Your generals and soldiers will level-up as they always have, but now each general and hero has distinct leadership tracks that have very different impacts on their role. Total Warhammer is a game of exaggeration. There were other factors tipping the scales in my favor. That the High King and his stubborn Longbeards could notch another win. But not only did I feel like I owed this army something for beating 3:1 and 4:1 odds in the last couple battles, but I was also starting to think that maybe they could pull this off. The outcome was practically written in stone, and in any other Total War I'd have cut my losses and moved on. Stuff like this is why I decided to fight this last, hopeless battle with my beleaguered Dwarven army. Hero units plunge into the fray, sometimes wiping out entire regiments with a few swings of a magical axe.
Heavily armored Imperial knights go tearing through dense thickets of undead infantry. Greenskin tides rolling across a battlefield, breaking against walls of armor-laden Dwarves bent on avenging past defeats. Total Warhammer encourages these battlefield heroics, battles that don't follow the logic of a military tactics manual but instead satisfy the narrative of a fantasy game. But here, in my week or so with the game, I've fought at least a half-dozen of the most thematically satisfying battles I've ever played in Total War. Total War: Warhammer (Total Warhammer from this point forward, as it is both a better title and a more accurate one) always feels like its source material: turned-up to eleven, about to snap under the weight of its own absurdity, but carried along by sheer enthusiastic conviction.īattles like this have sometimes been hard to find in previous Total War games, where I'd find myself auto-resolving all but the most closely-matched battles in order to focus on my strategic designs. Every other battle is a Battle of Dimrill Dale, The Fist of First Men, or any other legendary, improbable fantasy clash between heroes and their armies. It's a game of titanic clashes at the gates of ancient capitals, and wars of pride between two enemies with nothing at stake but a moral point. The Warhammer license liberates Total War from the burden of plausibility that it has so uncomfortably shouldered throughout its history. I was thrilled: this kind of heroic, doomed slaughter is what I signed up for with Total War: Warhammer. Hours of effort and progress were about to be erased as my greatest army was swamped by the seemingly endless tide of Greenskins. I'd already defeated three other Orc armies in the last two turns, but this made one unstoppable horde too many.
Watching the Greenskins approach from a dusty brown hilltop with the remnants of the High King's great Dwarven army, I knew I was probably going to lose this battle and, with it, the entire Blood River Valley that I'd spent most of my game trying to conquer.
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