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Total War: Empire te desafía a dominar el mundo en el siglo XVIII, ahora en Android e iOS

Autor : Mila Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

¡Total War: Empire, el aclamado juego de estrategia por turnos, ahora está disponible en Android e iOS por $ 19.99! Comando una de las once facciones en Europa del siglo XVIII, un período de intenso conflicto global, avance científico y exploración.

Esta versión optimizada móvil de la campaña épica de la Asamblea Creativa le permite navegar las complejidades de la diplomacia, el poder militar y el crecimiento económico en los continentes, desde la India hasta las Américas. Liderar ejércitos y flotas, control de rutas comerciales y rivales de superación en su búsqueda del dominio global. Cada elección afecta su posición global.

La interfaz de pantalla táctil refinada de Feral Interactive garantiza una experiencia móvil suave y precisa, ya sea administrar ciudades o participar en batallas terrestres y navales. El juego presenta la gran campaña completa, más la mini campaña "Road to Independence" que se centra en la Revolución Americana. La expansión "Warpath" posterior al lanzamiento enriquecerá aún más la historia de América del Norte con facciones, unidades y opciones estratégicas adicionales.

Experimente el alcance completo de Total War: Empire en su dispositivo móvil. Descargue ahora en su tienda de aplicaciones preferida. Para una mirada detrás de escena del desarrollo del juego, visite el blog de Feral. Además, ¡consulte nuestra lista de los mejores juegos de estrategia de iOS!

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