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Season 3: Chapter 110: Rough Mountain (3)

a lone soldier with a club ran across the field.

“haah. haah...”

it was almond.

‘why me?’

even though almond was used to carrying out orders without much thought, he couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered when cookie first pointed him out.

[standby reconnaissance]

all the joseon soldiers had returned to the main base, but he alone remained on standby for reconnaissance. such a situation often occurred when controlling many troops quickly. commanders sometimes gave individual orders, but that was rare.

cookie decided to leave one soldier behind while pulling back the other two hundred. he didn’t even need to deliberate over who to leave behind.

the remaining soldier only had to perform a very simple task. stay still if no enemies came and scout until death if they did. that was the meaning of the [standby reconnaissance] order.

almond knew this well.

if cookie needed almond again, cookie would re-recruit him after he died. dying was not a problem, but...

‘i have to scout until i die.’

the order implied that he had to provide his team with enemy information until his dying breath. he would inevitably die by himself with enemies swarming. scouting until death was the natural course.

almond had resolved to do just that.

“how!? how is he still alive!?”

this led to the commentators’ current screams.

“not only is he alive! he’s actually advancing into the enemy base!”

pew!

arrows fired from the defensive towers kept flying behind almond. normally, he would have been hit running this fast along the path.

“gasp!”

with miraculous footwork, almond narrowly avoided the arrows.

“what the hell!? get him!” the spanish soldiers shouted.

— lol he dodged all that

— our champion, “survival challenge winner” almond

— the shooter must be bad too lol

the spanish soldiers wanted to catch him, but struggled. since neither spain nor joseon had produced any weapons until the third era, they only had clubs.

some musketeers started to appear in the spanish base, but none had been deployed to the highlands.

“the only thing that can catch almond now is the defensive towers! but the towers aren’t doing well!”

only the defensive towers that spain built on the highland had a chance to catch almond. they had three that weren’t the shabby wooden towers of the first era, but advanced stone sniper towers equipped with crossbows. this suggested the performance of the crossbows installed in them. however, the spanish soldiers had no talent for shooting arrows.

“shoot properly!”

“i am shooting properly!”

peww!

an arrow flew majestically through the air, hitting nothing but thin air. at best, it only struck almond’s shadow. even a seasoned shooter would struggle to hit the slippery almond. blind arrows had no way of hitting him.

“does nacho even know about this!?”

the bigger problem was that nacho didn’t know about the lone slippery soldier. if nacho knew, he would have deployed troops to corral almond like a shepherd, but such commands were impossible now.

“the spanish soldiers are terrible with bows! they don’t have proper archers!”

“exactly! if they had musketeers here, it would be different!”

almond continued to penetrate deeper into enemy territory. the enemies followed to pressure him, but they could only follow from behind.

almond had already made it out of the towers’ range and they had no way to catch him. he had already passed the highland and entered the mountainous path.

“he’s entered the mountainous area! and the mountain tribe trait activates!”

“now they can’t catch him!?”

“the speed difference is apparent! they would need sonic to catch him!”

— wow

— mountain club lol

— sonic lol

the distance kept increasing.

‘i survived.’

the enemies seemed to have given up completely. they could no longer be seen, but the problem persisted.

‘i’m completely alone.’

almond had never been so alone in civil empire on this dark, densely forested path. finding the enemy base in such a forest seemed impossible. reading directions in such a forest was also difficult. some veterans like pang could find their way alone, but it was too much for a beginner like almond.

at that moment...

wheeing!

[scout]

a blue beam of light shot down from a distance. an order from the commander came in.

‘oh. cookie.’

cookie had figured out almond’s situation.

swish, swish...!

a path appeared along the beam of light that led to the spanish main base.

almond started running.

“ah! cookie noticed that almond survived as a scout! if so...!”

almond relentlessly advanced into the spanish base. unlike the well-defended highland, the base had nothing special guarding it. however, that was only for now.

“because of the in-game lag, they have to practice. they don’t use this in ranked games for a reason. if the timing is off, the siege vehicles just break down!”

“then, should i ask coffee or bread about it?”

the assistant commanders had the authority.

latte was about to ask them, but...

thunk!

“no need.”

carrot grabbed him by the back of the head and returned him to his original position.

“they probably won’t use that tactic,” she said and pointed at something.

“... huh?”

it was the soldiers. more specifically, the weapons they held were swords called joseon hwandos.

“why hwandos...?”

“it’s not just the sword unit. almost all the units have hwandos or crescent blades. there aren’t any bows.”

“is it urgent?”

even in a mountainous terrain, equipping only melee weapons seemed excessive.

“it’s probably for production efficiency. the perfect timing is now.”

“so it’s urgent, right?”

“...”

carrot didn’t acknowledge latte’s words, but he was right.

the gakgung (a type of korean traditional bow) was powerful, but required significant production time and cost along with a special workshop.

in contrast, joseon’s melee weapons had relatively short production times. for a rush, melee weapons were ideal.

she turned to almond.

“almond oppa, did you see anything while scouting?”

“oh. while scouting... i was on the highland...”

almond explained the situation.

“they came back? to the highland?”

“yes.”

“that’s why. spain got greedy. joseon is trying to seize this timing.”

did they produce fast and cheap weapons for a rush?

pang still didn’t understand.

“no matter how small their numbers are, it’s still spain’s third era. they’ll all have guns. what are we going to do with just swords!?”

at that moment, someone smacked pang on the back.

thunk!

“wow. pang! we’re on the starting team this time. haha! still jobless here?”

the man with a broad build and a big laugh wielded a giant crescent blade.

“hey there, malatang.”

he was malatang, the leader of the sword unit. he often teased pang as they were around the same age.

“you still got a red card here! haha!”

“...”

pang nodded briefly and asked everyone around, “do you know his real name?”

was he talking about malatang’s real name?

“it’s lee wan-yong (lee wan-yong was a former pro-japanese prime minister).”

a moment of silence followed. did they hear it right?

“not won-yung, but wan-yong. i almost called him a traitor... but it’s the same name.”

— lolololol

— wtf wan-yong lolol

— lee wan-yong lol

— how can someone be named wan-yong? lol

— how did wan-yong get to be joseon’s starter?

the chuckling soldiers burst into laughter.

malatang’s face turned red.

“hey, why did you say that!?”

“you need some publicity too~ it’s good for your malatang restaurant.”

“... really?” malatang muttered and turned around.

it seemed he liked the idea of promoting his restaurant.

“anyway. just rest this time. haha!”

— lolol, he’s crazy

— must be the owner of a malatang restaurant lol

— is he going to sign a treaty? lol

— name is japanese, nationality is korean, id is chinese...

— during the korea-japan match, he has to prove his loyalty...

— so funny, what’s the deal? lol