooves.
Splat!
One of Almond’s arrows burst through an archer’s head.
“D-dammit, where is he!?”
Almond’s horse drew even closer to the running elephant.
From a high vantage point, one cannot see directly below.
For the Persians atop the elephant, there was no way they could see Almond clinging so close beneath them on horseback.
Ding!
An order came through.
[Move Then Fire]
At this, Almond drew his bowstring again while twisting his thigh.
Clop! Clop!
Now he revealed himself once more.
“H-there!”
Almond, who had been firing from the left moments ago, now appeared on the elephant’s right side.
Just as they tried to draw their bowstrings in unison, an arrow already in flight pierced through a Persian Soldier’s head.
Splat!
Gakgung, Focus, and Chataemeen’s distance-proportional damage on top of it all.
Helmet or not, unless one was a Knight, surviving a headshot was impossible.
“Where did he go again!?”
By the time they regained their senses, Almond had vanished once more.
Whoosh!
Only the sound of the bow reached them.
Now arrows were flying from a place they couldn’t even see.
“That’s an insane curve shot!?”
The Soldier quickly ducked his head and barely dodged it.
“Haa… haa….”
The Soldier carefully drew his bowstring and cautiously approached the right edge of the elephant to get a better view below.
It was a half-crawling movement.
But there was nothing to find.
‘Nothing.’
There was no one on this side.
Was it the other side?
He turned around to check the opposite side.
Someone was there.
“!”
He hesitated before shooting his bow.
It was a Persian Colleague.
“Ah. You startled me. Why are you standing there? Move aside.”
The Soldier irritably moved forward and checked the left side, the opposite direction.
‘…Huh?’
From the elephant’s leg to its back, there were blood marks as if carved by some blade.
It looked like someone had climbed up while stabbing with shuriken or something similar.
“!”
Only then did a creeping sense of dread wash over him.
It’s Chataemeen.
“You─”
He spun his head around and tried to shoot his bow.
──Thunk!
Almond had already driven a shuriken directly into his throat.
“Gack!”
Thud.
The corpse didn’t even need to be kicked; it fell off the elephant from the vibrations alone.
With this, all four on the elephant were dead, leaving only Almond.
He moved to the very front of the saddle and grabbed the elephant’s reins.
Mooooooo!
The elephant immediately changed direction at that moment.

* * *
“Ahhh! So my Colleague disguised himself as the Enemy and pulled off a fake-out!?”
King Gul marveled after watching the entire replay.
Did you seriously steal the elephant?ㅋㅋㅋ
“Your elephant is awesome!”
I’m dying laughing ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-I’d surrender right here
How much longer are you going to keep getting played like this lol
“Seriously, in an instant he’s moving back and forth on the Horse, clearing out the Elephant’s position! And this actually works!?”
“What’s most impressive is the orders! The orders are incredibly detailed!? From the Player Almond’s perspective, I can see it now!”
-For real
-This is insane
-The orders were actually insane
-Is he really a rookie? Absolutely crazy
As expected, Kuberji’s pick ㅠ
“While we’re watching the replay! The Joseon Cavalry and! One Elephant! Are charging into enemy territory!”
The Cavalry led by Bread and Coffee are right on top of Persia.
And behind them, there’s even one Elephant.
“The Persian Commander knows, but the Soldiers will think the Elephant is reinforcements!?”
“And what’s really encouraging from the Persian walls! Maratang’s unit is still holding out! They’ve been fighting for quite a while!?”
-Wow
-What
How are you even alive lol
-Wait, seriously??
“God-ra-tang lol”
Why are you even alive lol
“They’ve been harassing them constantly, moving around like guerrilla warfare!”

* * *
In fact, from the moment I leaped from the city wall, the order given to me was this.
[Buy time]
Buying time was the purpose of my unit.
It had been that way from the start.
‘If I tell the soldiers this….’
If I conveyed this order to the soldiers, the intention to buy time would be far too obvious.
If that happened, the enemy might find it suspicious.
Fight with all our might, but buy time.
So, after killing the elephant, I gathered the soldiers who had crashed to the ground and waged guerrilla warfare.
Hiding in brush and vegetation, I continuously struck the enemy from behind.
“Gasp… Huff… When exactly will reinforcements arrive!?”
Running away frantically, then running back just as frantically to fight again.
Even in virtual reality, this kind of gameplay exhausts a player.
Endless repetition wears down the mind and spirit.
“Reinforcements?”
Unfortunately, I had never heard when reinforcements would arrive.
“I’m wondering what the point is of us whittling down the enemy’s main force one or two soldiers at a time like this.”
“….”
That was certainly true.
The normal way to play Civil M was to properly regroup and overwhelm them all at once to win.
Civil M’s defense was considerably more advantageous compared to other RTS games, so winning through guerrilla warfare was impossible except in the very early game.
But now we were already in the fourth era.
“Our equipment is also third era.”
My unit’s equipment was third era weapons, and soon we wouldn’t even be able to use Waldo anymore.
Like all Civil M weapons, once durability ran out, they would crumble and disappear.
I didn’t know what to say about this.
“For now, the order we’re given is to buy time. We clearly have a role to play. There’s no room for doubt. Even if we had the advantage. Do you want it to become like the second match?”
“…No.”
“Then let’s buy time. More. More.”
“Yes.”
“Come on, let’s go again!”
“Yes!”
Just as I was about to rally the soldiers’ morale and move out.
Ting.
[Attack]
A commander’s order came down.
“Huh…?”
Whether this order was directed only at me or at all the soldiers, everyone froze.
“It’s an order!”
Maratang hoisted Waldo high and bellowed.
“Chaaaaarge!”
There was no time to delay the assault.
“Hyaaaaa!”
Since morale was already bolstered, the command was executed immediately.
Maratang’s unit charged toward the Persian Soldiers guarding near the fortress walls.
“W-what.”
“Are they coming to die?”
“There they go again. This time we’ll slaughter every last one!”
Persian Archers drew their bowstrings, and Anausha, their special unit, stepped forward first.
Clang!
Crash!
Blades clashed against one another as Soldiers became hopelessly entangled.
Thud!
Splurt!
Swordsmen fell with arrows embedded in their bodies.
“Push forward! Further!”
Whoooosh!
Maratang wedged his way ahead and cut down an Archer.
“Ha. It’s pointless! Useless!”
Whoosh! Whizz!
Anausha, one of Persia’s warriors, rushed in and swung dual blades downward.
“We have reinforcements coming.”
“What…?”
Anausha said reinforcements were on the way.
Buuuuuuu—
It was true.
An Elephant’s cry echoed from behind.
So this tedious, prolonged guerrilla war would end with Elephant reinforcements.
Maratang’s expression visibly wavered.
‘What is this. Did I not catch their multi-tasking?’
Maratang had assumed either Joseon sent reinforcements, or he’d caught Persia’s multi-tasking.
But it wasn’t either. If it were, that Elephant would never have come here.
Without realizing it, he let Waldo droop limply.
The corners of the Persian Soldiers’ mouths curled upward.
Even amid the chaotic melee, their morale visibly surged as they pushed forward.
“Fine! Let’s die fighting the Elephant!”
Assuming this was Joseon’s order to die here, he gritted his teeth and swung his blade.
The Elephant drew steadily closer.
It happened in an instant, as if it had been given a speed boost.
Joseon’s defeat seemed to be approaching even faster.
But then─
‘Huh?’
──BOOOOOM!
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Something flashed, and suddenly all the Persian Soldiers were flying away.
“!?”
It took both sides a few seconds to process what had just happened.
Persia caught on faster.
[Caution]
[Attack]
Caution and Attack pings had appeared above that Elephant.
The Soldiers who couldn’t read these pings in that instant all went flying.
“It’s not ours!”
“Damn it, Chataemeen─”
The Persian Infantry rushed out to block them.
──SHHWAAACK!
A lightning-fast blade slash swept past and severed their necks.
They were Joseon Cavalry.
Only then did Maratang’s eyes see it.
All the countless riders beneath the Elephant were familiar faces.
“R-reinforcements have arrived!”
“Yaaaaaaah!”
“Swordsman unit! Everyone, charge forward!”
With an enormous roar, the Swordsman unit also began running in the direction the horses were heading.
“Yaaaaaaah!”
Persia’s main camp, without walls, was pierced through in an instant by the Cavalry.
They had opened a path.
The Swordsman unit charged down that path like madmen, swinging their blades.
“Kill them all! Every last one of those bastards!”
SHHWACK!
SHHWACK!
The Persian Infantry, overwhelmed by the chaos, collapsed in a tumbling mass.
“Leave the rear to them! We break through to the town hall!”
Clop clop! Clop clop!
Joseon’s Cavalry charged their horses straight toward the town hall.
Where the Commander-in-Chief, Persia’s last stronghold, stood.
The building was surrounded in a complex maze of numerous defensive towers and structures serving as barricades.
And three Elephants stood guard right beside that hall.
“Insane…”
Bread felt like a hero who had to enter the final gateway of the Demon King’s castle.

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