((Holy crap! I didn't expect this at all! I guess I can't stop now, can I?))
Bishop Maximillian takes off his helmet and wipes the sweat from his brow. He views the battlefield all around him. With the battlefield adrenaline leaving his system, he begins to appreciate the feat his band of rabble rousers had just accomplished. Maximillian knew God was on his side, but the magnitude of this victory was simply stunning. Perhaps there was no ceiling for Maximillian, savior of the Catholic faith...
Catholics of Brandenburg, today we have won the greatest victory for Christendom since the legendary Battle of Tours! Catholicism has been saved in Brandenburg, now it must be saved all over Europe. Onward to Berlin- there is much work to be done! I will rule Brandenburg in the name of the Holy Father till order is restored and the safety of Catholicism in Brandenburg is guaranteed.
Maximillian and his followers begin their march toward the capital
A LETTER FROM BISHOP MAXIMILLIAN TO THE PROTESTANT NOBLES OF BRANDEBURG,
My fellow Brandenburgers,
I know that my victory has deeply troubled you, for you now face eternal damnation and God's judgment for turning against the one true faith. But I write this letter to tell you that your hour of judgment has not yet come, for I am not fit to perform that task. That is up to God. I will not force anyone to convert back to the righteous path, though you all attempted to do the same to my constituents. But there will be rewards for those who seek to return to the gracious arms of the Church, for our God is a forgiving one.
I would also like to assure you that the King will not be harmed, for he is still a monarch anointed by God, even if he has erred from the path of the righteous. I will allow him to live in Brandenburg as long as he appoints me Regent and cedes temporary responsibility for the governance of Brandenburg to my person.
Your brother in faith,
Bishop Maximillian