The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

Chapter 188 Hindus: Actually, we're quite good at fighting.

The Han army also had cannons, but they suffered heavy losses, and they had captured less than sixty. Liu Weiqing could only remain still and endure the bombardment by the Mughals' cannons.

But do you want to go there?

Then we'll pay with our lives!

In fact, Bhutan also has an arms factory. Liu Mu provided nearly a hundred craftsmen to manufacture everything from cannons and flintlock muskets to gunpowder, lead bullets, and cold weapons, but it would take time to build them.

If the peace is dragged out for six months, the people of Bengal will be more stable, the Han Chinese officers will integrate into the Kshatriya class, and with the support of firearms, they will no longer be afraid of Mughal counterattacks, and may even have the strength to plunder along the Ganges.

It's similar to Huang Taiji during the Ming Dynasty.

What we lack now is time.

Amir was in command of the operation. Upon seeing the collapsed fortress, he immediately planted another flag and gave the order.

"Warriors of the Empire, take up your swords and cut off the heads of those rebels!"

Although the Mughal elite army has maintained a cavalry ratio of over 50% for many years, it also has a significant proportion of heavily armored infantry. After all, it is a great power that has lasted for over a hundred years and is still at its peak.

Three thousand Mughal infantrymen, clad in mirrored armor and chainmail underneath, charged toward the ruins in a square formation, wielding sharp spears.

Liu Weiqing has already withdrawn from the front line, and Dorje is the one who stayed behind to command. This guy has a strong learning ability, and in just over two months, he has gained Liu Weiqing's approval.

He was given the official title of Kshatriya, appointed as a lieutenant general in India, and trained 3,000 young Indian men, who were allowed to select their own soldiers.

Seeing the Mughal infantry charging, Dorjee raised his hand and gave the order.

"Catapult, launch!"

At Dorje's command, thirty five-meter-long catapults appeared behind him, with a six-meter-long seesaw in the center and baskets filled with stones on top.

This thing is actually a simple projectile, not a counterweight catapult like the trebuchet. It is loaded with ten fist-sized pebbles, and its range is only a hundred meters.

As the rope at the top was pulled taut by the Indian soldiers, the catapult's shovel sank rapidly.

As the leader shouted "Release!", the Indian soldiers immediately released the rope, and the seesaw bounced back, launching ten pebbles in a scattering pattern.

Thirty catapults launched a hundred pebbles at once, which appeared to the Mughal soldiers covered in them as a rain of stones falling from the sky.

Don't underestimate a pebble the size of a fist. If it's thrown from a hundred meters away and hits a mirror armor, it can cause internal injuries, let alone if it hits your head directly.

Screams and wails erupted immediately.

Liu Weiqing, who was watching the battle from a distance, nodded with satisfaction while holding his binoculars. It was Ji Nanshou who suggested using catapults, saying that when the rebel army was resisting the Green Standard Army's attack on the city in Guizhou, they did not have cannons, so they used them extensively.

Regardless of the effect, it's better than nothing.

These small catapults can be made in dozens a day as long as there are trees and enough manpower. They can also be used as scrap metal after they are damaged, making them very practical.

Amir, however, was indifferent, even shaking his head with a hint of sarcasm before giving the order.

"It seems Shaysta Khan has truly aged, to be defeated by an army that has brought out such outdated weapons. It's utterly absurd!"

"Order: Anyone who retreats will be killed!"

As a high-ranking nobleman, Amir didn't care how many ordinary Muslims who had fled from Persia and the north died. In fact, all the Mughal nobles were intentionally or unintentionally excluding them.

The artillery and infantry were all made up of these people.

As for why?

That means there are too many people and not enough wealth to go around!

At Amir's command, the supervisor, mounted on his warhorse and wielding a sharp blade, immediately charged behind the three thousand infantrymen. Anyone who retreated in fear of being pelted with stones was mercilessly beheaded.

Under intense pressure, these infantrymen could only exert all their strength and frantically advance into the ruins.

What should have been a distance of seventy or eighty steps took only a quarter of an hour to reach the ruins. They then rushed in through the gap and engaged in battle with the Indian soldiers who were already prepared.

The Indian soldiers were visibly terrified, trembling all over, with some even prostrating themselves on the ground and kneeling before the Mughal soldiers.

The spears and swords in their hands were like fire pokers; they only knew how to retreat, but not how to fight back.

But the more they do this, the faster they die!

Seeing this, Dorjee took a deep breath. Are these Hindus even human? They've already been attacked. What's the use of surrendering? Even pigs aren't this stupid.

After all, even a pig knows to bite a person with a knife, or it will try to run away by charging at them!

But he could not retreat, for the king had ordered them to stand guard until sunset, so he shouted to the surrounding Indian soldiers.

"They are infidels. Do you intend to continue being slaves to Muslims?"

"If you've got guts, charge at me!"

After Dorje finished speaking, he picked up his long sword and shield and slid down from the top of the ruins, accurately killing one person with his first strike.

Dorjee had been a cowherd since he was a child, chasing cattle and sheep all over the mountains and fields. He was already big enough to hunt wolves. Now, with his armor on and familiarity with the terrain of the ruins, he felt unstoppable for a while.

Those Indian soldiers huddled at the back all looked at the scene with strange expressions, especially the Kshatriyas, who were already cheering themselves on.

Their ancestors must have spared local chieftains, or even kings, to become Kshatriyas. Deep down, they are still proud, and they are even less willing to be ruled by Muslims than the charlatan Brahmins.

Just as Dorje was about to exhaust himself, the first Kshatriya general stood up, his whole body exuding a kingly aura. Holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, he charged out fiercely.

A Mughal infantryman, seeing a dark-skinned Indian charging towards him, immediately showed disdain and went to meet him with his sword and shield.

The two sides collided head-on.

Judging by physique, the Kshatriyas were stronger; after all, they were proper landowners, and their food and supplies were much better than those of ordinary Muslim infantrymen.

After three strikes, the Kshatriya used his shield to knock away the Mughal soldier's sword, and with his own scimitar, he completed a magnificent turn and slit his throat.

After breaking the blade, use the momentum to rotate once, so that the cutting force of the curved blade will be maximized.

With such force, the Mughal infantryman's head flew off.

The Indian soldiers behind them were stunned. They put themselves in the other's shoes and realized that they might actually be able to win. They immediately stood up.

Now their legs were no longer shaking, and they were no longer panting. They charged towards the Mughal infantry with great vigor, quickly driving back the five hundred Mughal soldiers who had rushed in, as if they had been given a cheat code.

Liu Weiqing, standing on high ground, saw all of this.

It turns out that Indians are not inherently weak; perhaps it is a consequence of being forcibly ruled for 150 years.

The reason they didn't rebel like the people of the Central Plains might be because there was enough food here.

"It seems our faith needs to be strengthened!"

"We must continue to build various temples, especially those that are powerful in battle; we must promote them."