Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology - Chapter 354

Chapter 354: Hidden Power of Safavid?

Chapter 354: Hidden Power of Safavid?

January 20th, 1656 The Mughal Empire, Region of Balochistan, the city of Quetta The crown jewel of Balochistan, the city of Quetta, is now undergoing a phase of destruction starting from its southern end.

The Bharatiya soldiers who rushed in through the breach immediately started firing at the disassociated Mughal soldiers on the city walls with their Brown Bess rifles.

They crossed over the bloody pile of rubble under their feet, using the collapsed wall as a small hill for protection.

Due to this positional advantage, the area 50 meters inside the city wall was quickly cleared out by continuous firepower from the Bharatiya Army.

“Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!” With these orders, the soldiers quickly advanced in tight formation into the city wall and occupied a few buildings as vantage points.

The current area they were in was called Goharabad, and it was in the southernmost part of the city.

Their objective now was to reach the fortress of Miri in order to fully capture the city of Quetta.

The soldiers of the Bharatiya Empire quickly swept through the streets of Goharabad and eliminated anyone carrying a weapon.

In this operation, even a few civilians were killed due to inadvertently wielding weapons.

Unfortunately, the Bharatiya soldiers had no way to distinguish between civilians and military personnel since they had observed that some of the soldiers in the city also wore civilian clothes.

To avoid taking chances, both Narasimha Nayak and Ramayya Senapati ordered the elimination of presumed enemies, preferring to be careful rather than sorry.

Within an hour, the whole of Goharabad had been cleaned up.

However, the operation was yet to be completed, Hence, moving on, Ramayya and Narasimha immediately split up the troops, directing them to the eastern and western sides of the city respectively.

Narasimha Nayak went on to suppress Lehiriabad on the west end, while Ramayya Senapati went on to suppress Mulla Khel Abad.

The resistance in these regions was higher, as the enemy troops seemed to be more informed of their arrival and operated in squads, making it a huge headache for their own army.

Fortunately, the Bharatiya army, from the time they had landed in the southernmost port city of Balochistan, had gone through many battles and hardships and had already become a veteran force.

So, even though there were casualties during the fight, they ended up victorious against the Mughal army.

As despite being organized, the Mughal soldiers had not even a quarter of the battle experience that the Bharatiya soldiers had.

Additionally, the Mughal soldiers were outmatched in terms of equipment and weapons, as the Brown Bess rifle had a longer range than the muskets that the Mughal soldiers used.

Moreover, the Mughals had a much lower number of guns compared to the Bharatiya army.

After considering all the advantages of the Bharatiya troops and the disadvantages of the Mughal troops, within three hours, the administrations within the city that Ramayya Senapati and Narasimha Nayak targeted had been cleared of any resistance and brought under control.

Very soon, both Narasimha Nayak and Ramayya Senapati met again and moved to the next target.

Surprisingly, an army of Mughal troops was waiting for them at the entrance of the Killi Qambarani district of Quetta.

Narasimha, looking at the thousands of soldiers in front of him, couldn’t help but marvel at the strategic capability of the Mughal leader.

“This guy is one tough nut to crack, huh?” Despite being blocked, both Narasimha Nayak and Ramayya Senapati had confident expressions on their faces, as they did not even consider the possibility of losing.

Although they had overestimated their abilities and were overconfident when it came to waging the siege, their confidence was justified, as they currently had the foundation to be confident.

“Artillerymen, take action,” Ramayya ordered.

Immediately, the scorpion grenade launchers, which had been reassembled and placed inside elevated buildings, started to fire.

*ZOOP* *ZOOP* *ZOOP* *ZOOP* *BOOOOOM!* The Mughal soldiers, who did not expect artillery fire in this situation, were startled and began to disperse.

They knew that while the city walls could withstand the artillery explosions, their bodies could not resist the weapon head-on.

The Mughal soldiers, initially in a tight array forming a blockade, immediately collapsed after the frontline of their formation was destroyed by the grenade explosions.

Narasimha Nayak and Ramayya Senapati then led their troops through the streets, sweeping out all enemy personnel.

This pattern continued through several more administrative regions of the city until they eventually reached the administrative and military headquarters of Quetta: the Miri fortress.

Looking at the fortress made of red rock, standing as tall as the city wall, both commanders couldn’t help but be thankful that this fortress was not placed on the southern end.

Even with the earth cannon they had developed, they would not have been able to blast through multiple layers of the fortress’s defences in one shot.

“Grenades,” Narasimha Nayak ordered.

Immediately, the soldiers threw a dozen or more grenades into the compound of the fortress.

The enemy soldiers tightly guarding its entrance through the back were immediately broken into pieces by the shrapnel.

The distance between the Bharatiya soldiers and the Mughal soldiers was very small, and the Bharatiya soldiers could have been injured in the blast.

Fortunately, the compound’s 8-foot-tall walls protected the Bharatiya soldiers, as the shrapnel stuck to the walls and could not penetrate.

With the entrance cleared, Bharatiya soldiers quickly poured into the fortress, eliminating any Mughal soldiers they found.

An hour later, after thoroughly scouring every inch of the fortress, the commanders of the Bharatiya Empire were surprised to find that the mastermind and leader of the city, The Ahmedzai Balochi dynasty, had already run away.

“Goddamn sly fox,” Narasimha Nayak cursed in a low voice.

22nd January 1656 The Safavid Empire, Kandahar City.

Ahmad Ahmedazi Khan, Nazir Ahmedazi Khan, Kudadad Ahmedazi Khan, and Abdullah Ahmedazi Khan, along with a few women, all entered a noble household in the city of Kandahar.

Ahmed sighed with relief after reaching a safe location.  The moment he confirmed that the southern wall had fallen, he knew the city of Quetta would no longer be his.

Reluctantly, he chose to run away.

To buy more time for himself, he had already instructed most of the guards near the fortress to organize the scattered troops in the city and put up a fight.

In the meantime, he, along with his family, evacuated the city with whatever wealth they could carry and escaped into the Safavid Empire through the Kojak Pass.

Fortunately, his ancestors had been very smart and had already divided the family into a Mughal Empire branch and a Safavid Empire branch.

Thus, if misfortune occurred in one empire, the family would continue in the other empire and possibly even absorb the second branch of the family.

That is exactly what happened.

Ahmad, who had already contacted the Ahmedazi family in Safavid a week ago, was immediately taken in by the Ahmedazi branch family in the Safavid Empire.

However, when Ahmed entered the house, he was surprised.

It was devoid of any Islamic elements, and decorated in a traditional Persian style that looked to predate the arrival of the Messiah.

Ahmed was immediately welcomed by a smiling old man around his age.

“Hamazor Hama Ashobed,” the old man said, greeting Ahmed.  Although still confused as to why this distant cousin was using a Zoroastrian greeting, Ahmed responded in kind to reciprocate the kindness shown in the same Zoroastrian tradition.

“Ushta te.” However, before the old man could speak more, Ahmed directly asked, “Cousin, is what you are doing OK in the Safavid Empire?

As far as I can see, you have changed your faith to Zoroastrianism.

I personally don’t mind, but doesn’t it affect the stability of the family here?” The old man laughed at this question and replied, “Of course it does, cousin.

All the five major factions vying for the throne of the Empire are Islamic, so there is no doubt about how they feel about our family’s existence.” “Then?” Ahmed interjected with a hint of worry.

“Hehe, there is no need to worry.

We are currently in an alliance with an equally strong family that has a strong foothold in the empire.

This family is an ancient one, continuing from Persian times, hence they still follow the original traditions.

And as our Ahmadazi family is quite dependent on them, it is only natural that I revert to our original faith.” “Our original faith?” Ahmed was confused again, as his cousin seemed to be jumping from one topic to another frequently, ultimately making little sense.

“Yes, our original faith.

I discovered a book about the history of Persia at an antique auction, and in that book, I found that there used to be an Ahmedazi family with the same eagle claw family crest that we have.

After doing some more research, I confirmed that the earliest patriarch we know was actually Zoroastrian, and he was sent to god using the Zoroastrian Sagdid method.

Hence, I reverted to the original faith.” Ahmed finally understood and was taken aback, not knowing that their family had such a rich history, dating back before both the Mughal Empire and even the Safavid Empire.

Feeling the history and heritage radiating from that one statement, Ahmed could understand why his cousin chose to convert.

“OK, but why is this ally of ours not well known in the Safavid Empire?

Are they weak or are they too small?” Ahmed quickly asked, trying to shift the topic.

His cousin shook his head repeatedly and replied with a serious expression, “No, they are neither weak nor small.

Compared to the five factions vying for the throne, they could be considered a middle power, as they control an area that is very easy to defend.

The reason they are not well known is because their influence in the empire is very limited, and they don’t participate in the contention for the throne.

This family is very low-key and safe, as any attack on them by a faction would disrupt the balance of power among the five families and potentially start a civil war.” Ahmed quickly understood the situation and nodded.

Finally, at the end of the day, Ahmed and his dynasty had survived, and they felt like they had entered a larger world-a world filled with more opportunities.

P.S.

I tried to reduce the redundancies in this chapter, did you notice?

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