Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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He was like a ghost or a god.

Henry, Matthew, Matthias, and Fritz followed closely behind, thrusting their spears repeatedly from behind and to the side of Mo Jiang. Each thrust was accompanied by spurting blood and the screams of the enemy. The boys' hands trembled and their stomachs churned, but their instinct for survival and their trust in Mo Jiang overwhelmed their fear, making them mechanically repeat the thrusting motions.

Five large, fanged hounds moved like fish, possessing an agility unmatched by ordinary hunting dogs, frantically tearing and biting through the chaotic horse's legs. Their sharp canines easily pierced the warhorse's fragile tendons.

"Xilulu!"

The warhorses neighed and fell, throwing their riders off their backs. The fallen soldiers were instantly trampled by the following horses or pounced on by hunting dogs. Chaos spread like a plague.

At this moment, Mo Jiang also rushed to Mark Walter's side. They were separated only by a personal guard, a personal guard of about fifteen men.

As guards, they were certainly equipped with the best food and treatment. They were strong and well-equipped, forming a wall between Mojang and Mark Walter.

Can Mojiang overcome this obstacle and face Mark Walter head-on?

the answer is……

you can!

It's easy!

Absolutely!

Mo Jiang exerted force with his arm and threw the Overlord Spear. The Overlord Spear transformed into a streak of dark light that tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and crashed into the guards like a siege ballista.

"Pfft!"

The heavy spear, hurled with inhuman strength by Mo Jiang, pierced through three elite guards clad in armor without any resistance. The enormous impact even shattered the third man's spine, sending his body flying like a broken sack, knocking down his two companions behind him.

Seeing that Mo Jiang was unarmed, Mark Walter immediately shouted, "He's unarmed! Stop him! Kill him!"

But this is undoubtedly a misconception. Even without the Overlord Spear, Mo Jiang still has the Fangtian Halberd.

"kill!"

With a roar, the Nine Yang Internal Force was activated at full power, and the Fangtian Halberd seemed to come alive in his hands, becoming a raging beast.

A heavy whistling sound arose, and the halberd, with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, was propelled by Mo Jiang's inhuman strength. Any guards who dared to step forward were either grazed or killed upon contact.

The guards were like charging at a truck; the only result was either being violently thrown into the air and dying with their internal organs shattered.

Or they would be torn apart on the spot by those incredibly heavy and ferocious weapons.

"Hahaha, that's great! Again, again!!!"

Mo Jiang laughed wildly, and the halberd in his hand transformed into a storm of death. Each sweep brought with it severed limbs and screams. He didn't need any fancy moves; pure speed multiplied by strength was the simplest formula for lethality.

Mark Walter could only watch helplessly as Mo Jiang, like a demon, broke through all the defenses, killed all his personal guards, and came before him.

As the commander of the Cumans, Mark Walter raised his weapon in a final act of resistance, praying that Mojang no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

Unfortunately, reality did not change according to Mark Watt's prayers.

As he raised his longsword, the halberd violently severed his head, which was then held high on a branch.

Mark Walter, kill him!

Mo Jiang raised his halberd high, making sure everyone could see Mark Walter's head.

"Enemy general beheaded!!!"

All the Cumans could see their commander's head and understood that this knight, who had appeared out of nowhere, was like a demon from hell, breaking their formation and killing their commander.

At this moment, the man holding the halberd high was like a bloodthirsty demon god who had emerged from purgatory, and the feeling of death was like a raging flood assaulting the nerves of the Cumans.

In their hearts, there is only fear.

Boundless fear.

The army has suffered more than 30% losses. If Mark Walter were still alive, he would most likely be able to reorganize the formation. However, if even the commander is dead, the army will suddenly lose its backbone.

The Cumans began to retreat, and not in a normal way, but in a rout and a complete collapse.

According to statistics, the Cumans suffered 137 casualties in their main fighting force and 208 casualties in their auxiliary forces, with more than one-third of them killed or wounded.

Sigismund cavalry commander, Mark Walter von Oritz, was killed in battle by Mojang.

The invasion by the King of Hungary encountered a hindrance in the Skarlitz region.

Or rather, he encountered a murderous knife that severed one of his arms.

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53. Bribing Wenceslaus IV (7/10)

The next day, Mojiang walked out of the wooden house.

He had already returned to the modern world, washed himself, and changed into a loose, comfortable shirt.

As for the outfit he was wearing before, which was stained with blood and sweat, he took it off and burned it right there in the Middle Ages.

Skaritz was busy at this time, with all the villagers being sent to reinforce the defenses and collect spoils from the battlefield outside the village.

Weapons, armor, and horses.

Many Cumans abandoned their armor and weapons in their escape.

Scavenging the spoils of war is a lucrative task. These Cumans have been plundering along the way, and if you're lucky, you can always find some small but valuable items on the corpses.

Of course, the owner of these spoils of war is only, and can only be, Mo Jiang.

Raddy saw it clearly from the castle: Sigismund's cavalry commander, Mark Walter von Oritz, with eight hundred men, was brutally slaughtered by Mojang, and his head was cut off and used as a weapon decoration.

Upon witnessing this scene, Radji's mind was solely focused on honestly trading with Mojang, without a single other thought.

Mark Watt, who was protected by eight hundred men, was forcefully broken through by Mo Jiang. Killing Mark Watt was no different from killing a chicken. Radji had no doubt that Mo Jiang would not have had to put in as much effort to kill him as he had to kill Mark Watt.

A sturdy castle?

Elite guards?

My friend, look at the battlefield outside Skarlitz, and then look at Mark Walter's bald head hanging at the village entrance.

The cavalry commander leading eight hundred men was brutally murdered, and the entire army of Radji Castle numbered less than one hundred.

Even among the bandit nobles, Radji knew who he could rob and who he couldn't.

Henry and the others were already waiting in front of the cabin. Mo Jiang didn't say much, but pointed to the things inside the cabin and said, "Each of you carry two boxes and come with me to the castle."

Inside the wooden hut were various boxes containing spices, wine, and fabrics, intended for Wenceslaus IV's wholesale shipments.

Without asking any further questions, the four boys simply carried the boxes and followed behind Mo Jiang.

Having experienced the real battlefield, the boys underwent some changes. Now, they looked at Mo Jiang with the eyes of a demigod, and they believed even more that Mo Jiang could lead them to victory after victory.

When the guards along the way saw Mo Jiang and his group, they all looked at Mo Jiang with deep awe. They had seen him clearly in the castle yesterday, and more than one of them exclaimed, "Is that even human?"

At the same time, the look in his eyes as he glanced at the four boys behind Mo Jiang was filled with envy.

They knew that the four boys would surely make a name for themselves in the future, and might even become knights.

The castle guards naturally did not stop him, and Mojang soon met Radji.

After the boys put their things away, Mojang told the others to go outside and wait, and Radji had no objection to this.

Each of his interactions with Mojiang was basically a face-to-face conversation between the two of them.

"The Cumans have been driven away, but I estimate that the remaining soldiers may form a small-scale rebellion or be reintegrated by other disloyal nobles."

Hearing Mojiang's words, Radji, though still curious about the things he had brought, quickly looked away and nodded, saying, "I will write to Talmuburg and Latai and tell them to pay attention to the movements of the fleeing soldiers."

When the Cumans suffered more than three hundred casualties, and even their cavalry commander was killed on the spot, Radji knew that the fleeing soldiers were no longer a threat.

They might become bandits in the mountains, or be recruited as soldiers by a nobleman who opposes Wenceslaus IV, but neither of these would pose a threat to Skalitz at present.

"Don't be too complacent. Sigismund won't suffer such a big loss."

Sigismund sent troops to attack Skalitz for two reasons: one was to pay the Cuman mercenaries through plunder, and the other was to weaken the power of Wenceslaus IV.

As long as Ratai and the surrounding areas remain within Wenceslaus IV's sphere of influence and remain loyal to him, Sigismund's attacks will never cease.

Not to mention the silver mines in Skaritz, which have been funding Wenceslaus IV and his allies, serving as the money bag for the alliance led by Wenceslaus IV.

Radji remained silent. He knew very well that the Cuman attack was just the beginning, and that Sigismund had never wanted a silver mine.

"Forget it, let's not think about such troublesome matters for now. When should we inform His Majesty Wenceslaus of our victory?"

"I was just about to write a letter, and I'll send a messenger in the next few days. What's wrong?"

Mo Jiang pointed to the box on the ground, gesturing for Radji to open it and take a look. "How can such a resounding victory be without a corresponding banquet?"

"I just heard that His Majesty is a little short of money and is planning to offer some gifts to decorate his banquet to make it more befitting of His Majesty's status."

Radji looked at the wooden crates on the ground. They looked unremarkable, but he didn't underestimate them at all.

After all, Mo Jiang had used a similar box before to store white sugar that the entire Bohemian nobility were crazy about.

Radji opened the box at his feet and quickly saw what was inside.

The moment Radji saw what was inside the wooden box, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Those were spices, lots of spices, filling the whole box.

Mo Jiang's voice came from beside him at this moment, "Black pepper, white pepper, fennel, rosemary, lavender, cinnamon, frankincense, myrrh. I didn't know which ones you liked, so I just brought some of them."

"The first box on your right foot contains wine and beer; His Majesty Wenceslaus should like it."

"Oh, right, and that box over there. Yes, the third one from the right, open it and take a look."

After Raddy opened the box at Mojang's command, he was shocked by what he saw inside. Even as a close advisor to Wenceslaus IV, he couldn't help but gasp.

The box contains fabric, purple fabric.

In the Middle Ages, purple was the rarest color, used only by core members of the royal family, high-ranking clergy, and a very small number of nobles.

Traditional European purple dyes mainly rely on Mediterranean snails. It takes about 10,000 snails to extract one gram of dye, and the process is complicated and takes several weeks.

This dye has a strong and vibrant color, but it is extremely expensive, resulting in very high fabric prices.

In 1403, purple fabric was an extremely rare and expensive luxury item in Bohemia.

Add to that all sorts of spices that are more valuable than gold...

Radji subconsciously calculated the value of the boxes on the ground and quickly came to a conclusion.

The things here are enough for Sigismund to send five times the number of troops to plunder.

"you……"

Radji's voice trembled slightly, "What do you want?"

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54. A court governor is certainly good, but a governor of a royal domain has even more freedom and scope. (8/10)

Radji was well aware of Wenceslaus IV's financial situation, or rather, no one among the Bohemian nobles was unaware of the drunken king's messy affairs.

Therefore, he was well aware that sending these goods from Mojiang to Wenceslaus IV would be a complete waste of money.

Don't even think about getting any payment from Grossson.

Yes, Wenceslaus IV's finances were in such a terrible state that they were practically nonexistent.

Radjid did not believe that Mojang was unaware of this matter, and he was even more aware that during their usual conversations, Mojang showed little respect for Wenceslaus IV.

The goods displayed by Mojiang, to put it bluntly, would have been priced by King Charles IV, let alone King Wenceslaus IV.

"What do I want?"

As if he had heard an interesting question, Mo Jiang smiled and said, "I want my spices on His Majesty Wenceslaus's table, I want my wine in His Majesty's hands, and I want His Majesty's mistresses to be dressed in my fabrics."

"What do you think of me being asked for the position of governor of a royal territory? Of course, if His Majesty is willing to make me the governor of the palace, I wouldn't mind either."

The governor of the royal domains is appointed by the king and is responsible for managing the production and collection of goods in the royal domains and coordinating the supply of local resources to the court.

The Royal Governor, also known as the Provincial Governor, is a core administrative official of the royal family, responsible for managing royal affairs, finances, and the allocation of resources. His subordinate, the Minister of Finance, directly manages the royal family's income and expenditure, including the budget allocation for the procurement of materials.