Chapter 208: General is gone?

Vipin paced around the camp with a nervous look. He was going to fight the Portuguese. The people that destroyed his and his comrades' lives for their greed.As the battle day approached, he couldn't help but feel even more nervousness and fear. He was scared to go against such a strong foe.

'Can I win?'

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'Can I finally achieve my revenge.'

Hundreds of questions with no answers raced through his mind.

Vipin knew there was no turning back at this point. They had fully committed themselves to this task.

He got a commander he needed from the Maratha side. The commander quickly set their formations and battle plans. They were going to take the southeast wall of the city.

It wasn't as heavily guarded and it would make sense for the inexperienced rebel team to take the side. The other side of the wall would be taken over by the Maratha commander, Vasant Pawar.

His leader, Omkar, had left for the capital and no news had come of him.

"I wonder how the mission went?" He mumbled.

'With the supervisor's help. The sultan should be dead by now.'

Vipin really couldn't imagine that masked man losing to anyone, let alone the fat sultan of Qutb.

He heard that the Empire of Vijayanagara had begun to move and take the territories in the Sultanate.

The supervisor had to be from the Empire considering their plan was to clear out the garrisons in the sultanate first before even moving to the capital of the sultanate.

'The Empire is so powerful. I have also heard the soldiers distribute food for the common people. I wonder how much better would rule compared to the horrible sultan.'

Vipin thought about it for a while. The prospect of the Empire ruling their lands sounded nice, as he had met some merchants from the Empire and every one of them detailed the vast wealth.

Although being wealthy doesn't really mean it was good for the common folk. He was ready to bet on the Empire rather than to see the remaining members of the Sultanate rule over them.

A man emerged from the shadows. He was one of the rebels that was in charge of spying for the group. They managed to get a pretty good hang of spying.

"Leader, we got in contact with the guards," said the man.

"What did they say?" asked Vipin, turning his head in curiosity

Vipin had received a letter from the Maratha commander, Vasant, to get the support of the native soldiers in the city of Daman. He knew of the ill-treatment the natives usually got from the hands of the white men.

He decided to exploit this divide to its fullest.

It was their own fault for discriminating against the natives of the land.

"They are ready to yield to us if we spare their lives."

In the end, the natives were Qutb soldiers as well. If they were loyal to the throne. The soldiers were also their enemies.

Vipin thought deeply for a while.

He could consider sparing their lives for the plan. He had to take them as prisoners to ensure that they wouldn't cause trouble for them.

'What if instead of doing all this? We could use them to fight as well.'

He thought.

"Did most of the soldiers desire to betray the Portuguese?"

"Almost all of them."

"Tell them to fight against the Portuguese. We will help them with support."

"Will they even accept the offer?, Leader."

Vipin smirked. "We have a trump card for them to accept the offer."

The man had a confused look.

"What is the Trump card now?"

He took out a pouch of gold coins and put it on the table with a smile.

"This is.."

"Gold coins. You know how corrupt those Qutbs are."

The man also had a dark smirk as he quickly grasped the intention.

"Yeah. They will even betray their own kind for gold."

"Exactly." He smiled. "They will like this deal. We can also easily use and throw them away."

The man accepted the pouch of coins and disappeared.

"Now that's done. We have to focus on the battle. The internal sabotage of the city would keep the Mlecchas in chaos. It would be the perfect time for us to strike down the city."

The plan was a great one. The execution was all that's left. He was confident of their advantage with this. There still was an anomaly that could turn the tides in the battle.

It was the existence of the Portuguese general named Barnabas. He needed to be silenced as soon as possible.

'I wonder, when will he come back with the information I asked of him?' He thought.

He sent in a different unit along to check for the whereabouts and information on the general.

It was an important mission and he trusted the man to complete it as he was their best spy. Even a bit of information could greatly help their task.

He went back to his tent. He was tired and about to get some rest for the night. They already received orders to march tomorrow.

As he was about to take his rest, another man came with a very flushed expression. He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

It was the man he had sent to find some information on the Portuguese general.

"What happened?" Vipin jolted up from his cot.

"Leader… We.. ha–"

"Some….. Ur…gent"

"Take a breath and say it properly."

The man took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"I found some information." He began. "About General."

"What did you find?"

"The general isn't in the city. He is out."

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Vipin went wide-eyed. "How did you find it?"

"I heard a commander talking to his subordinate about it. The general was called for something and he wouldn't be back in a week at least."

Vipin jumped up. "Send a letter to the Marathas. We can't afford to lose time."

"Understood, Leader."