God Level Civilization

“Your Highness, Holy Maiden.”

At this moment, the Temple Knight Landon spoke up, “The collective mutiny of the Third Patrol Squad may not be hidden from the city of Luan for long.
To prevent the Imperial Army from being mobilized by Luan, we must quickly increase the equipment and strength of the Temple Knights and the Holy Maiden’s personal guard.”

“The captain is right.” The Temple Knight, Max, frowned, “But our team has just been established, and we have no experience leading a knightly order.
What about training? What about military pay? Where will we get our food and supplies? There are so many problems to address.”

“As for military pay, that’s not a big issue.
We are all faithful servants of the  Lord of Light, and delaying payment for a while won’t affect morale.
As for food, we can find ways to manage it ourselves.
As for training, we can’t expect to do it all at once.
We’ll have to take it slowly,” added another Templar Knight, Ian, who also analyzed the situation.
“But the problem is that we lack equipment.
Relying solely on the equipment of the Third Patrol Unit may be enough to intimidate civilians, but it won’t be enough to stand up against the regular army of Luan.”

These Templar Knights all had military backgrounds and knew that winning a battle wasn’t just about having high morale.
Quality equipment, rigorous training, and superior tactical command, among other things, would all affect the outcome of a battle.

As an expert in matters of faith and not warfare, the Light Saint  Catherine turned to Landen and asked, “Landen, do you have any good ideas?”

“The Templar’s Order and the  Light Saint’s Guard are both legions personally appointed by the God of Light .
Inadequate equipment will indeed damage the authority of our Lord and increase the losses in battle,” Landen said, pondering.
“But the problem is that we have no money left.”

Landen explained, “The previous batch of equipment has already spent all the money we managed to gather, but it’s still not enough.”

Curious, the priest Harry asked, “How much does a set of leather armor cost?”

Landen’s face turned grim.
“Two silver zacks.”

“Two silver zacks?! That’s 600 copper aiels!” Susan, who came from a farming background, exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth.
“By the grace of the Lord of the Light, that’s enough to buy 300 loaves of black bread!”

The Imperial currency is divided into three types: copper aiels, silver zacks, and gold franks.

The gold frank is named after the founding emperor of the Empire, Emperor Frank.
The silver and copper coins are also named after famous emperors in Empire history, Emperor Aiel and Emperor Zack.

The exchange rate between gold franks, silver zacks, and copper ers is constantly changing.
Currently, one gold frank can be exchanged for about 60 silver zacks, and each silver zack can be exchanged for 300 copper aiels.

In daily life, ordinary citizens usually only use copper aiels.
Two silver zacks is already a large sum of money.
Susan’s family owns farmland and horses, making them middle-class freemen, but even they were shocked by the price of armor.

However, a good set of armor can save one’s life in a critical moment, so how could it possibly be cheap?

“That is already the cheapest one,” sighed Ian, a Templar knight.
“That is just the most basic leather armor, made by sewing together tanned and specially treated leather.
If it’s a more sophisticated leather armor with iron pieces like the one our captain wears, it will cost at least 10 silver zacks, and chain mail is even more expensive, costing two gold franks for a set.”

“And, a warrior needs more than just armor,” he added.
“If you need to arm an infantryman, you also need a thick cotton armor lining, a felt cloak, combat boots, and so on.
The full set would cost at least three or four silver zacks.”

This is just the most basic.
If you want to arm a heavy infantryman with full iron armor, it will cost at least three to five gold franks.
If it’s to arm a heavy cavalryman, it’s even more expensive.

Equipment really has a huge impact on strength.

Just like the chain armor worn by Captain Nico of the Third Patrol, even a level 1 warrior wielding a sword with all their might would probably only be able to leave a dent on it.
Even if they managed to cut through it with great luck, the chain armor would still absorb most of the force, leaving only a shallow wound on the warrior, which would not affect their combat effectiveness.

But if they didn’t wear armor, even a level 3 warrior would suffer serious injuries if hit.

So, for a unit to become combat-effective, money is really necessary.

The fanatic believers were silent for a moment after hearing his words.

It’s true that you don’t know how precious the rice and firewood are until you become the head of the household.
Even Catherine didn’t expect that weapons and armor would cost so much money.

In fact, even Wu Hui, who was listening on the side, didn’t expect that weapons and equipment in this world could be so expensive.

However, upon closer consideration, this is normal.
The productivity of this world is still very backward, and most ordinary people can only make ends meet and barely survive.
The vast majority of wealth and resources are controlled by the nobles.

Unfortunately, Wu Hui currently doesn’t have a good solution.
Without divine power, he can’t conjure up a batch of weapons and equipment for the believers.

This is something that can be included in Wu Hui’s thinking in the future.
If he can provide high-quality weapons and equipment to the believers, it can make the military strength of the believers stronger.

The conference room fell silent for a moment.

Harry, the trainee priest, spoke cautiously: “Holy Maiden, what if we call on our believers to donate, or seek donations from some nobles?”

“No,” Landon objected.
“Most of our believers are ordinary civilians and soldiers with little savings.
As for the nobles, hmph, they’re all ruthless people who would sell our believers at the drop of a hat.”

Whenever the nobles were mentioned, Landon’s face turned angry.
The previous St.
Luan monastery was attacked and captured by a coalition of nobles and their private army.

Currently, the three Temple Knights – Max, Ian, and Paul – were soldiers under Baron Gruberg’s command just a month and a half ago.
Baron Gruberg’s territory, Gruberg Town, is the closest to the St.
Luan Monastery and was the one leading the attack on the monastery.

Landon’s words made Max and the others feel guilty, but this guilt was quickly turned into even more fervent faith.
They were willing to use their blood and lives to prove their loyalty to the Lord of Light.

With no good ideas, everyone’s eyes turned to the Light Saint.
After all, she was the chosen Saint by the great Lord of Light, representing the Lord walking among mortals.

The Holy Maiden pondered for a moment before speaking with a firm and resolute tone, “Gruberg Castle has wealth, and so does Baron Gruberg.
He is the mastermind behind the attack on St.
Luan Monastery, and he slaughtered many of our brothers and sisters while plundering the accumulated wealth of the monastery.
He should pay the price.”

Landon’s expression changed suddenly, and he quickly said, “Light Saint, are you suggesting an attack on Gruberg Castle? It’s not an easy place to conquer, so please be cautious.”

Max’s face also looked very serious as he said, “Gruberg is a powerful baron, and his guard is officially a local legion, but in reality, it is his personal army with superior weapons, equipment, formation, and training compared to the Third Patrol.
I used to be a private soldier under Gruberg, and I know his power well.”

“In addition, Gruberg has also knighted three knights,” Ian added.
“These three knights are usually stationed in the knight’s territory, each with dozens of soldiers under their command.
They are very strong!”

“We can think of ways to raise money slowly,” trainee priest Harry also objected.
“We should continue to use the monastery as our stronghold and secretly spread the faith in Grutown and nearby villages to regain followers.”

Everyone objected, as their current strength was simply not enough to fight against Gruberg, unless they asked the Lord of Light to descend himself.
But as knights and priests personally appointed by the Lord of Light, if they asked for his intervention in every battle, what use would they be?

As Wu Hui listened in on the meeting, he felt relieved.

His followers may be zealous, but they always had his best interests in mind.
Although they may still be inexperienced, with enough nurturing they could become valuable assets.
For a deity like Wu Hui, the level of faith among his followers was more important than their abilities.

After all, skills could be developed over time.

“I understand everyone’s concerns.
This is also the second matter I wanted to discuss today,” declared the majestic gaze of the Light Saint Catherine as she surveyed the room.
“Last night, our Lord gave a divine revelation.”

“A divine revelation?!”

The crowd’s eyes lit up, instantly forgetting the previous topic they were debating.

What could be more important than a divine revelation, no matter how trivial the previous discussion may have been?

Six zealous followers immediately stood up and knelt in a row before the statue of the deity, their expressions fervent: “I, Landen/Harry/Susan/Max/Ian/…listen to the divine revelation.”

Catherine slowly straightened her body, turned around, and walked to the foot of the statue with a solemn expression on her young face.
The sunlight shone on her, casting dappled shadows on her body, making this moment even more sacred and solemn.

“Our Lord has commanded that Gruberg is the gateway to the outside world for the monastery and must be under our control,” Catherine’s voice seemed to come down from the heavens, carrying an indescribable sacredness.

At this moment, her aura unconsciously soared to the extreme, and a sacred and bright energy spread out, resonating with the statue of the deity behind her.
There was a vague sense of connection between the two.

“We shall abide by the divine will of our Lord,”

declared the six zealous followers, prostrating themselves before Catherine with unwavering devotion.

Surprisingly, this time, not a single one of them protested or expressed any hesitation about attacking the Gruberg Fortress.

The will of the gods was beyond question, and their only duty was to fulfill it with all their might.

“Okay, everyone, you can stand up now.” Said Catherine with a gentle smile.

After delivering the divine revelation, the solemn expression on Catherine’s face slightly relaxed, and she gestured for everyone to stand up.
She then said, “Next, let’s discuss how to take down Gruberg Castle.”

“Yes, Your Grace,” replied the six followers.

They sat back down at the table and began to discuss various strategies.
This time, no one mentioned how difficult it would be to attack Gruberg Castle.
Instead, everyone worked together to brainstorm solutions to overcome the challenges of the upcoming battle.

Sunlight streamed through the arched windows, illuminating the dust particles in the air and capturing this moment in time.

In the future, this meeting was known as the “Dawn Meeting”, and the battle that was planned during the meeting was called the “Battle of Dawn”.

Historians in the future evaluated that the glory of the Holy Light Church began with this meeting.

Wu Hui was also very satisfied with this meeting.
Without his tactical guidance, the plan they ultimately came up with turned out to be quite good.

At least in his view, even without intentionally calculating everything, the chances of success in this battle were quite high.