I Never Cared Much for Swords. Then I Had to Fight with One
I Never Cared Much for Swords. Then I Had to Fight with One

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I Never Cared Much for Swords. Then I Had to Fight with One | The Walrus

I Never Cared Much for Swords. Then I Had to Fight with One
I Never Cared Much for Swords. Then I Had to Fight with One | The Walrus
Using the sword in historical fashion was working out well until a historical spear-fighting enthusiast showed up, aiming to increase the realism.
Unless he also showed up with a phalanx of his buddies it could really still go either way.
Spears aren't very portable and have a distinctive minimum engagement distance. Since people tend to, you know, need to be able to enter buildings, they were not a popular dueling weapon choice. This is probably in no small part why swords hung on so long for that purpose even after they'd been supplanted as a primary battlefield weapon by pretty much anything else.
Spear (or more likely, pike) beats sword on the battlefield, provided you have enough of them to present a nice prickly wall to the enemy to prevent them from closing the distance, and big open space to do it in. One on one, a competent user of any shorter weapon only needs to parry your spear once or grab it by the shaft to get inside your effective range and then he can stick his sword in your spleen at his leisure. That's why martial arts that even bother to include spearfighting tend to start prospective wielders off with bo staff techniques — unless you're going to be good at bonking your enemy with your spear's shaft you're going to have a tough time of it once he gets up in your face.
And, watching from afar, the archer smirks.
The rumble of approaching cavalry hooves dampened his amusement.