Recantated In 17th Century India With Black Technology

(After listening to Vimal's speech, the nobles and the zamindars in the room were very motivated, they were even pumped enough to take on the king of the empire.)

(Just as everyone was getting carried away with their fantasies, an old man dressed like a priest and adorned with gold ornaments spoke up, extinguishing the fire in everyone's hearts.)

???: "If you don't mind me asking, Your Highness Vimal, how are you planning to take on the King of the Vijayanagar Empire? You must know that all the nobles have been thoroughly weakened by the might of your uncle, the old king. And most important of them all, The military strength remaining among the nobles is only comprised of some trained farmers who train martial arts whenever free."

(he asked.)

(At this note, every one filled with bravado heard those words, they came back to their senses and looked for the voice that pointed out the loophole in Vimal's plan with scrutiny.)

(They saw an old man with silver hair tied in a bun and with ash markings all over his body.)

(Some nobles in the meeting recognized the old man as the chief priest of the Tirumala Tirupati temple.)

(His name is Bhupathi Rao, a fourth-generation priest serving the Tirupati temple.)

(Vimal, who received the question directly to his face, didn't get angry.)

(Instead, he smiled as he replied.)

Vimal: "Before I answer that specific question, please allow me to introduce you to a special guest."

(Vimal pointed in a particular direction.)

(As everyone's attention turned toward the direction Vimal was pointing, they also noticed a Muslim fakir entering the hall.)

Muslim fakir: "As-salaam Alaykum."

(he greeted everyone with a hand gesture.)

(Confusion swept through the room as they tried to understand the connection between their discussions and the presence of the fakir.)

(The priests in the hall were clearly unhappy with his presence, Some priests even grew angry and started scolding Vimal that he had allowed the fakir to enter the hall.)

(They wouldn't welcome a Muslim person into the hall, as they had witnessed their temples being demolished and looted by Muslim armies in the past.)

(Vimal ignored the discontent in the crowd and explained.)

Vimal: "This guest hear, is here to help us, he was sent by the Mughal Emperor Muhammad."

(Hearing these words, the crowd became even more unruly and started to question Vimal's ideals.)

(Although they were now united in fighting against the king, they were still fighting amongst themselves.)

(Introducing an outsider, especially one with power-seeking intentions, was something no one wanted to witness.)

(Seeing that the scene was getting chaotic, the fakir, who had been observing silently until now, spoke up for the first time.)

the fakir: "Please, gentlemen, listen to me. My great king, Muhammad of the Mughal Empire, has sent me to sign a peace treaty with you. He desires a friendly and coexisting relationship with the Vijayanagar Empire."

(He continued with a smiling expression.)

the fakir: "While we may have had our differences in the past, my king has decided that forming an alliance with the Vijayanagar Empire is the best choice for both of our countries."

(Someone in the crowd asked.)

Person: "Then why did you contact us and not the king of our country?"

(Hearing the question, the fakir made a sad expression and explained.)

the fakir: "We did try to contact His Majesty Vijay Deva raya, but he seems to have a prejudice against us. He wouldn't even let us contact him, and he is extremely against our principles. He has openly closed down many of our mosques in the Vijayanagar Empire."

(Listening to his reasoning, most of the people nodded their heads, but a small group of priests were extremely pleased with Vijay's actions in this case.)

(Their stance wasn't against Vijay for any other reason, but because they believed that, as Brahmins, they held a prominent position in society.)

(Vijay's attempts to break down the social order they had followed for thousands of years were blasphemy to them.)

(They had come to the meeting to figure out how to make Vijay take back his orders, not Rebel.)

(The Old man Bhupathi Rao, who is among the priests, frowned as he observed the nobles and zamindars nodding their heads in agreement with the fakir's words.)

Bhupathi Rao [in mind]: "Idiots, idiots."

(he scolded them all in his mind.)

Bhupathi Rao [in mind]: "Don't they remember the reason why the Vijayanagar Empire became so significant in the first place? It was due to the sacrifices the ancestors of the people in this room made for the empire while fighting against the oppression of Islamic states when the Mughal Empire wasn't even established. And now that the Mughal Empire is stronger and larger than before, will they not target the dark horse Vijayanagar Empire?"

(Bhupathi Rao complained inwardly, lamenting that the nobility of the empire had fallen so low.)

(Vimal, unaware of Boopathy Rao's thoughts, continued to explain.)

Vimal: "Our friend here is ready to help us financially to win this battle."

(As Vimal said, a few servants brought in trunks and trunks of goods.)

(The fakir opened the boxes, revealing them to be filled with golden coins.)

(Witnessing this scene, all the nobles and zamindars in the meeting were stunned by the sight of so much gold.)

(You could almost see them drooling.)

(Noticing that all the nobles in the Hall were likely to collaborate with the fakir, Bhupathi Rao, along with some of the priests with the same opinions as Rao and a few zamindars, left the village.)

(Although they had major disagreements with their King, they wouldn't want to be seen involved with a foreign power and weaken their own empire.)

(Vimal saw a few people leaving the hall, but he didn't stop them, as he already suspected that not everyone would agree with his plan.)

(Now that the indecisive bunch had left, he explained his plans to the remaining nobles and zamindars in the hall.)

(He didn't even think that the people left would leak the news, because it was too late, as the elders say.)

the elder: "On the Day Of War, You Shouldn't Search For Weapons."

Vimal: "Alright, my friends."

(Vimal began, his voice carrying a sense of assurance.)

Vimal: "The plan is very simple. Thanks to our new friend here, we were able to recruit a few dozen assassins from the Mughal Empire."

(he explained, gesturing toward the fakir.)

(The fakir, seeing everyone's attentive eyes, nodded in acceptance and proudly added.)

The fakir: "If luck is on our side, we won't even have to lift a finger. Vijay's head should be rolling within moments."

(He continued to elaborate that if the assassination attempt succeeded, the city gates should open soon after.)

The fakir: "If the attempt by any miracle is unsuccessful, we should receive a signal from His Highness Vimal's people on the inside."

(Just as everyone was growing confident and waiting for the doors of the royal capital to open, a flaming arrow shot out from inside the walls into the air.)

(Witnessing this scene, the noble's faces turned white as they were overcome with fear.)

(Now that the assassination attempt had failed, they were left wondering what to do next.)

(The comfortable life they had led under the protection of the army had turned this group of nobles into useless rice bugs.)

(The fakir, upon seeing the arrow, was surprised.)

(He had already inquired and planned for this specific moment, as it was the time when the security of the royal castle was at its most lax.)

(That's why he and Vimal had coordinated to send all the assassins at this exact time.)

(The fact that Vijay was able to defend against the attack indicated that he already knew about their plans.)

(Vimal, who also saw the arrow, was initially taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure.)

(He smiled in a devilish grin as he had trained his entire life to find ways to defeat the royal family.)

(He wouldn't be surprised if the assassination attempt failed on his nephew.)

(In his free time, he thought of many strategies to overcome Vijay.)

(Now that Vijay himself had presented an opportunity, Vimal couldn't afford to miss this chance.)

(Seeing the fear and worry on everyone's faces, he comforted them by saying.)

Vimal: "Don't worry, everyone. Even though the assassination attempt failed, I have a backup plan."

(He then called over his assistant and whispered a few words in his ear.)

(As the nobles speculated about what the backup plan could be, within moments, thousands upon thousands of people appeared within their sight, armed with swords and spears.)

(The sight left everyone, including the fakir, in shock.)

(With a single glance, it was evident that there was an army of at least 50,000 members present.)

(The assembled crowd couldn't fathom how Vimal had managed to train and gather such a massive force under the nose of the king.)

(Witnessing the expressions of shock on everyone's faces, Vimal felt a sense of satisfaction.)

(His family had expended all its resources to train this army, a journey that had begun with his father taking in orphans and training them from a young age.)

(By some fortunate twist of fate, his father had discovered a gold mine within their territory.)

(Filled with joy, he covertly extracted all the gold from the mine and established a training facility on a secluded island near Lakshadweep.)

(However, considering the formidable military strength of the Vijayanagar Empire, he had to bide his time and wait for the right opportunity.)

(Now that he had seized his chance, he was determined not to squander it.)

(Vimal stated to all the nobles.)

Vimal: "I know that I am not the only one with a personal army secretly cultivated, so I request you all to send in your people as well."

(The nobles, seeing the 50,000-strong army, calmed down, and some among them sent various signals to their assistants.)

(Soon after, thousands more men joined the group.)

(The nobles without a secret army exchanged surprising glances with each other.)

Everyone: "These guys hid deep enough."

(they all thought in horror.)

(Vimal, seeing his plan working, was overjoyed.)

(Out of sight, he could see an army of around 70,000 members, a force capable of breaking through even the city's defensive walls.)

Vimal: "Gentlemen, thank you for your cooperation. Those contributing nobles will receive corresponding rewards after the battle, and the same goes for those contributing financially."

(he continued.)

Vimal: "As long as I take over the throne of the Vijayanagar Empire, which is rightfully mine, I will reinstate all your privileges to their previous state, just as they were before my uncle, the old king, took it away from you."

(Listening to his enticing words, the remaining nobles were tempted.)

(Memories of their luxurious lives before the old king stripped them of their wealth resurfaced.)

(Almost a decade had passed since that incident, and the prospect of regaining their former glory was still irresistible.)

(Driven by their desires for wealth and power, even the most cautious and greedy among them took up their weapons.)

(ready to join the battle that would determine their fate and the fate of the empire.)

[To Be Continued...]