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I don't know what else could be better than this; when I look at other games, as soon as I see their mediocre, dull graphics, I don't want to play. The standard is set very high, so at least don't lower it, and don't ruin the plot.
I would seriously work on optimizing the game. Both the single-player mode (even on quite powerful machines, the FPS isn't always pleasing, let alone older configurations) and the multiplayer mode. In my opinion, the plot is weak. In the original, it largely resembles... If my memory serves me correctly, it's similar to The Restoration of Erathia. But what is most disappointing is its implementation, namely, the heroes who talk to each other between missions without moving their lips, sitting on horses, periodically waving their staffs, tapping their swords on their shields, and so on. One could talk about the plot being secondary for this game if the developers hadn't teased us with quite normal cutscenes on the game engine, where the heroes have facial expressions and don't move according to just one primitive template, and they don't just sit on horses. But on the other hand, expecting an exciting, captivating plot from a strategy game is somewhat naive. For a strategy game, the heroes have a decent plot; it could be worse
O God of Earth and Altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, Take away our pride.