Chapter 678: Mughal Empire

"Hahahaha, what do you think?"

Liu Zheng and the others were still bewildered.

The Prince of Jin had already begun to laugh heartily.

With this laugh.

The people of the entire city began to cheer.

"Prince of Jin! Prince of Jin!"

"Prince of Jin! Prince of Jin!"

"Long live the Prince of Jin, long live, long live for ten thousand years!"

"Long live for ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand years!"

The people of the entire Jinyang City were incomparably excited, screaming until their voices were hoarse. You could feel from their shouts their sincere support for the Prince of Jin; such heartfelt cheering was in no way inferior to the Christmas Ceremony in Jinghua.

Liu Zheng and the Prince of Yong could not help but exchange a glance.

The shock in their hearts was absolutely beyond measure.

It was clear that the Prince of Jin had managed the land of Jinzhou beyond everyone's imagination. In other words, he was the local emperor here! His governance in Jinzhou was rock solid!

"Prince of Jin!"

"Prince of Jin!"

The sound was like a mountain collapsing and a sea roaring, voices hoarse and strained.

At a glance, the commoners of Jinyang were dressed no worse than the people of Jinghua. Each and every one of them was plump and sturdy.

As he walked, the Prince of Jin laughed: "I hear that Vice Minister Liu has governed Liangzhou for a few years and turned it into a Land of Abundance. What does Vice Minister Liu think of my Jinzhou?"

Here it comes, here it comes!

Liu Zheng knew that in this situation today, there was no avoiding the Prince of Jin's various displays of humblebragging.

He smiled bitterly: "A land of dragon's rise, truly extraordinary. The Prince of Jin governs with such skill, it is indeed something that makes one feel unable to catch up."

The Prince of Jin was very pleased to hear this and laughed heartily.

The Prince of Jin walked in front, chatting with the Prince of Wei and the Prince of Yong. Liu Zheng and Tie Mucheng followed a bit behind, looking at this vast Jinyang City. The closer they got to the Prince's Mansion, the more shocked they became. Having just come from Jinghua, they both instinctively compared this Jinyang City to Jinghua City. What shocked them was that the urban planning and architectural standards of Jinyang City were not the slightest bit inferior to Jinghua! In fact, some of the famous merchant houses on the road had buildings even more magnificent than some of the princely mansions in Jinghua!

Dominating!

Wealthy!

The aroma of wine in Jinyang City, the Persian carpets laid out all the way, the architecture, and the well-fed people all pointed to one thing.

They were not short on money!

They were local tycoons!

Finally.

After much difficulty, the group reached the Prince's Mansion; it was already noon.

Liu Zheng and the others were all hungry.

"Quick, quick, quick, is the banquet prepared?"

The Prince of Jin asked with a hearty laugh.

The steward had long since come out to greet them.

In the banquet hall.

Liu Zheng, the Prince of Yong, the Prince of Wei, and Tie Mucheng just stood there quietly.

Stunned.

Shocked.

Bewildered.

Unable to say a single word.

This...

This is just too extravagant...

What were they looking at?

Hundred-month-old goose heads... three-jin frozen red crabs, twenty-year-old giant conch, ten-jin bear paws, alfalfa-braised pufferfish, steamed shad, clear bird's nest soup, "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" arhat dish, stir-fried phoenix tongues, "Liyunzi" pipa shrimp...

Extravagant.

Too extravagant.

Even the Emperor couldn't afford to eat like this!

No one had expected.

That the departure of the fifty-thousand-strong Liangzhou army would cause such a massive shock to the West Asia region.

The Mughal Empire.

Upon seeing Liangzhou dispatch troops against the Putu Dynasty, they began to stir, and the army started preparations.

The Safavid Dynasty was even more inclined to wait and see.

Why?

Why is it said that the Mughal and the Putu Dynasty are mortal enemies?

In fact, during the peak of the Mughal Empire, the entire land of the Putu Dynasty belonged to the Mughals! Because the Mughal Empire itself was a dynasty established by the Turkic people. Therefore, the current Putu Dynasty was originally a territory of the former Mughals. This matter has a long and deep history.

It must be told starting from the Timurid Empire.

This nation, established by the Turkic people and having defeated the powerful Ottoman Empire several times, fell into decline. Babur, the sixth-generation grandson of Timur of the Timurid Empire, inherited the throne, only to be defeated by the Uzbeks and forced to flee to Kabul. In 1510, Shaybani Khan was defeated and killed in battle. Babur seized the opportunity to ally with the Safavid Dynasty of Persia and fought his way back to Samarkand. Because he did not receive the support of the people, Babur retreated to Kabul once again. Therefore, Babur had deep feelings for this land of Putu.

Later, he led his army into northern India, crushed the army of the Delhi Sultanate at the Battle of Panipat, and routed the coalition of Indian princes west of Agra. Finally, he defeated the Afghan leader of Bihar at Patna, ultimately establishing the powerful Mughal Empire.

Regarding this Babur, there is one more thing worth mentioning.

It is his mother who came from Dayuan. Which is also the hometown of Xie Chan.

Babur was a heroic ruler.

But his son, Humayun, was somewhat incompetent. During his reign, he was defeated by the Afghan Sher Shah, causing the Putu Dynasty to rule northern India for fifteen years.

But you cannot stop his son from being promising.

That is the third Mughal emperor, Akbar. This renowned heroic ruler is one of the few in the entire history of Islam. In the history of the Mesopotamia region, he is mentioned in the same breath as Shah Abbas the Great of Persia and Suleiman the Magnificent of the Ottoman Empire.

Therefore, I will not elaborate on his specific deeds; everyone can imagine just how awesome this person was.

So.

The history of the entire Mesopotamia region is actually very simple.

It is just a bunch of Turkic people fighting each other. It has nothing to do with the Indians at all.

The Indians, whose presence is strongest, are the Sikhs.

But in the seventeenth century, things changed. Sikhism, which had always advocated peace and refinement, was drawn into political struggles because the Empire forcibly levied taxes on believers, and it gradually developed into an organization with militaristic characteristics. Furthermore, the land controlled by the Sikhs—the Delhi region, Haryana, and Mumbai, etc. —especially the Sikhs living in Punjab, although few in number, provided half of the country's grain, so this place is known as the "Granary of India."

The current Mughal king is Aurangzeb.

It was the appearance of this warlike fellow that caused Sikhism to begin resisting and the Maratha to begin rising.

The current Mughal Empire is in a period of drastic change.

In the history of the previous life, after Aurangzeb passed away, it was also called the "Post-Mughal Period."

"Fifty thousand men... fifty thousand men..."

Aurangzeb's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

An opportunity!

This is a great opportunity! An opportunity to "recover" the Putu Dynasty!

He believed that he would soon become the most powerful king of the Mughal Empire! Because he had just defeated those small states in the Deccan and completely controlled southern India! Except for the southern tip of the South Asia Subcontinent and the Maratha Kingdom, he had already unified the entire Indian subcontinent!

"Your Majesty... this matter requires caution!"

"Indeed, Your Majesty, the war in the south has only just stabilized, and the great army is exhausted; if we set out directly for Putu, I fear..."

"Your Majesty, think thrice!"

A group of ministers knelt and urged him.

"Exhausted?"

A look of mockery flashed in Aurangzeb's large eyes: "Putu is our home; what does it matter if we are a bit exhausted! Fight back, we must fight back!"

The ministers' expressions changed drastically, and they looked at each other in dismay.

His Majesty the King did not care at all about the internal strife or the Maratha who were poised for action.

He just liked to expand, expand, and expand!

If this continues, the Empire is in great danger!

But they also understood.

The successive kings of the Mughal Empire all held a tremendous hatred for the Afghan region, as well as an extremely contradictory "hometown" sentiment.

"Your Majesty, regarding the military provisions..."

The Minister of the Interior stepped forward, still wanting to persuade him.

"Plunder!"

"Plunder for me!"

Aurangzeb looked sinister: "If there is no food, plunder! Plunder all the way, even if you have to plunder your way back to Kabul!"

Wanggong.

A silence fell.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"