Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology - Chapter 378

Chapter 378: Breakthrough!

Part: (1/2) Chapter 378: Breakthrough!

Part: (1/2) April 6th, 1656 Dakshin Bharatiya Empire, Northern Frontier The Northern Defence Line has become the graveyard of soldiers from both the Bharatiya Empire and the Mughal Empire.

Thousands of troops die every hour, creating an atmosphere of chaos and destruction.

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” The Puckle guns, Brown Bess rifles, and grenades are causing huge devastation to the Mughal Empire.

The Bharatiya soldiers standing on top of the wall are like reapers of death, harvesting the lives of the Mughal soldiers.

“BOOM!” “Ahhhh!” However, they are not completely safe either.

Occasionally, a random cannonball takes away the lives of multiple Bharatiya soldiers or even a bullet from the musket of the Mughals.

Life is very uncertain for both the forces that are fighting.

But it is undeniable that overall, the Bharatiya Empire has a higher advantage, with the current death ratio between both forces being somewhere around one to three.

That means 100 Bharatiya soldiers are now equivalent to 300 Mughal soldiers.

All the Mughal generals in the four battle groups spread across the subcontinent are depressed after intuitively feeling this massive loss of personnel.

They knew they had to do something, but unfortunately, they did not have any ideas for the time being, so they fell into contemplation.

However, General Shahzad Khan, the commander of the Eastern Madhya Pradesh battle group, was already restless and heartbroken.

You have to know that Shahzad, being a member of the Dost Dynasty, contributed nearly 600,000 troops to the war in favour of the benefits that could be obtained afterwards.

So it is not ridiculous to say that the fate of the Dost family lies in the victory of this war.

Hence, rather than saying that Shahzad is worried about his troops, it could be concluded that he is more eager than all the other generals and also more cruel.

“Lieutenant!” Shahzad Khan motioned for his lieutenant to come forward as he had a ruthless expression on his face.

He explained, “Send in the Dead Man Brigade.” The lieutenant was immediately taken aback as his eyes widened and he couldn’t get himself to utter a word.

He knew what this Dead Man Brigade meant, and just thinking about it sent shivers down his body.

Finally, gaining the courage, he wanted to persuade His Excellency to hold back this card.

But looking at the sinister, ruthless, and chilling expression on the general’s face, the lieutenant opened his mouth to speak and finally quieted down.

The only words that left his mouth were “Yes, sir!” His body was listless as he went over to carry out the orders.

— Ramayya Senapati is stationed on top of a heightened wooden tower, which is further back than the secondary artillery positions.

He had with him a handheld telescope in order to view the battlefield situation.

He was very pleased with the battle as, since morning, if his count is right, they had destroyed at least a few hundred Mughal cannons and tens of thousands of soldiers while their casualties were barely 50% of that.

However, Ramayya is not an inexperienced commander.

He had commanded many wars and fought enough battles to know that showing complacency and overconfidence in a battle is cruel to oneself.

Hence, despite knowing that they had superiority against the Mughals in multiple fields, Ramayya didn’t lose his vigilance and would observe the battle situation once every half an hour.

It was on one of his observation rounds when he noticed something peculiar.

A group of men, numbering at least a few thousand, were marching forward at a very fast speed, and it looked like the Mughal Army on the battlefield participating in the battle was actually giving way to this new unit that had entered the battlefield.

Although Ramayya couldn’t clearly make it out, he was positive that he saw a look of pity and sadness on the Mughal soldiers’ faces as this new unit ran past them.

Ramayya had a bad feeling about this, as his experience was telling him that this was not a good thing.

So he immediately started to send the signal through the Arkha Dristhi Device next to him on the tower, directing the frontier wall to target the cannons at these strange troops.

On top of the city wall, the artillery immediately received the signal and did as His Excellency ordered.

“Boom!” “Boom!” Two consecutive shots were fired at these approaching soldiers, and as soon as the cannonballs hit them, surprisingly, they did not try to dodge or run away.

They ran straight into the cannonballs.

The sergeants were confused.

“Are these guys running over to die?” Ramayya, witnessing the scene, had the same feeling, as he too, could not understand what the strategy of these people was.

So he looked at them once more clearly and found something peculiar: there were actually a few people, around 10 to 20 in number, tightly guarded by these Mughal soldiers who were not afraid of death and were even actively running towards it.

Ramayya noticed these different people who were being protected were carrying something that looked like a box.

It was not too big; it looked like a metal container about the size of a backpack.

Ramayya’s eyes widened as he felt like he figured out something, and this realization made him furious.

“How dare they?

How cruel!” Ramayya then furiously sent a signal through the Arkha Dristhi Communication Channel to the top of the wall, ordering the personnel on the wall near the approaching Mughal soldiers to evacuate quickly.

“What!”  The sergeants, colonels, lieutenants, brigadiers, and other military leaders were greatly shocked by this command, but nonetheless, they knew they had to follow the order, so they swiftly did.

What Ramayya feared became a reality.

Although by the time these thousands of Mughal soldiers who were not afraid of death arrived at the city wall, only a few hundred of them remained, They nonetheless completed their mission successfully by escorting the special soldiers carrying the metal boxes in the centre of their formation.

The special soldiers carrying the boxes immediately placed the metal containers neatly against the wall with the protection of the remaining troops.

Now that the cannons could not aim at them, they swiftly lit the fuses that were cleverly hidden in the grooves of these boxes.

As soon as the fuses were lit, instead of being sad or fearful, most of the men, including the soldiers who escorted the people carrying these boxes, had relieved expressions on their faces.

“Phew, my dear daughter Pallavi, father was able to save you.” “Haha, my wife and kids are saved.” “Please, I pray that the noble lords would be satisfied with my life and let my family go as promised.” “Wife, you will not have to suffer anym-” “BOOOOM!” A deafening explosion rang out through the battlefield, causing soldiers from both sides to momentarily stop their actions and stare at the dust cloud that had risen into the air.

As the dust cleared, the soldiers of the Mughal Empire, who were originally the reason for the explosion, were completely obliterated.

The smell of iron and gunpowder permeated the air.

The fortress wall and the section where the blast happened, due to it hitting so close, left a clear and large crack that ran through the wall.

It could be seen that the core of the wall had been damaged in this section.

Seeing this scene, Shahzad Khan’s eyes brightened as he quickly ordered, “Focus the firepower near the blasted part of the wall.” “Yes, sir!” The wall, which was severely damaged, was now being hit very hard by the Mughal cannons, and it could not hold out for long.

— Ramayya Senapati, who had witnessed the scene clearly, had his blood boiling with rage and fury.

He had never seen such a strategy where someone would use fellow humans as explosive weapons.

“His Majesty is right.

This empire that is nothing but useless trash like Shahzad should be turned into dust, never to be remembered again,”  his eyes bloodshot, He growled,  “You SOB Shahzad Khan, Alright, alright, you’re trying to finish the battle quickly, Aren’t you?

Alright then, I will satisfy you, you son of a bitch.” “Hey Samhai Saina, bring out the Hasta Dwani and assemble the hand cannon brigade.” Samay Saina was startled after hearing the order.

He couldn’t believe his ears, so he confirmed once again, “Hasta Dhwani, Your Excellency?” Ramayya was irritable.

“Yes, Just make it fast.” “But Your Excellency, Hasta Dhwani is still a classified weapon that has not come into light in front of the Mughal Empire.

Are you sure you want to use this hidden weapon so quickly in the battle?” “Tsk, the opponent is crazy and dares to use humans as explosive packages, and now you are asking me to consider the aftereffects of using this classified weapon?

What a joke,” Ramayya’s face livid, his fists clenched as he declared.

“Doesn’t the enemy want to end the fight quickly?

Then alright, if I do not break through their bloody army, then I am not the son of the Great Logananda Senapati, and my name will not be Ramayya.” Samay Saina was really startled and dumbfounded by the determination of the commander.

As a lieutenant, what right did he have to worry?

Soon, he was also emboldened and replied, his eyes burning with passion and the will to do something crazy, his gaze fixed toward the crumbling wall as he responded, “The brigade will be ready before the wall crumbles, Your Excellency.

If it is not, then I will resign my post and join the frontline by myself.” “HAHAHAH!” “That’s right, that’s how it should be.

Now, come on, let’s blast a hole through these bastards.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Mithun_ReddyGaru Like it ?

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