Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 839

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 309
100. The Defense Tower Struggle (2)
From a macroscopic perspective, Joseon currently held a considerable advantage.
Workers had begun appearing in Joseon’s economy, generating resources, while Rome’s growth had stalled entirely.
If time continued to drag on like this, Rome’s defeat was inevitable.
Rome was still struggling desperately to break through the entrance, fighting to overcome the current stalemate by any means necessary.
While Roman Soldiers possessed superior equipment, the real problem lay with Joseon’s defense towers and the Archers stationed atop them.
Rome simply could not withstand their assault.
Under normal circumstances, that would have been the case.
But gradually, the arrows being fired from the defense tower began to decrease.
“The arrows from the defense tower have stopped!”
“Push forward!”
Rome’s main forces, which had been focused on defending against attacks from above, surged forward with full force.
Crash!
Joseon’s Barbarian Soldiers holding back Rome began falling one by one, and the front line started retreating.
“Damn it!”
“What? Why aren’t you shooting!?”
Pierre’s detachment and all the other flanking units were climbing the defense tower.
The Archers had to direct every arrow meant for Rome’s main forces toward them instead, as losing the defense tower would be the worst outcome.
Thus, the battle transformed from a struggle over whether Rome’s entrance would be pushed back into a struggle over whether the ladder could be climbed.
Pierre had fundamentally altered the dynamics of this battlefield.
However—
“Ah, Almond!?”
—Boom!
Almond landed directly on their shield.
He immediately vaulted over to the opposite side of the ladder and descended, positioning himself beneath them.
“Almond! Almond has descended!! The defense tower support will resume! Hold the line!!”
Almond began dealing free damage from below, completely unopposed.
Roman Soldiers fell from the ladder one by one.
“Roooaaarrr!!”
The roars of the audience and soldiers merged together, filling the air.
The situation on the ladder was influencing the morale of the main forces.
Rome’s entrance was gradually pushed back.
But then—
“──Roooaaarrr!!”
A triumphant cry erupted from the Roman Soldiers.
Whoosh!
The Roman forces dove downward toward Almond, their spear tips pointed downward.
‘Gasp.’
‘This is bad.’
‘Almond!?’
If that spear pierced him, Almond’s death was certain.
Even if the vital point wasn’t struck immediately, the Spearman was now positioned above Almond and could continue thrusting downward without resistance.
At this rate, death was inevitable.
That spear blade would pierce through Almond’s heart, and ultimately Rome would seize the defensive tower.

* * *
Just as Almond began dealing free damage from below.
“Roman forces! There’s fire coming from below!! Did you eat something spicy yesterday!?”
The Commentators were having a field day.
Hahahahaha
-Did they eat fire noodles?
Roman soldiers’ tearful ass show ㄷㄷ
haha that’s funny
The atmosphere seemed to be tilting completely toward Joseon.
However─
“Uh, uh uh uh!?”
But the Roman Soldier leaps downward with the spear blade pointed below.
“!”
Everyone’s eyes widen in shock.
“If they do this!?”
“Can they block it by sacrificing one soldier!?”
It was a determination to knock him down even at the cost of a soldier’s life.
An extreme decision neither the Commentators nor the Audience had anticipated.
Such a judgment was made in an instant.
Yet, despite such decisive action, the Commentators find themselves speechless once more.
“!”
The Roman Soldier simply passed right through Almond.
As if Almond were a ghost.
“Uuuaaaargh…!”
Thud!
He falls straight down and dies from the fall.
“Aaaaah!? What, what happened!? He passed through!? Just went right through Almond!?”
-???
What’s up with this bug lol
Hahaha, that’s so funny!
“The importance of angles” lol
-A good bug^^
Hahahahaha
-There’s space behind the pillar~
“Almond! That should’ve been a killing blow!?”
The replay frantically rewinds.
The camera angle shifts.
From the side of the defense tower, it becomes clear.
Almond’s position has somehow shifted to the opposite side of the ladder.
“To the opposite side of the ladder! He went to the inner face of the ladder!”
Relative to the defense tower, the inner face of the ladder.
There hung Almond.
-What the heck lol
-Lmao
-That’s hilarious lol
-Is this a crazy poop-dodging game lol
“Ah, well, it’s awkward to say, but he died in the funniest way possible, didn’t he!?”
Rome looked as if they’d fallen alone and died.
It was clearly a sharp move, but facing an opponent like Almond made it look ridiculous.
“But wait! There’s more!?”
“Rome! We can’t let you be the only one looking silly!”
This time another Soldier falls from where Almond had been.
He too shifts to the inner face like Almond and falls.
“Again, he dodges it!”
Almond moves back to the outer face and evades once more.
However, his expression hardened.
‘I see.’
Almond had caught on too.
Pierre never intended to kill him outright with this tactic.
“But wait! This is eating up time!?”
While Almond plays his poop-dodging game, someone else climbs the ladder relentlessly.
Thud, crash!
It’s Pierre.
He climbs the ladder with his shield raised overhead.
The broadcast camera zooms in closer on him.
His expression is completely blank.
With a poker face forged from metal, Pierre ascends the ladder like a madman.
Another Soldier falls toward Almond.
Almond dodges to another side, and Pierre grows more distant.
This time the Roman Soldiers don’t fall all the way—they grab the ladder midway.
They climb back up, further delaying Almond’s time.
Almond has no choice but to climb while keeping them in check.
Almond can no longer defend the tower.
This was the result Pierre had wanted.
“Wh-what!? This! This! At this rate, they’re all going to make it up─”
──Crash!
Pierre’s hand appears above the rampart.
“!”
The Archers’ eyes widen in shock, and they unleash arrows toward his hand, but their reaction comes too late.
Having already hoisted his upper body over the edge, he drives his shield down into the ground.
Thud-thud-thud-bang!
The arrows strike the shield in a futile burst of sparks, ricocheting away.
The Legion uses a long spear alongside what is called a gladius—a short sword as a secondary weapon.
A blade perfectly suited for close-quarters combat like this.
“D-dangerous!?”
Pierre wields this gladius with extraordinary skill.
His blade sweeps across the lower extremities of the Archers.
Slash-slash-slash!
Crimson wounds bloom across the Archers’ legs.
[Ankle Injury]
[Ankle Injury]
[Ankle Injury]
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.
.
“Pierre! Achilles Slash!! He’s cut them all down!!!”
The Archers’ balance crumbles in an instant.
In that opening, Pierre fully ascends onto the defense tower.
That’s right.
From the start, I didn’t care whether Almond dodged the Soldiers’ attacks or not.
I wanted to erase the “formation” that Almond had established.
That comfortable position where he lay back and eliminated enemies one by one.
While that formation disappeared, I climbed the ladder without hesitation and seized the tower.
Though everyone else had fallen, allowing only one subordinate to ascend with me, it didn’t matter.
I had the confidence that even climbing alone, if my opponents were merely Archers, I would completely occupy this position.
“Ah! Almond! While he was avoiding the falling Soldiers for a moment! It happened just like this!!”
Almond, having eliminated all the Roman forces that were pinning him down from below, frantically begins climbing the ladder.
“They all look like they’re going to die!!”

* * *
I look upward.
The vanishing point stretches endlessly, and at its end, the roof of the tower overlaps into the distance.
‘It’s too far…!’
There’s no time to climb.
Even I cannot transcend time itself.
Time is absolutely insufficient.
Even now, Joseon soldiers are dying.
‘Should I shoot?’
I have to shoot from here.
But the angle for the arrow isn’t right.
Without the proper angle, even if I cleverly exploit a parabolic trajectory, I’d have to shoot without seeing the target’s location and still hit it.
I have to hit something I don’t even know the location of.
‘That’s it…!’
I cannot transcend time, but I can transcend space with an arrow.
As if I’ve made a decision, I stop climbing.
I can’t catch up anyway.
Click.
With the bowstring drawn taut, I lie back in the air once more.
“Haa.”
I cannot see the target.
However, I can make an educated guess.
Pierre and one other climbed up.
At first, both their backs of heads would be facing toward me. They’ve only just started climbing the ladder.
Where would they be about now?
Where are the backs of their heads?
How much of a parabola must the arrow trace?
Just before the defense tower’s roof blocks it, the arrow must fall downward.
And the point where that arrow falls must be the crown of one of their heads.
That’s right.
Even doing this, I can only hit one of them.
‘Pangeo is up there.’
Pangeo was stationed on the defense tower.
Pangeo is quite skilled as well.
He should be able to handle one person.
‘Really?’
No… let me just trust for now.
If I manage to hit Pierre by luck, Pangeo will take care of the rest.
Gulp.
I swallow hard and release the arrow filled with concentration.
This is probably the Release that will decide the tide of this match.
When I sniped the Priest, Rome tilted significantly.
With this shot, Rome is finished.
Almond’s fingers released the bowstring.
Whoooosh!
An arrow flies toward a target that cannot even be seen.

* * *
Pangeo’s expression darkens.
With Pierre’s arrival, the defense tower became a complete chaos in an instant.
‘This guy is a specialist at this.’
Rome’s defense tower is weak, and there are no archers in the early game.
Because of that, conversely, all players are experts at attacking the defense tower and the archers above it.
From the moment he appeared, his expertise was evident.
He raises his shield first to obstruct vision, protects his upper body, and then slides his blade out from beneath the shield to slash.
It was a combo you knew about but still fell for. Pangeo reacted, but the other archers did not.
They instantly lost their balance.
And that’s the scene before us now.
Crash!
Bang!
Pushed back by the shield and slashed by the gladius, the archers fall one after another.
Or they’re knocked backward and sent flying.
In front, Rome’s massive shield still blocks the way.
‘The shield is blocking too many angles.’
Not just a shield—it’s as if Mount Tai itself is advancing.
Despite the situation being far more disadvantageous, every movement of Pierre is filled with confidence and certainty.
Gulp…
Pangeo unconsciously takes a step back.
I had no idea how to handle this.
In that moment, another archer falls.
Crash!
When an enemy melee soldier climbs onto the defense tower, the archer has no choice but to die.
That’s common sense.
But—
‘No.’
Pangeo fixes his dazed gaze back on Pierre’s head.
His head appears and disappears above the shield, moving back and forth.
‘Common sense? Eojin, don’t talk nonsense. Did Joseon reach the finals by common sense?’
The moment an enemy soldier infiltrates the defense tower, the archer is as good as dead.
That’s the common sense of battle.
However, if things had proceeded according to common sense, Joseon would never have stood here.
Pangeo would not have been able to see Pierre from this position.
‘Hah.’
Creak.
Pangeo holds his breath and draws the bowstring.
Shhwik.
His bowstring shifts to an extreme position.
The very top of the draw.
[Concentration]
White light gathers.
‘One shot.’
I know I have only one chance.
There are two enemies.
I don’t have the skill to kill both.
‘Just one. I’ll take just one.’
If that one is Pierre, it’s a worthy sacrifice.
‘Like back then… if I shoot just like back then, it might work.’
I recall the memory.
「Ugh! Pangeo!」
During curve shot practice, Ratte’s indignant cry from beside me.
「How in the world do you logically make an arrow rotate 180 degrees and come back to me! Brother!? Every single time!」
I held the bowstring drawn, a faint smile crossing my face.
“Right? That’s the question.”
The bowstring is released.
Paaaaang!
A release containing my unconventional skill.
The arrow flies toward Pierre’s shield with tremendous elasticity.
Not at the center of the shield, but at the far edge, no—it goes beyond the defensive tower entirely.
It completely escapes the frame of this battlefield.
It transcends this world entirely, defies all common sense.
“…?”
Pierre paid it no mind.
The situation wasn’t lenient enough to worry about an arrow that had clearly missed by such a margin.
However, he should have been watching the one who fired that arrow.
The original leader of the Joseon Archers.
Pangeo.
He was not the type of talent to display such absurd aim at close range.
Pierre realized this far too late.
In a mere 0.1 seconds.
Even that was too slow on this battlefield.
“Ugh─”
──Boom!
White light erupts across the back of Pierre’s head.
Pierre’s shield slowly shifts to the side, and finally his face is completely exposed.
Pangeo reflected in Pierre’s pupils, and Pierre in his.
Their expressions were strikingly identical.
‘Did it work? It actually worked!?’
‘This… this is possible?’
Just as my gaze was stolen by Pierre collapsing slowly.
“Pierre!”
Another Soldier beside Pierre recognized the situation and frantically thrust his spear toward Pangeo.
It was a strike executed with such remarkable focus that his pupils gleamed with intensity.
Pangeo could only handle one opponent.
In the end, after this, he was destined to die.
‘If I’m going down anyway, taking out one Ace isn’t too bad.’
Pangeo accepted his fate.
However, that fate stopped before Pangeo’s forehead.
Thunk.
“….”
The spear tip trembled violently.
Pupils dilated, mouth agape.
“…What?”
Thud.
The Soldier collapsed forward.
An arrow was lodged in the back of his head.
Pangeo stared blankly behind the fallen Soldier.
There was no one there.
But moments later─
“Huh? What?”
Almond climbed up the ladder.
Was he a Streamer too?
Upon seeing the two corpses, he made a throat-cutting gesture and muttered.
“Pierre… cut!”
“???”
He seemed to think he had killed them.

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