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Got baptized. The spawn was mediocre — shooter stacks, no nooks, just a Dragon Fly Hive behind a bunch of hell hounds. Lost my ducks in the first week and was about to write GG, but I decided — this is a tournament, dammit! I'm going to fight to the end!
Three most fascinating months of crawling underground in search of goodies awaited me. Collecting Dragon Fly Hives and then losing ducks wherever ducks could be lost. Neutrals even whispered — "leave...". But I stubbornly collected Dragon Fly Hives, Pandora's boxes, artifacts, and leveled up Tazar. The opponent also went hardcore into grinding. So we ground and ground, and somewhere around the end of the month, a cunning plan hatched in my mind: shouldn't I breach the opponent's ГО?! I breached it, took the Castle with growth, and started strategically saving money for Archers (the spawn didn't provide any across 3/4 of the map).
Saved and saved, and finally saved up :cool: Then I guarded the Castle with Tazar at night, together with the royal ducklings. In short, one of those nights, I was attacked by hordes of Moandor, and we had our final battle. An Implosion for 3250 from the opponent on the very first turn made it clear that the game would be quite intense.
We fought for a long time — at the most critical moment, when Moandor had only enough mana for 2 Implosions, Resistance saved me twice in a row. Essentially the turning point of the battle. Because in terms of raw forces I was inferior, but in the battle without mana, 11 Grand Monks survived, whom I supported with the remains of swamp monsters, shot the enemy well with Expert Archery and a Bow, and saved the best for last — 25 mana for a "last Implosion", which finished off the skeletons and, thanks to morale, the remaining stack of Spearmen.
Thanks for the game!
Three most fascinating months of crawling underground in search of goodies awaited me. Collecting Dragon Fly Hives and then losing ducks wherever ducks could be lost. Neutrals even whispered — "leave...". But I stubbornly collected Dragon Fly Hives, Pandora's boxes, artifacts, and leveled up Tazar. The opponent also went hardcore into grinding. So we ground and ground, and somewhere around the end of the month, a cunning plan hatched in my mind: shouldn't I breach the opponent's ГО?! I breached it, took the Castle with growth, and started strategically saving money for Archers (the spawn didn't provide any across 3/4 of the map).
Saved and saved, and finally saved up :cool: Then I guarded the Castle with Tazar at night, together with the royal ducklings. In short, one of those nights, I was attacked by hordes of Moandor, and we had our final battle. An Implosion for 3250 from the opponent on the very first turn made it clear that the game would be quite intense.
We fought for a long time — at the most critical moment, when Moandor had only enough mana for 2 Implosions, Resistance saved me twice in a row. Essentially the turning point of the battle. Because in terms of raw forces I was inferior, but in the battle without mana, 11 Grand Monks survived, whom I supported with the remains of swamp monsters, shot the enemy well with Expert Archery and a Bow, and saved the best for last — 25 mana for a "last Implosion", which finished off the skeletons and, thanks to morale, the remaining stack of Spearmen.
Thanks for the game!
