CTPAHHuK
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SlOxy (Haven) def. CTPAHHuK (Academy) — Spleen (Expert, 8 min), 144
From a loser's perspective.
My start was slower, as was the rest of the game. I took the gold mine at the same time as my opponent, but I didn't attack the goblins before it, and afterward, I couldn't figure out how to bypass them without Titans. I had already driven all the Azerbaijanis out of my neighborhood, and I prefer science, so I took local mages and other useful units. Then I went to attack the Dark Knights and talk to the teacher, retrieve the dragon's slippers, and free the runner.
My grandmother constantly reproached me for being weak, maybe because I took the runner later, or maybe because I spent a week and a half with Hobbits, with whom I freed the first lord. But in any case, by the end of the second week, as soon as I took my second Castle, my opponent already had three.
After the second Castle, I went for the second lord and Titans on Spleen's metro line. After spending all my tokens and having a great time, I got off at Nevsky Prospekt station and walked along it, visiting all sorts of shops and pastry shops. Along the way, I met homeless people who were harassing everyone. They diligently shook a mug of beer in front of me, saying that I looked gloomy and that drinking would make me feel better. Yes, I was already anticipating SlOxy's pressure, but no, this wasn't a reason to start drinking. Sober and wanting to stay that way, I made it to the third Castle and from there, along Gorokhovaya Street, I freed the witches, then exchanged a Naga for the teacher and went home to listen to lectures on modern magic... it was difficult to listen, my heart was already pounding in anticipation of SlOxy's attack, and in a half-dream, I imagined that very mug of beer...
As soon as the last bell rang, some unknown force, aka "I need to get drunk," took over me, and in an alcoholic frenzy, I rushed to the homeless people. I forcibly took the mug from them and started drinking, drinking, and drinking. I became very blue, and then a thug came out from around the corner and said something about two rubles. I said that I was coming from a lecture, that I was a scientist. Here are my Titans, talk to them, and leave me alone in the sled. Before the thug's heels could sparkle, a second one came out... and his heels sparkled even brighter.
In general, there was no point in showing off anymore, and I headed towards the third Castle, where a caravan with Titans and Nagas had just arrived. It hadn't even gotten dark yet, and they were already in the ranks of my final army. While I was sleeping and dreaming of a great victory, the scouts watched the enemy's movements all night. In the morning, I had a hangover and two pieces of news about my opponent's strength, and both were bad, as bad as the hangover. SlOxy's heroes were stronger, and there were more of them. Two couch potatoes and Angels, a teleporter with crosses, and a Necromancer with a tactician in a magic resistance cloak, under which the Angels and Knights were cleverly positioned... in general, even the horses' knees trembled when my football players, whom SlOxy knows all about, hit them with a whip.
Yes, in the final, everything was simple, as the winners say. Even the bookmakers didn't want to take bets, saying there was no point, kid, just go home, amen.
So I went. And I got beaten. And I deserved to be beaten. After all, SlOxy has always been impressive with his rapid development in online games, and this time was no exception. I read about fan-made mods, but I still don't know how he managed to upgrade to SlOxy with 4 heroes, but he did it. And that's how it turned out that one head is better than all the others, and two heads... why even play? :D
From a loser's perspective.
My start was slower, as was the rest of the game. I took the gold mine at the same time as my opponent, but I didn't attack the goblins before it, and afterward, I couldn't figure out how to bypass them without Titans. I had already driven all the Azerbaijanis out of my neighborhood, and I prefer science, so I took local mages and other useful units. Then I went to attack the Dark Knights and talk to the teacher, retrieve the dragon's slippers, and free the runner.
My grandmother constantly reproached me for being weak, maybe because I took the runner later, or maybe because I spent a week and a half with Hobbits, with whom I freed the first lord. But in any case, by the end of the second week, as soon as I took my second Castle, my opponent already had three.
After the second Castle, I went for the second lord and Titans on Spleen's metro line. After spending all my tokens and having a great time, I got off at Nevsky Prospekt station and walked along it, visiting all sorts of shops and pastry shops. Along the way, I met homeless people who were harassing everyone. They diligently shook a mug of beer in front of me, saying that I looked gloomy and that drinking would make me feel better. Yes, I was already anticipating SlOxy's pressure, but no, this wasn't a reason to start drinking. Sober and wanting to stay that way, I made it to the third Castle and from there, along Gorokhovaya Street, I freed the witches, then exchanged a Naga for the teacher and went home to listen to lectures on modern magic... it was difficult to listen, my heart was already pounding in anticipation of SlOxy's attack, and in a half-dream, I imagined that very mug of beer...
As soon as the last bell rang, some unknown force, aka "I need to get drunk," took over me, and in an alcoholic frenzy, I rushed to the homeless people. I forcibly took the mug from them and started drinking, drinking, and drinking. I became very blue, and then a thug came out from around the corner and said something about two rubles. I said that I was coming from a lecture, that I was a scientist. Here are my Titans, talk to them, and leave me alone in the sled. Before the thug's heels could sparkle, a second one came out... and his heels sparkled even brighter.
In general, there was no point in showing off anymore, and I headed towards the third Castle, where a caravan with Titans and Nagas had just arrived. It hadn't even gotten dark yet, and they were already in the ranks of my final army. While I was sleeping and dreaming of a great victory, the scouts watched the enemy's movements all night. In the morning, I had a hangover and two pieces of news about my opponent's strength, and both were bad, as bad as the hangover. SlOxy's heroes were stronger, and there were more of them. Two couch potatoes and Angels, a teleporter with crosses, and a Necromancer with a tactician in a magic resistance cloak, under which the Angels and Knights were cleverly positioned... in general, even the horses' knees trembled when my football players, whom SlOxy knows all about, hit them with a whip.
Yes, in the final, everything was simple, as the winners say. Even the bookmakers didn't want to take bets, saying there was no point, kid, just go home, amen.
So I went. And I got beaten. And I deserved to be beaten. After all, SlOxy has always been impressive with his rapid development in online games, and this time was no exception. I read about fan-made mods, but I still don't know how he managed to upgrade to SlOxy with 4 heroes, but he did it. And that's how it turned out that one head is better than all the others, and two heads... why even play? :D
