"Clean up the bodies and bury them in an unmarked place, Saddat bring a jar of wine or spirits, Tsar's head will go with us to Jazłowiec." (MC)
Commander, Advisor and Tsar, my collection is starting to gain momentum... There were several dozen other people left in the throne room with whom I had to deal ... but first Boyars. I went to one of them, his hands still dirty with blood, I patted his back.
"Now we're all bastards ... I invite you to another room, we'll talk about the terms of surrender." (MC)
We moved to the next room, luckily there was a big enough table, we all sat down at it ... but unfortunately I didn't have the most important thing with me ... I had to send one of the Tatars to my tent to bring my bag... Less than an hour later Tatar was back with my things.
I took a few pages from my bag, they were written in Polish, Latin, German and Russian ... which was even funny because I wasn't sure if it would be one of the extinct languages in the future.
"Let me read to you, my terms...
1. The title of Tsar is abolished.
2. The Boyar Duma will be responsible for the administration in the former Duchy of Moscow.
3. All members of the Boyar Duma will go to Warsaw and pay tribute and swear allegiance to the King of Poland.
4. The treasury and valuables located in Moscow will be used for war compensation. (MC)
I saw the terror in the eyes of the Boyars, I wasn't sure if it was because of fear of losing their property or if they had read the rest of the points.
"Your property will remain intact, I am not in the habit of robbing my friends...
5. The capital of the new Moscow principality will be moved to Nizhny Novgorod.
6. The inhabitants of Moscow will be relocated to other territories, and the future of the city will be decided by its new governor appointed by the Polish King.
7. If necessary, the new Principality of Moscow is obliged to provide military support to the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth.
8. The lands from the Baltic Sea to Ladoga Lake and the cities of Neva, Veliky Novgorod, Pskov, Ostrów, Rzew, Tver, Moscow, Kaluga, Odojew, Kursk and the lands west of these cities will be incorporated into the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. The inhabitants of these lands will be able to preserve and practice their religion.
These are my terms ... you can accept or discuss them now." (MC)
"Prince, we agreed to peace negotiations, not to humiliation. These conditions are unacceptable ..."
"I understand your hesitation, my friend, but the next room is full of witnesses who saw how to save your own life you killed an innocent pregnant woman and her children. Therefore, you have two options ... go back between those people and be torn to pieces by them, or go continue along the path on which you took your first steps." (MC)
There was no reaction from the Boyars ... maybe I had too little charisma, luckily I knew how to fix it. I clapped my hands, twenty Tatars ran into the room, lined up against the wall and drew out their bows.
"Anyone who gets up from the table will die ... but don't think that you'll be sitting here all night ... my people need a rest too ..." (MC)
I took a quill pen, ink, sealing wax from the bag and put it all on the table, the next thing I got out of the bag was a grenade and flint.
"You have time to sign the surrender conditions ... until the fuse burns out ... then ... everyone knows what will happen next. If anyone tries to extinguish the fuse, they'll be shot." (MC)
I lit the fuse, set the grenade in the middle of the table, and went to one of the walls myself... I'm not crazy. I wanted to motivate them, not kill them, the grenade was devoid of most of the gunpowder, when the fuse reaches the end there will be some smoke, sparks and a few pairs of pants to change.
I was impressed with how quickly each of the Boyars signed this document... apparently I still have hidden layers of charisma... After the last of them had signed the document, I went to the table and pulled out the grenade fuse.
"It was a real pleasure to work with you. Maybe not today and not tomorrow, but in the future you may have strange ideas... it's not worth it. Live peacefully, get rich, have children or raise grandchildren... this is mine advice as a friend." (MC)
I told the Tatars to lead them out of the room and bring the diplomats ... shortly there were five more people in the room.
"Greetings and sit down, it might take a while ..." (MC)
"I am a subject of the King of Sweden and I demand treatment ..." (Johana Müllera)
"How is Count Horn? He still likes to play with the calves? ... Let's pretend that there was no question, and there will be time for social talks later... but now I am bothered by something else, which is doing 2000 Swedish soldiers near Smolensk?" (MC)
"Prince, I don't know what you're talking about." (Johana Müllera)
If he wanted to play stupid.
"I understand ... so the documents found in your room are fake?" (MC)
"I protest, this ..." (Johana Müllera)
"False documents... Even Gustav Adolf's seal is perfectly counterfeit. So you are a diplomat who falsifies his king's documents for profit and since you are only a fraud, you are useless to me and you deserve to die... Now be silent, each word you say will bring you closer to the execution." (MC)
I was not going to kill him, only to scare him, although he was no one important, sometimes even such no one can be useful. The next on my list was Luis Deshayes, a French diplomat. He officially served the King of France Louis XIII, not officially it was one of Cardinal Richelieu's trained dogs.