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

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After hearing the translation, Shaysta Khan was so angry that his beard bristled. If he hadn't wanted to understand the situation, he probably would have been the first to order the start of the war.

After all, the Mughal royal family also acknowledged that they were descendants of the Mongols, and the Mughal name is actually Mongolian.

Unfortunately, the other side calls itself the Great Mongolian Empire.

They even came to collect my family's property.

Genghis Khan and Möngke Khan have been dead for hundreds of years.

Are you trying to fool people like they're three-year-olds?

Suppressing his anger, Shaysta Khan spoke a few more words to the translator, who immediately stepped forward.

"Our governor says the Mughals are indeed descendants of the Mongols, but that was hundreds of years ago. The Great Mongol Empire is long gone, and there's no need for you to dwell on it!"

"Now, all I want to ask is, are you the army of the Great Han Kingdom of the East? With so many troops, are you planning to break with my Mughal Empire?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Weiqing shook his head.

"Since you acknowledge yourselves as Mongols, you must submit to Tengri Khan, the supreme ruler of the steppes. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to fight each other!"

Upon hearing this, Shaysta Khan immediately turned and left. He had wanted to find out where the other party came from, but since the other party wouldn't tell him and instead mocked him like this, he had no choice but to fight to the end!

Boom boom boom, soon the sound of drums was heard from both sides, and the cannons were immediately moved to the front.

The Mughals were no pushovers either; they had twenty cannons weighing over a thousand catties, sixty smaller cannons weighing five or six hundred catties, and one hundred and twenty or thirty camel cannons, which seemed to be far more than the Han army's cannons.

However, Ji Nanshou, who was observing the battlefield, showed disdain when he saw so many camel cannons on the other side.

"Your Majesty, I've heard that in the early days of our Han Dynasty, His Majesty melted down all the camel cannons to make weapons and armor. I didn't expect the enemy to have such weapons?"

Liu Weiqing looked embarrassed after hearing this.

Back then, when Liu Mu wanted to melt down the Camel Cannon, he was one of the strong opponents, after all, the Camel Cannon was their magic weapon for highway robbery.

Now that I've learned something new, I realize that those things can only be used to bully Kazakh natives who don't have firearms.

When facing an army that also possesses firearms, the camel cannon's range was too short, its power was insufficient to penetrate, and its deterrent effect was lacking, making it utterly useless.

The hand cannons of the Japanese pirates are the same type of weapon as those listed in the Ministry of War's firearms catalog, suitable for resource-poor forces with many small mountain units.

Bang bang bang.

Just then, both sides began shelling. Ji Nanshou quickly led Liu Weiqing's horse behind a pile of bluestones to prevent him from being accidentally killed.

The two sides were now 800 meters apart, and both were using heavy cannons, ten cannons against ten cannons, but neither side managed to hit the target.

However, the Mughal artillery had already halted its advance, while the Han army continued to push forward. A 500-jin cannon is equivalent to a 3-pound cannon, and advancing 500 meters is ideal.

It was obvious that the Mughal army was afraid of death and dared not fire at close range. When the Han army fired all sixty 500-pound cannons at once, the Mughal artillery positions were thrown into chaos.

If you look closely, you'll see that these artillerymen are all indigenous Indians or Bengalis, and they all show fear when they see the people next to them being torn apart by shells.

They were chosen because they were the indigenous elite, but they had never participated in such a battle before. After all, they had been fighting rebels who did not have cannons for years, and these artillerymen were safe hiding in the back.

Several artillerymen tried to retreat, but as soon as they turned around, they were shot dead by the Mughal elites who were supervising them from behind.

The situation was similar for the Han army.

These artillerymen of the Mughals were all veterans who had been firing cannons for many years, and their accuracy was extremely high.

Fortunately, the Han army was well-trained and had no deserters, because they knew that there were also supervisory teams standing behind them.

Therefore, in ancient warfare, there was a saying: charging forward might give you a chance to survive, but fleeing would only lead to death.

When the cannons on both sides heated up, both sides suffered heavy casualties and lost their combat capability.

Shaistha Khan squinted. The artillery had reached a draw, which was unexpected, since no other power in India was as strong as Shaistha Khan.

Even neighboring Myanmar, in terms of artillery, was conquered by him and never dared to engage in open warfare again.

With this in mind, Shaysta Khan had no choice but to give the order.

"Musketeers, form ranks and advance!"

"Warriors of the Empire, prepare to flank us from both sides!"

At Shaysta Khan's command, ten thousand musketeers lit the fuses and marched step by step toward the Han army to the rhythm of the drums.

Of the 30,000 noble cavalry, 20,000 were assigned to flank the musketeers, while 10,000 cavalry and 10,000 infantry guarded the central army.

Upon seeing this, Liu Weiqing's hands were already sweating.

The Mughal had too many cavalry, and their warhorses looked very strong, much better than the Tibetan and Mongolian horses he had collected.

The Mughals, after all, had both steppe and Central Asian bloodlines, and cavalry once accounted for 60% of their elite army.

This is also why the proportion of firearms was reduced due to their widespread use.

"shoot!"

When the two sides were a hundred paces apart, while the Mughal musketeers were still advancing, Ji Nanshou, who had already joined the ranks of musketeers, drew his long sword and shouted.

Suddenly, a series of crackling sounds rang out, and as a cloud of white smoke rose, Mughal musketeers fell to the ground one by one; at a rough glance, there were more than a hundred of them.

Ji Nanshou divided his 10,000 musketeers into three square formations, each with 500 men, similar to the Mughals.

There's no way to change that. With 20,000 troops facing each other, it's impossible to line them up in rows of 5,000. Even if they could fit, the officers wouldn't be able to command them.

Faced with the sudden attack, the Mughal musketeers fired instinctively. Due to the insufficient range of the muskets, only a few unlucky Han soldiers were killed.

Babur Khan, the general who looked down on the Han army, immediately rode his horse to Shaysta Khan's side upon seeing this.

"Your Excellency, the muskets aren't that far away. We must arrange for cavalry to charge, otherwise the musketeers will collapse."

Upon hearing this, Shaysta Khan's palms also gradually... Because they used noble cavalry to charge the enemy musketeers.

This is similar to how Manchu generals used the Eight Banners to attack musketeers; if too many died, the foundation for ruling Bengal would be gone!

"I'm not shooting anymore, I can't hit them at all!"

"They ran away!"

Just as Shaysta Khan hesitated, the first three thousand musketeers who were facing off were on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for the ruthless measures taken by the supervising officer, they would have been the first to scatter and flee westward.

Seeing this, Shaysta Khan knew that if he didn't give the order soon, the musketeers would collapse and more noble cavalry would have to be sent to charge. So he immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"On my command, all cavalry will split into three groups: the central force will charge the enemy musketeers, while the remaining cavalry on both flanks will charge the enemy cavalry. Long live the Mughal!"

Shaysta Khan, worthy of being an elder of the empire, rallied the ten thousand iron cavalry closest to him with his aged voice, and they charged out.

Before long, the cavalry on both sides of the Mughal musketeers were equally formidable, and because they were positioned further forward, they charged even faster.

The Mughal cavalry were unparalleled!