Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 862

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 332
106. Fire (3)
It wasn’t only the Joseon fortress gates that caught fire.
“Charge in! Charge in! Charge iiiiin!!”
“Great! People! Nation!”
Both sides’ cheering sections were equally ablaze with fervor.
“Rome! Rome! Roooome!!”
“Uooooooooh!!”
The eyes of the Commanders reflected on both sides of the broadcast screen burned with the same intensity.
-Is Choi Sun-sin a photograph??
-Wow, he’s not even blinking
-Both of them look like photos lol
Crazy focus lol
They issued commands without the slightest movement, their gazes fixed upon the battlefield.
From their respective main bases, the fierce clash unfolded simultaneously from the farthest reaches of this map.
A battle where even ordinary concentration couldn’t manage to issue orders one by one.
The fate of both factions would be decided by this very battle.
This war was the final gamble upon which everyone’s destiny rested.
And─
“It’s, it’s collapsing!”
“Charge in! Charge in! Charge iiiiin!!”
──Kuuuung.
That final gate of destiny crumbled.
The fortress walls of the Joseon main base were breached.
“Waaaaaaaah!!”
A colossal mace crushed the skull of the Soldier leading the vanguard.
Crack!
A heavy shield surged forward, replacing the collapsed gate with a wall of defense.
[Movement Speed Increased]
Uuuuung!
That speed alone was devastating.
Kuguguguung!
It was literally a bulldozer of an assault.
“Kuheouk!”
“Ugh!”
The Joseon Swordsmen vanguard stepped forward to block, but they were outmatched.
Pwooouk!
Pwouk!
The perfect coordination of shields, maces, and crossbows.
They could not withstand a direct confrontation.
Bread rides his horse in circles, shouting commands.
“Fall back!! Fall back three steps!!!”
Joseon had to retreat.
The difference in power was unmistakable.
Then Rome advances even more forcefully, siege equipment in tow.
Kuguguguung!
Rome’s momentum seemed ready to breach all the way through to the palace itself.
“Further back!”
Joseon retreats even more, step by step.
Something suspicious about this movement.
But─
‘The cavalry unit.’
Anto senses something and issues orders to all soldiers in the second line.
[Shield wall standby]
Even the crossbowmen hold their shields at the ready.
This is when Joseon makes its decision.
“Open up!!”
With Bread’s cry, the Joseon soldiers split apart like the Red Sea.
Thudududududu!
Through the gap, a cavalry platoon charges forward.
Against armored soldiers—those wielding maces—cavalry prove quite effective.
But Rome’s Assistant Commander shouts.
“Fall back!”
Thump.
All armored soldiers retreat, and suddenly javelin throwers and crossbowmen advance to the front.
The crossbowmen form a wall, gripping shields in both hands instead of their crossbows.
Through the gaps in that shield wall─
“!”
──Shiiiiik!
The spearmen’s weapons extend long and pierce forward.
Not thrown—thrust instead.
[Threat]
Ting!
The warning appears, but the horses’ momentum couldn’t react in time.
Whiiiing!
With the spearmen’s faction ability applied, the horses counter and tumble.
Half the cavalry fall from their mounts, the other half blocked by shields.
‘….’
Daisunsin Choi’s expression remains unchanged.
Rome’s army is stronger than Joseon’s army.
It was a proposition I had long since acknowledged.
But the problem lay elsewhere.
‘I fell behind in management.’
The enemy and I were equal in resources.
It was an operational defeat.
It was because I ultimately allowed Anto’s covert multi-tasking.
I hadn’t perfectly calculated the ripples that releasing the Falcon would bring, and Anto hadn’t allowed it either.
Of course, I harbored no regrets. Having competed in countless tournaments, I understood more keenly than anyone that regret at this level of play translated directly into defeat.
Yes, I was falling behind now.
I lost the operational advantage to my opponent.
I might even lose this very battle unfolding at the main base.
‘Fine. You win the battle.’
There was no wavering. Only my eyes and hands moved with swift precision.
‘I’ll win the war.’
My command was transmitted.
To a place far removed from this battlefield.
To Rome’s main base, where Anto hadn’t yet spared a thought.
Piiing…!
A red beam of light descended upon Rome’s main base.
In that instant, all the infiltrating Joseon Archers turned their gaze toward that location.
It was Rome’s hall.
Where the Supreme Commander stood.

* * *
I nocked arrow after arrow while catching a glimpse of the command with the corner of my eye.
A long, crimson beam of light pierced downward.
This command was a guide descending even more prominently as the overarching objective.
Detailed orders were embedded directly in my vision as white text.
So it didn’t mean we were starting immediately, but rather that further instructions for this command would come down the line.
In a sense, it was a higher-order concept of command, so everyone’s attention was seized by it.
Everyone’s mouths fell open in shock.
[Assassination]
The overarching premise of the operation was none other than ‘assassination.’
‘Assassination?’
I swallowed hard. For some reason, it felt like something I would have to do.
Ting!
[Move]
Sure enough, the command came down to me immediately.
I lowered my bow and began to run.
Then, the Roman Soldiers I had pinned down also lowered their shields and began rushing toward me.
The moment they realized I was shooting arrows alone and the moment Choi Sun-sin’s command came down were simultaneous.
“Seize him!”
The Roman forces seemed to have taken the bait solidly.
They were enraged that I alone had been toying with them.
Whoooosh!
[Movement Speed Increased]
Buffed by the Priest, they chased after me with fire in their eyes.
Even as a militia Archer, I would eventually be caught by them.
Should I fire backward while fleeing?
But no matter what, they seemed like they could block quite a bit with their shields… and if I kept shooting, they might just catch up faster.
Then, the command came down.
[Priest]
My eyes gleamed.
There was no need to shoot multiple times.
‘I see.’
Grrrk.
I drew back the bowstring.
Whoooosh!
[Focus]
The light of focus gathered.
Three seconds later.
I ducked behind a tree and came to a halt, having been charging forward wildly.
Shhhhwip!
His feet dragged, kicking up dust—
“──Throw it!”
In that moment, the Roman Soldiers hurled their spears.
In his militia state, dodging immediately was the wisest course.
Yet Almond gritted his teeth and drew the bowstring toward a specific angle until the very end.
‘Right here.’
Whoosh.
He released the bowstring.
The opponent’s spear flew toward him as well.
[Duck]
Simultaneously, he lowered his head.
Whooosh!
The spear passed over his back.
‘Phew.’
Even a graze would mean death, so goosebumps erupted across his spine.
‘The arrow?’
The arrow had already arrived.
Thunk.
Right at the center of the Priest’s head.
A brilliant white light of focus burst forth.
“!”
Boom!
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Especially Pierre, who was chasing from the front, turned back as if unable to believe what he was seeing.
The Priest was dead.
That meant the speed buff could no longer be reapplied.
‘While being chased like this?’
It was a one-sided situation where his side was chasing while the opponent was being pursued.
Moreover, the distance between the Priest and the opponent was considerable.
On top of that, the opponent was militia.
A body that would die from even the slightest graze.
Under all these adverse conditions, he had sniped the enemy’s most critical resource.
And with a curved shot at that.
‘Remarkable.’
That obsession, that sharp focus and judgment… that sense for exploiting openings and reversing situations.
I cannot deny it.
‘Only in combat.’
Of course, all these abilities of his manifest primarily in battle.
His combat prowess is exceptional, but his ability to read the broader game isn’t merely lacking—it’s nonexistent.
‘That’s why he doesn’t understand.’
Pierre halted his pursuit.
Almond was fleeing into the distance.
Pierre showed no intention of chasing him down.
He had read the flow of the game.
‘Orders have stopped coming.’
Anto’s commands had ceased at some point.
Pierre understood what this meant.
The board’s structure itself had changed.
“We’re heading back to the main base.”
Pierre smirked.
If his predicted scenario was correct, Rome would claim victory in this game.
With very high probability.

* * *
Meanwhile, at Rome’s main base.
Roman Workers were dying in droves from the Joseon Archers’ arrows.
Whoosh!
Thwack!
The Workers ultimately abandoned resource gathering, taking shelter inside the hall or other buildings.
Some Workers even lined up and moved toward the expansion site.
They had to take a considerable detour to avoid the archers, but there was no choice.
Either way, the Workers couldn’t approach the resource areas.
The main base’s resource system was completely paralyzed.
After eliminating every visible Worker.
“…Phew. The hunt is over.”
The Archers regrouped in one place.
Only four had survived.
Pangeo, Spam, Danggeun, and Ratte.
“Looks like it’s just these bastards after all.”
Ratte quipped with humor.
Everyone chuckled.
The survivors’ faces were somehow familiar.
With Almond, the final member, added to the mix, that made five total.
“Here comes our latecomer. Hurry up.”
Pangeo spotted Almond running toward them from afar and waved his hand.
Almond waved back as he ran toward them.
Judging by his relaxed demeanor, he hadn’t been pursued.
Thus, the five-member frontline Archer unit had survived.
‘So we end up together like this after all.’
They all sensed it instinctively.
This would be my last mission.
‘Thank goodness.’
If these five were to be my companions for that final mission, I likely harbored no regrets.
Soon, all of them gazed toward the same location.
[Assassination]
Two crimson characters emblazoned upon the hall.
“Do we… have to go there.”
This was their final mission.
Such an order had been issued because Rome’s main base currently lacked any significant forces or resistance.
“It’s likely an elimination match.”
Anyone could discern it.
This was the nature of an elimination match.
“With high probability, Joseon is losing this elimination match.”
What kind of elimination match would proceed with five archers?
Archers cannot set fires, nor can they destroy buildings.
Moreover, all of them were disarmed ‘militia.’
If arrows automatically fired from the hall so much as grazed them, instant death.
Yet an assassination mission on top of that.
Difficulty of the utmost extremity.
“How many will survive.”
Pangeo muttered while scratching his head.
“Probably one.”
At Danggeun’s cold assessment, everyone let out a small laugh.
They all knew who that one would be.
“Well, well. You’ve arrived. Pretty boy.”
Almond finally makes his appearance.
“What’s this. Why is everyone just standing around?”
Huff. Huff.
Almond, who had rushed over, wore a puzzled expression.
“We were ordered to wait. So we waited. You fool.”
“Ah, I thought it was romantic.”
Pfft!
At those words, Danggeun laughs.
“She has this habit of laughing whenever a handsome person speaks.”
Pangeo grumbles, displeased that she doesn’t laugh at his jokes.
“W-what are you saying!?”
“Oh my. Suddenly formal speech.”
“I laugh because it’s funny─”
That was when it happened.
─Ting!
[ENTRY]
Gulp.
Everyone swallowed hard in unison, then drew arrows from their quivers.
“Let’s go.”
Pangeo led the way.
“Only one of us survives.”
“Right.”
“Yeah.”
Almond, who hadn’t heard the earlier conversation, was bewildered.
Surely that one person isn’t me?
For some reason, the other four were pushing forward far too aggressively.
“Ahem. Finally… as the pants leader, I declare this.”
Pangeo sprinted forward, shouting.
“Get Almond into the guild hall no matter what!!”
“!?”
“Almond will figure it out! Anyway, he’s just this bastard!”
Unsure what he was supposed to figure out, Almond was dumbfounded.
“???”
All the archers shouted in unison with fierce determination.
“OKAY!!!”

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