Chapter 719: The History of the Mughal Demise

In reality.

When the Six-Nation Allied Forces entered the Mughal borders, everyone was watching this side.

The Caspian Sea Battle was a major turning point in the Central Asia theater of war.

And this Gujarat was the most critical battle that could influence the victory or defeat of the Central Asia theater.

As long as Gujarat was breached, the Six-Nation Allied Forces could sweep through the entire Mumbai region.

It was not a decisive battle, but it was equivalent to one.

Furthermore.

At this time, there were only two days left before the Ottoman Empire's main force landed at Mumbai Port.

Upon hearing that the Maratha had openly declared their rebellion against the Mughal and established the Maratha Empire, Aurangzeb vomited a mouthful of black blood in his rage. Far away on the Bulaha battlefield, his hair turned completely white overnight. This emperor, who had single-handedly built the most expansive Mughal Empire and was a fanatical warmonger, finally realized that although his Empire was vast, its interior was extremely unstable.

The current Mughal was nothing but an empty shell.

The entry of the Six-Nation Allied Forces this time pushed this empty shell until it was tottering.

But he still did not expect that this time, he would never be able to return.

Never return to the land his ancestors had struggled for generations to secure.

The Maratha Empire had just been declared, and many Mughal governors and Nobles began to sharpen their weapons and horses, waiting for an opportunity. Huge cracks appeared within the entire Mughal Empire. Even if he were to return in person, it would be very difficult to mend these cracks.

Soon, upon learning the news of the Maratha Empire's establishment, a governor in the direction of Delhi also changed his allegiance, claiming to rebuild the Delhi Sultanate; this governor even killed three of Aurangzeb's sons on the spot.

This further aggravated Aurangzeb's illness.

The troops he led began to stall on their expedition.

All of a sudden.

The situation in all of Central Asia became murky once again.

The collapse of this warmonger had a significant impact on the war situation. This war was single-handedly instigated by him. Aurangzeb's reputation was also the greatest. He was the one who had conquered the entire India region. If even he could not hold on, then what about the others?

Consequently.

People once again cast their gaze toward Gujarat.

Could this young general named Zhai Shiqing, who came from Longyan, successfully take Gujarat and seize Mumbai Port before the Ottoman main force arrived?

Difficult.

Very difficult.

Far away at the Caspian Sea, Zou Sheng gazed toward the south.

"You can do it, can't you..."

Rumble!

Rumble!

At Gujarat Fortress, the flames of war here had never ceased.

"Attack!"

"Keep attacking for me!"

"Hold the line, no matter what, you must hold the line for me!"

Balaji was acting like a madman.

The fortress had been almost completely destroyed, so the current battle was entirely white-hot. Wave after wave of Allied soldiers charged up, only to be blocked back by these Maratha! Soon, many corpses had piled up in front of this fortress! In the end, these corpses had piled up like a mountain! Cavalry were no longer useful at this point... if they charged over, the corpses would trip their horses' legs!

The fighting on the scene was just that tragic.

First came the artillery bombardment, followed by arrows, and then the Infantry charge.

It was just that simple.

At this moment, it was a white-hot melee; any schemes or tricks, any tactics or strategies, were no longer important.

"Charge!"

"Keep charging for me!"

The gold and silver on Zhai Shiqing's side had already been used up by the cartload, but soon, many more carts were brought in...

What could make people unafraid of death?

Money!

Not enough?

Then enough money!

Everyone's eyes turned red!

Five taels of silver for killing one.

Ten taels of silver for killing two!

Kill ten, and that was fifty taels!

Moreover, seeing that the fortress was about to be breached... by then, five million taels—now, after several days of personnel losses, the Six-Nation Allied Forces still had 120,000 men! With 120,000 people, there would be silver to collect from these five million...

There was no rest.

There were only two days, so the offensive was completely regardless of day or night.

From day to night, from night to dawn.

Everyone had not slept for a night.

Just around five o'clock in the morning.

Zhai Shiqing suddenly issued an order again.

She raised the price once more.

Ten taels of silver for one head!

Take the fortress, and the reward is ten million!

Furthermore, the first person to take the fortress will be rewarded with one million in silver alone!

The entire battlefield was in an uproar.

Those who were injured, sleeping, eating, feeding their horses, or chopping wood all sprang up and grabbed their weapons.

"Kill!"

"To the battlefield!"

"Don't stop me!"

"Fight for glory!"

"For the glory of a soldier! For our fallen brothers!"

The general offensive.

Had finally begun.

At this moment before dawn.

As for Balaji on the fortress side, he had been sitting and resting, but when he heard these wailing and howling sounds, he felt terrible.

"Do they, do they not sleep at all?"

"Ah? Can someone tell me!"

He was about to cry. This wasn't how you were supposed to play!

Was there any way to live?

All day and all night, non-stop fierce attacks! And every time it was a general offensive, a general offensive! This meant he also had to use all his troops to defend! They weren't even giving them a chance to rotate shifts!

"Kill!"

"Charge!"

"Take heads, earn silver!"

"Take the fortress, ten million!"

Before he could react, the men of the Six-Nation Allied Forces had already arrived.

This time.

Zhai Shiqing also sent out the Liangzhou Army under his command.

A general offensive of 120,000 men.

Had officially begun.

"What the hell? A bounty?"

Balaji was stunned when he heard these words.

Those Maratha also looked at each other in dismay. One head, ten taels of silver? A Lieutenant's head, one hundred taels of silver? A General's head, five hundred taels... A leader's head, one thousand taels!

This war.

How could they fight it?

They worked themselves to death, risking their lives fighting here, and how much money did they make in a month?

One tael of silver!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the Maratha fortress changed.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Everyone was incomparably dejected.

Many even began to cast ill-intentioned glances at the generals beside them... and then, swallowed hard.

"You, what are you doing?"

Balaji was startled.

"Are you all crazy! That is their money, money given to them; if you kill them, it doesn't count! You are the ones with the bounty on your heads!"

But soon.

The voice came again from over there.

"Maratha, those who surrender will not be killed, will not be punished, and will be rewarded with five taels!"

Bang!

Balaji fell headfirst to the ground, waving his arms: "Retreat!"

"Retreat the army!"