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Oxygen_hl (Haven) def. CTPAHHuK (Academy) — Spleen (Expert, 8 min), 144
The factions were chosen randomly.
At first, something was generated, I don't remember exactly what, but I didn't like it (it seemed like lord against lord – dull and even duller). I got bored and restarted. The second time, the factions we played with appeared. As usual, the starting positions were changed.
I set out from the castle with a tactician and started leveling up. On the second day, I defeated the goblins with crossbowmen and put a squire from Azerbaijan behind a stall to trade apricots, in order to fill the royal treasury with taxes. On the fifth day, I captured a gold mine and defeated the darklings.
After that, I remember very vaguely what happened day by day, because the time it took for each turn increased directly proportionally to the desire to finish the game. We played in three sessions, so part of the walkthrough has been forgotten.
During the game, according to the old woman, I was half a step ahead of my opponent, but by the finale, we were practically equal. I defeated the underground masters of the Order, and my opponent beat the upper-tier units. We met on his territory, and the armies looked approximately like this:
My rabble:
General 20 (combat 5003, tactics 5554),
Dark Priest 14 (Death 455),
Paladin 20 (Grand Master of Life, combat 3033),
Battle Mage 19 (Grand Master of Order, and also skilled in combat), Prophet 20 (Grand Master of Scouting, pathfinding, life, combat 3001),
13 angels,
34 crossbowmen
The guests' football team:
General around 19 (closed tactics, combat + 50% bonus from cloak)
Seer 19 (Master of Order, Grand Master of Scouting, pathfinding)
Life Mage, I don't remember the class or level (Grand Master of Life)
Another Order unit (Grand Master of Order)
22 nagas
2 sorcerers
14 titans
The battle started amicably – we tucked our tails and scurried into the sled (which, I must say, I only dug up in the enemy's underground). Then followed 5 turns of shuffling, squeezing into a narrow corridor, whispering sweet nothings, and shy glances at each other – we were approaching each other, sniffing, sizing each other up, as if to kick each other in the side.
5 turns passed, and my tactician died a heroic death in a corner under a bush. The corpse was sadistically burned with acid. The Order mage and the Life mage died for the opponent, covering the trembling tactician with their bodies (nearby, all the crossbowmen were eager to strike the rep with a sword from under the bush).
In general, I eventually overwhelmed the enemy tactician and sent him to his grave. After that, the opponent preferred not to resist.
Thank you for the game and for choosing the map. It was interesting.
The factions were chosen randomly.
At first, something was generated, I don't remember exactly what, but I didn't like it (it seemed like lord against lord – dull and even duller). I got bored and restarted. The second time, the factions we played with appeared. As usual, the starting positions were changed.
I set out from the castle with a tactician and started leveling up. On the second day, I defeated the goblins with crossbowmen and put a squire from Azerbaijan behind a stall to trade apricots, in order to fill the royal treasury with taxes. On the fifth day, I captured a gold mine and defeated the darklings.
After that, I remember very vaguely what happened day by day, because the time it took for each turn increased directly proportionally to the desire to finish the game. We played in three sessions, so part of the walkthrough has been forgotten.
During the game, according to the old woman, I was half a step ahead of my opponent, but by the finale, we were practically equal. I defeated the underground masters of the Order, and my opponent beat the upper-tier units. We met on his territory, and the armies looked approximately like this:
My rabble:
General 20 (combat 5003, tactics 5554),
Dark Priest 14 (Death 455),
Paladin 20 (Grand Master of Life, combat 3033),
Battle Mage 19 (Grand Master of Order, and also skilled in combat), Prophet 20 (Grand Master of Scouting, pathfinding, life, combat 3001),
13 angels,
34 crossbowmen
The guests' football team:
General around 19 (closed tactics, combat + 50% bonus from cloak)
Seer 19 (Master of Order, Grand Master of Scouting, pathfinding)
Life Mage, I don't remember the class or level (Grand Master of Life)
Another Order unit (Grand Master of Order)
22 nagas
2 sorcerers
14 titans
The battle started amicably – we tucked our tails and scurried into the sled (which, I must say, I only dug up in the enemy's underground). Then followed 5 turns of shuffling, squeezing into a narrow corridor, whispering sweet nothings, and shy glances at each other – we were approaching each other, sniffing, sizing each other up, as if to kick each other in the side.
5 turns passed, and my tactician died a heroic death in a corner under a bush. The corpse was sadistically burned with acid. The Order mage and the Life mage died for the opponent, covering the trembling tactician with their bodies (nearby, all the crossbowmen were eager to strike the rep with a sword from under the bush).
In general, I eventually overwhelmed the enemy tactician and sent him to his grave. After that, the opponent preferred not to resist.
Thank you for the game and for choosing the map. It was interesting.
Я в мечеть не за праведным словом пришёл.
Не стремясь приобщиться к основам пришёл.
В прошлый раз утащил я молитвенный коврик,
Он истерся до дыр, - я за новым пришёл.
© О. Хайям
Не стремясь приобщиться к основам пришёл.
В прошлый раз утащил я молитвенный коврик,
Он истерся до дыр, - я за новым пришёл.
© О. Хайям
