negotiation.

What's the best negotiation!

If he had the temper of the tribe, he would have cut him down with one knife.

However, it is not possible on the Ming Dynasty. For Li Yang, who already regarded himself as a Ming Dynasty person, of course he would not be as barbaric as he used to be.

Youdao means not to hit people with smiley faces.

Li Yang grinned and said.

"You guys follow me."

Although he was still half-believing and half-doubted about the so-called surrender of the Rakshasa people, he still took the envoy to the camp as ordered by the captain.

Along the way, Father Ivan immediately realized that surrender was indeed the best, or even the only option, after witnessing the Chinese artillery and sufficient ammunition.

As soon as he entered the camp and saw the legendary "Chinese nobleman", Father Ivan hurriedly saluted.

"His honorable general. I am here on behalf of the Governor of Tomsk, Lord Stroganov, to discuss surrender with you. Please treat the soldiers and civilians in the city with the compassion of civilized people."

"Did Governor Stroganov decide to surrender?"

Chen Zhekun asked calmly.

"Yes, Your Excellency. The Governor reads your letter to him. He believes that no matter what misunderstandings exist between us, they should be resolved in the way of civilized people. And the Governor also believes that General, you will treat surrenders and unarmed civilians civilians civilizedly and keep your promises. After all, China is the most civilized country in the world."

Ivan repeatedly emphasized the word "civilization". In his opinion, the one who can ensure everyone's safety is that this general can act according to the rules of the civilized world, otherwise they will have no way to die.

"Father Ivan, you can rest assured. The Ming Dynasty is a civilized country. Of course, we will follow our promises. As long as you put down your weapons and surrender, I will allow you to keep your property and leave this matter safely. However, since your Governor-General claims to be a civilized person, he should know that all the promises were given before the fire was opened. Although as a civilized person, I will not order the massacre of the city like the Mongols, the conditions have changed."

Having said this, Chen Zhekun immediately said:

"You go back and tell your Governor. I can accept your surrender, but you can only keep half of your property. This is compensation for our military expenses."

Compensation for military expenses?

It's reasonable!

This is definitely a reasonable way for civilized countries to get along!

In an instant, Ivan, who was already nervous, immediately stopped being nervous. What else can I be nervous when facing civilized people?

"General, what you said. After I go back, I will definitely pass your conditions on to the Governor."

Father Ivan, who was secretly happy in his heart, said.

Since the Chinese abide by the rules of combat between civilized people, everything will be easy to deal with, it is nothing more than compensation for some money. Thinking of the barbaric Tatars I saw along the way, if they rushed into the city, then those who waited for everyone would definitely be dead.

OK, the problem is solved now!

After returning to the city, Father Ivan passed Chen Zhefu's words to Stroganov without missing a word. He was stunned at first, and then shouted:

"What! What did you say! They were going to confiscate half of our property?"

"Yes, Governor."

The priest replied.

"We also want to hand over all our property to them before the sun sets?"

Peterev asked.

"No, it's half of the property, sir. General Chen said that this is the military compensation for them. After we hand over half of the property, he will ensure our personal safety and let us leave Tomsk safely and return to Rakshasa."

The priest said with hope.

"Compensation on military expenses is their only request."

"Damn it! When did we compensate for military expenses!"

Peterev shouted:

"Besides, if we left Tomsk before dark, those Tatars would definitely catch up with us at night and kill us all!"

"Oh, sir, please calm down. The other party just said that the Governor made a decision before dark, and did not let us leave Tomsk immediately. Lord, the general looked like a civilized man, and indeed a nobleman, he was dressed very beautifully, and he knew all the etiquette of civilized man. I think, just as the Governor said, it is better to deal with civilized man than to deal with Tatars!"

The priest explained.

"They should be civilized people!"

Stroganov said in a little uncertain.

"Chinese people must be civilized."

No one would doubt this. After all, when they were slaves of the Mongols hundreds of years ago, they had heard about China. China and the Tatars were different. Silk, porcelain, tea, and these commodities all came from China. Barbarians? How could they be barbarians?

"Petev...what do you think?"

Stroganov asked after a while of silence.

"Well, for now, this is the only way."

Peterev nodded, after all, it was the suggestion he made at first.

"But before that, we have to do one thing first."

"We need to explain our current situation to those businessmen and raise them "buy money for life". After all, this is also for everyone's lives."

Peterev said directly.

"The Chinese will definitely not search our bodies. Since that's the case, let those businessmen bear all this! After all, they have made a lot of money from here, and it is natural to let them bear some of it now."

In this era, merchants were all leeks in the Ming Dynasty or Europe. As for the Rakshasa Kingdom, they were the most unscrupulous leeks. Since they were leeks, they had to be cut!

"Petev, you are such a genius! Then I'll leave this matter to you. Oh, don't forget to tell them that this is what the Chinese want to buy lives and has nothing to do with us!"

Stroganov instructed that as long as someone pays for it, as for him... I believe that the Chinese will turn a blind eye.

"As for orders, Governor."

After Peterev bowed, he went out to do business in a hurry. In this way, the merchants in Tomsk became leeks. As for whether they were willing or not, it doesn’t matter. The food is floating in the world, so how can they not be stabbed?

And Stroganov looked at Father Ivan and said:

"God, you should accompany me to meet General Chen."

"Willing to serve you, my Governor."

The priest agreed.

While Peterev was cutting leeks in Tomsk, Governor Stroganov, surrounded by a group of followers, dressed neatly out of the city.

Of course, the Rakshasa of this era has not been "improved" by Peter the Great and has not been fully westernized. It is naturally impossible to wear wigs like the French and British people, and even wear exaggerated foundation on their faces and then blow the trumpet, but they also walk out of the city gate with a snare drum.

These Rakshasa people were dressed in Byzantine robes and had big beards. In terms of their dressing, they were not as different as Westerners.

As they walked out, more than a dozen Cossack cavalry had already met.

"The Ming Cossack Century Rolf is ordered by the captain of Lord Chen to welcome His Excellency Governor Stroganov."

The Cossack on the horse saluted Stroganov.

"It's you, Rornayev, why did you become a Chinese!"

Stroganov recognized who this guy was at a glance. Wasn't this guy loyal to the Tsar? He wasn't Yensesk's centurion? And these Cossacks, why did they all serve the Chinese?

"Cossacks are free!"

Rolf looked at Stroganov and said.

"I am generous to recruit us as Chinese mercenaries by the grace of Lord Chen. Now I have a full 20 rubles of military salary every month..."

As soon as his words fell, the Cossacks behind Stroganov said in shock.

"What? 20 rubles, my god, Centurion, 20 rubles, you're rich!"

The Cossacks all shouted enviously, why did they come to this snowy and ice?

Isn't it just for money?
Chapter completed!