Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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They're even planning to provide eight banquets a month?!

"Well, the banquet was a great success. Many nobles reconsidered their positions, and even the bishops of the church unusually expressed goodwill to His Majesty..."

Raddy's meaning was clear: Wenceslaus IV needed more resources to restore his reputation among the nobility.

But Mojang wasn't buying it. Wenceslaus IV wanted to salvage his reputation, but he planned to make him pay for it.

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“Listen, Radji,” Mojiang said in a deep voice, “I will supply him with supplies for two banquets every month, no more.”

"And he needs to help me deal with the pressure from the church. Don't tell me you don't know, the church monopolizes sugar."

"If Your Majesty doesn't help me withstand the pressure, once the church guys come knocking, the sugar business will be over immediately, understand?!"

In 15th-century Bohemia, the supply of sweets was monopolized by the church, and as everyone knows, monopolies are undoubtedly the easiest business to run.

Because they control the pricing power.

Mo Jiang also knew that white sugar had begun to impact the church's market, and that the church would probably send someone to investigate the origin of the white sugar soon.

If it gets caught, even Mo Jiang now feels extremely troubled.

Because that was the Church, the most powerful force in medieval Europe.

"Okay, let me put it more bluntly. If I were to be forced into a position by the Church, all of His Majesty's supplies and banquets would be ruined. Do you understand what I mean?!"

Radji understood, of course.

He had even just planned to use this as a reason to persuade Mojang to provide more supplies to Wenceslaus IV.

Because only the king could withstand the pressure from the church, and in order for the Bohemian king to withstand the pressure from the church, he had to be seen as someone important in the aristocratic circles.

So this brings us back to the original requirement: Wenceslaus IV needed more banquet supplies.

What else could Radji say? Mojang had already agreed to provide double the supplies for this banquet every month, making enough concessions.

Otherwise, do we really expect them to provide supplies for eight banquets a month?

Wenceslaus IV dared to say that because he had never seen Mojang charge into battle alone. If Radji dared to try to persuade Mojang about this, his halberd might just come crashing down.

"Tell me, what did His Majesty ask you to bring?"

Aside from the warhorse, there were no material gifts in return; the rest were all empty gestures.

In addition to being the governor of the royal domain, Wenceslaus IV also knighted Merjan.

"Tsk, a bunch of empty titles, really no benefit whatsoever."

“That’s not entirely true,” Radji said, trying to save face for the monarch. “At least there’s still a warhorse, isn’t there?”

To this, Mo Jiang scoffed, "Are you sure this is a return gift, or that His Majesty doesn't have the money to keep this warhorse? If I remember correctly, a warhorse of this noble lineage should have at least two grooms to serve it. Where are the grooms?"

Logically speaking, when sending away warhorses of this caliber, at least a groom would be assigned to take care of them in order to ensure their healthy growth and to maintain the friendship between the two sides.

However, it is clear that Wenceslaus IV's finances were insufficient for him to send out grooms, and it is even questionable whether there are still experienced grooms in the royal stables.

Mo Jiang no longer wanted to talk about Wenceslaus IV, or rather, he was mentally prepared for it.

Wenceslaus IV was not a competent monarch, but then again, if Wenceslaus IV had truly been diligent and hardworking, then it wouldn't have been his turn to continue investing in the country, given that he had no foundation in Bohemia.

Good monarchs are out of the question, so this is the only kind of person we can invest in. We have no choice but to make do. What else can we do?

Should we run back to our hometown in this world?

The straight-line distance between Skarlitz and Yingtianfu is 8,500 kilometers, but the actual route is more than 12,000 kilometers.

Not to mention that at this time, Zhu Di had already won the battle between his uncle and nephew, and ascended the throne in the Jingnan Campaign.

Compared to the Yongle Emperor, Wenceslaus IV was easier to control.

"By the way, do I have the authority to appoint knights?"

Radji paused for a moment, then shook his head. "Only nobles, the church, and the king have the power to confer knighthoods. However, His Majesty can do it for him, as long as you pay him a fee to make him happy."

Well, so you're selling official positions, huh?

Raddy didn't say one more thing: if someone is a knight appointed by Wenceslaus IV, they shouldn't expect many people to respect them.

It's like someone else's first degree is from Tsinghua or Peking University, while the title conferred by Wenceslas IV is only as valuable as a private junior college degree.

However, Mo Jiang didn't care too much. No matter how low the value of a knight was, it would naturally increase after he conquered a territory.

"I want to make a few of my men knights. I will cover the cost of Your Majesty's help, but you will need to teach them some things they need to pay attention to."

"They are now helping me manage the refugees and the village."

Raddy naturally agreed. Putting aside the fact that Henry was his illegitimate son, Raddy was happy to see someone take over the mess.

After all, Radji himself was the previous governor of the royal territory, and his main responsibility was to oversee the silver mine production. After Sigismund's invasion, he also formed a coalition to resist the invasion.

Because that's what he had to do as governor of the royal domain.

Now that it's Mojang's turn, a monster capable of single-handedly breaking through enemy lines is in charge of military affairs, Radji is naturally happy to have an easier time.

As for the silver mine...

Compared to the goods from Mojang, the silver mines seemed far less important, to the point that Wenceslaus IV and Radji tacitly accepted them as a bonus for Mojang's position.

64. There's also a set of [decorative armor] in the warehouse.

Returning to the cabin from Radji's castle, the five hounds were back, carrying what appeared to be a rabbit or some other prey.

The flesh was mangled beyond recognition, and Mo Jiang could tell at a glance that these wolf cubs had lost their ferocity during the chase.

They have developed the ability to hunt, and ever since they tasted blood, they have been bringing back prey from time to time when they patrol the mountains with Henry and the others.

Sometimes it's rabbits, and if there are enough hunting dogs, they can even catch deer.

Each time, he would bring the spoils back to the cabin and wait for Mo Jiang to enjoy them first. I don't know if this was taught by Tie Tou.

Mo Jiang took the prey from the jackal's mouth, cut off the fattest, boneless piece with his dagger, and circulated his inner energy, causing his palm to heat up instantly. In no time, he cooked the piece of meat.

He casually tossed the cooked meat into his mouth and swallowed it after only a few chews.

"So, can I fry an egg in the palm of my hand now?"

Although using internal energy to generate fire is still extremely energy-consuming and impractical, simply increasing the temperature of the palms does not consume much energy.

It's no wonder that Mojiang would have such thoughts.

It casually tossed the prey back, and the green elk jumped up, caught it in one bite, and shared it with its brothers.

Jackal, tiger, greedy wolf, black-maned, white-browed, and green elk.

These are the names Mo Jiang gave to his five hunting dogs; they are all alternative names for wolves in ancient literature and folk tales.

As for the name of the golden eagle, it is Dongjun, the name of the sun god in the Chu region, representing light and power.

The golden eagle itself was once associated with sun worship and was regarded as the king of the sky symbolizing the sun before the emergence of a personified sun god.

Mo Jiang originally intended to name it after names like [La], [Helios], and [Surya], but considering the naming format of other battle pets, he gave it a name with a similar style, [Dongjun].

Five hounds quickly tore and divided their prey, while two of them growled at Dongjun, who was looking out the window, clearly feeling that the golden eagle, not being part of the hunt, did not have the right to share the prey.

Soon after, the hounds' attention was drawn to the Skybreaker warhorse.

Tianjie raised his head and snorted. The hunting dogs surrounded him as if their fur had been bristled, their fierce eyes scanning the warhorse's vital points.

This is the hunting dogs' instinctive stress response to outsiders, especially since the mere existence of this outsider is already terrifying.

Stared at like that by the hounds, Tianjie became restless, pawing at the mud, ready to charge at any moment.

"Alright, everyone stop."

Just as tensions were running high, Mo Jiang's voice, carrying his will, entered the minds of the dog and the horse with undeniable authority.

At the same time, Mo Jiulingliu IV Lu Qiba "Ba Jiang pressed down on the horse's back with one hand, completely suppressing the restlessness of the heavenly tribulation to the ground. The giant horse felt that the thing on its back was extremely heavy, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not lift its feet and could not move.

Finally, Tianjie lowered his head, restrained his wildness, and expressed his surrender and submission, only then did Mo Jiang withdraw his hand.

The hounds, instead of surrounding the Heavenly Tribulation, continued to devour their prey.

After Mo Jiang made his statement, the hounds realized that there was a new member in the wolf pack.

Mo Jiang looked at Tian Jie's size. Although it was just a newly weaned foal, it already had a shoulder height of 1.5 meters.

However, he does not plan to ride it now, but rather to let it grow faster with the help of medicine.

Once this horse has sufficient size and strength, it will be an unstoppable heavy tank on the battlefield.

Mo Jiang once worked with the former president to create a set of Iron Pagoda armor, but that set was ultimately not counted in the Hanfu Society's armor collection.

That's not real armor; it's just decorative armor.

Because the armor plates of that Ironclad Pagoda set were 8mm thick, and with other ingenious designs made of modern materials, the armor alone weighed over 80 jin (approximately 40 kg).

Even for Mo Jiang at the time, that outfit was something he could only manage to wear.

The last set of Ironclad armor was considered a failure, and the former president wanted to discard it to avoid ruining the reputation of the Hanfu Society that all armor was genuine, since it was almost impossible for a human to walk freely in that suit.

Mo Jiang felt it would be a waste to throw away the things he had spent most of the semester working on, so he took them to his garage.

If it were me now, with the Heavenly Tribulation after being nurtured by the potion, I should be able to wear that Ironclad Pagoda armor.

After securing the Heavenly Tribulation, Mo Jiang first went to the refugee gathering point outside Skalitz village.

Since there weren't many houses in the village, and it was unclear whether any of the refugees were sick, it was impossible to allow them to enter Skaritz.

That would undoubtedly cause public security and sanitation problems.

Therefore, Mo Jiang urgently asked Henry to transfer some people from Skarlitz to build huge sheds for the refugees to shelter them from the wind and rain.

It's lunchtime now, and even though it's a refugee settlement, Mojiang provides three meals a day.

Although Fritz had raised concerns about whether it was too lenient towards refugees, Mo Jiang was too lazy to fuss over such a trivial matter; the difference between two meals and three meals was negligible to his expenses.

The refugees were registered by family, and every morning the men would get up and work with Henry.

Current construction work involves building houses and toilets.

The women were gathered together to wash clothes and armor, spoils of war seized from the Cumans.

However, most of the clothes and armor were stained with blood and needed to be thoroughly cleaned.

In the settlement, everyone, regardless of age or gender, has a job. Even toddlers who have just learned to walk are given a job they can do.

Even if the job seems meaningless or even meaningless, and is simply a waste of a child's energy.

Although Mojiang took in the refugees, it dared not simply support them.

The logic is simple: if these people are fed but not worked, they might start having wild thoughts and then create some difficult problems.

So in Mojiang, food is plentiful, but you have to work until you lie down and snore loudly every day, not wanting to think about anything but sleeping.

At noon, the team leaders chosen by the men and women went to collect lunch and then distributed it.

After finishing work in the evening, there is one more meal, which is the most important.

Mojiang stated directly that if there are women in a family, they should come out and receive the food; if there are children, they should come out and receive the food.

If a household has children or women at the time of registration but does not come out to collect food, that household will be expelled from the camp.

This is to prevent some people from taking the food and eating it all themselves, without caring about the lives of their wives and children.

Mo Jiang is willing to believe in the good side of human nature, but he doesn't dare to test it.

When Mojiang arrived at the camp, Henry was watching the others eat while maintaining order.

He naturally didn't need to eat the fodder with the refugees, although Henry had secretly tried it and thought it tasted pretty good.

But it was clear that Mr. Mo Jiang's lunch was better.

“Henry…”

Mo Jiang patted Henry on the shoulder to remind him of his arrival, then asked a question, "Would you like to become a knight?"

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65. Today, the Tai Sui (Grand Duke Jupiter) is surnamed Mo.