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    The Maharajah and the Guild of Thieves

    A Broken Crescent Chauhan Rajput AAR

    This was a very short custom Rajput campaign, where the Chauhans had to control 10 regions and quasi-historically eliminate the Paramara Rajputs and the Ghaznavids on normal difficulty (hard for battles).

    Despite the easy level, the campaign started slowly due to the lack of cash flow – I wonder what it would be like on the harder levels. On every turn you will get around about 2000 Rajput golden coins, so what with the cost of elephant upkeep (1500 golden coins for one company each year) and the cost of buildings, with resources as they are you can expect a really very slow start. I, therefore, restarted the campaign after doubling the value of all resources. This makes for an even playing field among the various factions, a faster growth for this ultra-short campaign, possibly bigger battles, while keeping other aspects of difficulty at an acceptable level.




    In Broken Crescent 2.3.2 the Chauhan Rajputs control the area of Western Rajasthan and have of course elephants, and the Khsatriya warriors (also dismounted) once you get further into the campaign. The Khsatriya warriors are very battleworthy, but of course nothing compares to the elephants, nicely skinned and incredible to watch in action.

    At the start of the campaign the Chauhan Rajputs had only two settlements, both of them castles, which pauses already a huge dilemma. With economic development being a major consideration, starting with two castles is only a step up from the Paramara Rajputs, who start with nothing but one castle. Almost certainly some of the many castles in India will have to be turned into towns but with the resource values doubled, it was just about possible to not do that and still keep the elephants. Still you would need to go on the war path quickly and take a town as soon as possible, which turned out extremely hard without autoresolving. Sieges are certainly not easy with infantry that has no armour and melts away on its way to the walls.




    Our two and only leaders were Maharajah Prithviraj and Rajah Samar. Their first act was to seal trade rights (and eventually an alliance) with the Mamlakat (Malikate) of Sindh. The trade rights were not such a good idea, as you will see, but the alliance proved a godsend.




    Maharajah Prithviraj attacked soon enough Thanesar, the nearest rebel settlement to Dilli (Dheli) the Rajput capital, which was possible to take on autoresolve (extremely hard in actual battle). This provided a launching pad for the Rajput economy. Without wasting much time and while our diplomat was on his way to seal a trade alliance with the Ghurids, so as to put the Ghaznavids in a very tight spot, the Maharajah attacked another rebel settlement in the north, Kannauj, which fell quickly. Yet the Paramera Rajputs wasted no time themselves in launching armies out of their castle in Dhar to take Gwalior, Mumba and Anhilvara. So if you thought the level was too easy, think again. A race for rebel settlements thus ensued between the two Rajput kingdoms, while our diplomat made the best he could under the tight financial circumstances in keeping the Ghaznavids at peace.

    As the Maharajah was busy in the north, Rajah Samar took a second army from Ajayameru (Ajmer) to Anhilvara, a very attractively situated town with a port, part of modern Gujrat, surprised the unsuspecting garrison and took it, bringing the two Rajput kingdoms into war.





    Rajah Samar moved off straight to the Paramara capital, the castle of Dhar. The Paramara Maharajah Vindhyavarman was alone in the castle, as the Paramara army had moved up to Gwalior, and so Dhar fell easily. Rajah Samar next headed off for Gwalior, the main Paramara centre and the most central settlement in Rajasthan, the new Paramara capital. Rajah Samar left only a token garrison in Dhar and was laying in ambush halfway to Gwalior, when the Paparamara Rajputs, seeing Dhar castle so thinly guarded were lured to send an army to take it. That army fell into the ambush and a glorious battle ensued with the Paramara army strang out in the open and fleeing in great panic. The Paramara army was soundly defeated and retreated back to Gwalior in shreds. This was to prove the downfall of the Paramara Rajputs. They were now outmatched by the Chauhan army and they lost settlement after settlement. Finally, Rajah Samar took Mumba in an epic siege, finally destroying the Paramara faction, one of the victory conditions, and uniting all Rajasthan under the rule of Maharajah Prithviraj. By 1193, the united Rajasthan consisted of 10 provinces – so the minimal settlement count needed for another of the victory conditions of the campaign was fulfilled: Ajayameru, Dilli, Thanesar, Kannauj, Anhilvara, Dhar, Kalinjar, Gwalior, Mumba and Somnath, in sequence. The Maharajah, to keep on the safe side, was laying siege on an eleventh settlement, the last remaining Indian rebel settlement of Kutch. The castle of Kutch fell eventually to two Rajput generals who took over - Tukaji the Handsome and Vigraharajah Solanki. Tukaji the Handsome had been married to one of the Royal princesses and was an upcoming general, a force soon to be feared. He was given the task of pacifying Rajasthan from seething rebellions, especially those of the remaining Paramara rebels in the south, through which efforts he gained much military experience. The last remaining Paramara Rajput rebel, Prince Subhatavarman Paramara, was brought to his knees near Mumba. This made Tukaji the Handsome the most renowned general in the Rajput army and he was appointed commander in chief ahead of the forthcoming war with the Ghaznavids. As for Vigraharajah Solanki, he was rewarded by being appointed governor of Anhilwara, a fast growing settlement that would become our major trade centre. Gwalior, being more centrally placed than Dilli, became the new Rajput capital and was governed by a new general named Naravarman Sisodia.




    At the same time, the Mamlakat of Sindh had helpfully gone to war with the Ghaznavids.




    By 1193 they had taken Multan and Lahore and had divided the Ghaznavids into two separate regions. Elsewhere, the Khwarezmians had taken northern Iran, though southern Iran was being contested between the Abbasids, the Baghdad Caliphate and the Mamlakat of Sindh. In the Holy Lands, the Crusaders had only Tripoli left, under siege, Tartus and Hims. The lands of the Principality of Antioch and most of Anatolia up to Van had been overrun by the Armenians. Despite an appearance by Richard the Lionheart, the three remaining Crusader seetlements eventually fell and by 1197 the spell of resurgent Christianity in the Holy Land had ended. Armenia and the Ayyubids were established as the dominant factions in the eastern world – or should we say in the western world?

    As the Georgians controlled the Caucasus and had begun expanding northwards, the Armenians turned west and were simultaneously besieging Constantinople, Dorylaeum and Laodicea, all three of which soon fell. The Ghorids had also gone to war with the Ghaznavids, who being down to two settlements signed a truce with the Ghorids in 1194 and became their vassals. Various diplomatic exchanges started between the Ghorids and Sindh, occasionally going to war with each other over who has the right over the Ghaznavids. Eventually the Ghaznavids set their minds on being vassals of Sindh and peace descended in the region. This made it a little bit complicated for the Rajputs, as it turned out this peace would last and as part of Sindh, the Ghaznavids could expect some degree of protection. In any case they survived after a fashion and it would not be so easy diplomatically to destroy them as a faction, while they were vassals of our trusted Sindh allies.

    While these open wars were going on, a second war had ensued in the merchant sphere. The trade rights with the Mamlakat of Sindh had proven a bad idea. India, though not the richest part of that world, was richer in resources than Sindh or the Ghorid and Ghaznavid territories. Trade rights made those riches attractive to foreign merchants, who began to pour in relentlessly. Just in one year, in 1195, four Sindhi merchants turned up simultaneously around Dilli, with more trickling in as the year went buy – and that was just the Sindhi merchants. Moreover, foreign merchants more than often seemed better than our own merchants and chased them down from the greatest of distances with incredible speed. With the fog of war on, it became practically impossible to keep an eye on them with our spies. They acquired merchant after merchant and soon a sighting of a foreign merchant sent our own into a panic race around India and eventually into settlements, to avoid acquisition. The thankless task of stemming this tide fell eventually to the Guild of Thieves and, more exactly, to assassins when they became available, which, however, put a dent into the reputation of our Maharajah. In the meantime, as our only recourse, some of our merchants boarded Admiral Vijaypal's ships and went abroad to seek their fortune in the Persian Gulf.

    One of them, Jayavarman Taparia, proved a particularly successful silk monopolist after landing in Hormuz and successfully acquiring several merchants doing business in south Iran. He became a bastion of our economy at a time when the conquered settlements of India were being developed to help produce the armies that would have to take the war not only to the Ghaznavids but potentially to their much more powerful masters, the Mamlakat of Sindh.

    Peace had now descended upon Rajasthan, and following his many crucial victories, Rajah Samar had acquired a concubine, in addition obviously to his very many wives. Not everyone was happy with her presence but who really could put a blame to the faction heir for increasing his exploits in that sphere which might guarantee the continuation of his now powerful royal family?

    There was only one aspect that was not peaceful: the lives of the Rajput merchants. Not only were our merchants in the north in constant threat from foreign merchants, even our men from the Thieves' Guild did not always have an easy life, with several assassins dying in action during their efforts to stem the foreign merchant tide. Just as bad, our Maharajah acquired the nickname Prithviraj the Killer, because of his sponsorship of the Guild of Thieves and its constant efforts to hold back the flood of Sindhi, Ghaznavid and Ghorid merchants. These men were not so much interested in our resources as in putting our own merchants out of business. And that was not the only care of our assassins. While Hinduism had no means of spreading its religion with priests, the Guild of Thieves had to take over that sector too, to protect the old customs from new preachers.



    One of the assassins, Prithviraj of Mewar, had to cut so many throats, he acquired the nickname Prithviraj the Killer - no relation to his namesake, our Maharajah - in this case at least with reason. So this reign of fear bizarrely helped guard the peace of the Rajput kingdom. Yet the people of Rajasthan rightly wondered when were we going to get our Hindu priests - but the fear of the Maharajah put out any thoughts of voicing those views openly.

    Exasperated and having gained much physical strength and stamina from running around daily for their lives, many a merchant boarded the ships of Admiral Vijaypal and sailed through pirate infested seas to foreign lands. The merchants and their companions had to subsist for months in a diet of fish and, when fish could not be found, even had to diet on the flesh of seals, dolphins and turtles, if the sailors chanced to catch them - not perhaps the diet a good and devout Hindu would like to subsist on. Some, moved by rumours of strange animals, the hippopotamus, the rhinoceros and the monoceros, travelled to Ethiopia but found little of commercial value in those beasts, if they could find the beasts at all. Rather our merchants could make a better trade in all kinds of spices, silks, ivory and sometimes emerald stone from Ethiopia, that the Rajahs of India like to wear on their crowns. They do not call those lands to the west the “silk road” for nothing.
    Last edited by Geoffrey of Villehardouin; August 14, 2012 at 06:40 PM.

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    But this story is not about Prithviraj the Killer, our master assassin, nor even about Prithviraj the Killer, our Maharajah. It is about two other, more unlikely heroes. The Council had decided we ought to have trade rights with the Seljuks of Iraq and we needed to do so within the next 5 turns.



    Now Iraq is not exactly at a javelin’s throw from India. The closest settlement they controlled was Hormuz, where the silk monopolist Jayavarman Taparia had his business.



    The closest diplomat to Hormuz was a lowly two-star fellow Mr Pundi, a man of utter insignificance languishing in a Ghorid desert town, well out of the way of any trouble. He was occupying himself merely with reading the Caravan News and making occasional gifts to the local Ghorid officials to keep them this side of happy with the Rajput kingdom. So be it, trade rights with a faraway kingdom did not seem to demand a genius and that mission was of the least concern to our Maharajah.



    Mr Pundi could count himself lucky to even have the assistance of a lowly spy who happened to be in Ghorid land. The spy’s name was Bhimdev Deora. Bhimdev set out ahead of Mr Pundi, to spy the land for any unforeseen dangers, bandits and assassins, who might put the life of our diplomat and the prospects of diplomatic success into jeopardy.



    Sadly, 5 turns turned out to be a little too short for such a journey and news reached Mr Pundi from Bhimdev that the city was under siege by the Abbasids. By the time our diplomat had a chance to gaze upon the city himself, it had passed to the Abbasids.



    So that mission was blown, there was no Seljuk living soul left near Hormuz to make a deal with.



    Yet Mr Pundi had hardly a minute to catch his breath from that harrowing journey when our Admiral Vijaypal arrived with very alarming news from the West – that Egypt was about to win the campaign. So that Mr Pundi had no less a task than find a way to stop Egypt from winning the campaign ahead of our planned offensive on the Ghaznavids.

    Such a task would demand the best diplomat with the strongest financial support but time was of the essence and Mr Pundi was fortunate enough to have the assistance of one of our men from the Guild of Thieves. Now Bhimdev might have not been the most distinguished of his ilk but he was certainly well equipped. He opened his sack and out came an array of tools of his trade, magnifying lenses, a small telescope, false documents, invisible ink, a map and last but not least a little book, the Pocket Guide to Magic Spells and Cheats. So he opened the map and by pronouncing the magical words “toggle fow”, the fog of war was lifted and suddenly it became apparent how great had indeed Egypt become controlling all of the West from Libya to Damascus. What shocked Bhimdev and Mr Pundi, however, was the realisation that they were not the greatest empire at all.

    The greatest empire in the world was actually Armenia. They had grown out from their little mountain perch at Sis to dominate all the lands from Constatinople to the Caucasus. So the two men looked at each other with brightly lit eyes – there was someone who could stop the Ayyubids, only if they could be convinced to. Without much further thought, they set out of Hormuz for the long trek through foreign lands to Armenia. They had resolved to travel on foot since that mission would have been too important to risk sailing up the Persian Gulf through pirate infested seas. One thing that did not cross anyone’s minds at that moment was that if the Ayyubids were about to win the campaign and they were not the strongest faction, there might perhaps be other even more alarming news not to have yet reached their ears.



    The trek through the Iranian desert turned out a gruelling task. For a year they travelled on dusty roads. Bhimdev had to often stop and wait for Mr Pundi who had trouble keeping pace, until at last they bought an old donkey from a village. Sometimes Mr Pundi would ride the donkey but Bhimdev needed it, too, to reconnoitre the land ahead. And to make up for lost time, they would sometimes ride the donkey both at once until it became so exhausted that it could barely drag its legs and so they had to carry the donkey on their backs until the poor beast left its last breath.



    So they were in the middle of this parched desert on their own with a map but nothing to drink save dew drops and lizard tears, and no provisions. How they ever made it to the other side Lord Shiva only knows. But Bhimdev later told a story, a hard one to believe, that near Kerman they came across a caravan of a Roman merchant who spoke some broken Farsi, which our diplomat could also speak. They purchased from that merchant an oil lamp that housed a very helpful Genie which directed them to a tree where a man sat and he told them he knew where they could get such water that if they put it in their flasks every time they opened their flasks to drink from it, the water would pour out without end. This never ending water flowed out of a spring in a marvelous palace at the end of a long path. And while on that path they should hold their ears shut and speak to no one. If someone spoke to them behind their backs they should not look back or they might be turned into stone. At the end of the path was the palace and its gate was guarded by two lions. When their eyes were closed they were awake but when they were asleep their eyes were open. They should only go through the gate if their eyes were open, else they might be torn apart by the lions. Inside the palace is a tree whose leaves are golden and whose flowers are silver. Of the golden leaves they must pluck none or they will be turned into dust. Rather they must move on and they will come to a fountain, from which flows the never-ending water that they can put into their flasks. All this they promised to do and they promised to also bring back to him out of gratitude something from that garden where the never ending water flowed, lest the reputation of the Maharajah diminished if they neglected to return the favours.

    Bhimdev insisted on that fantastical story, that it was all true and that they set out on that perilous task. While upon that path they often heard a voice behind them calling on them, even one that claimed he was an Armenian diplomat. But Bhimdev was a man of many tricks and so took out of his sack a little hand-held mirror and checked to see if there was ever anyone behind them and there never was any. The Shamal wind sometimes makes you hear things. But there were many statues along the way and were they of men who had been turned into stone?

    At last they saw in the distance the palace and Bhimdev took out of his sack the small telescope and saw that the lions’ eyes were closed. So they waited until sunset when their eyes opened up and walked to the gate and passed the gate unseen, for the lions indeed slept with their eyes open.

    Inside the court was a tree whose leaves were of gold and its flowers of silver. It was shameful of a thief not to consider stealing at least one leaf and so Bhimdev was very tempted. The lions were asleep and Mr Pundi would surely not tell everyone, what is the worry? So he reached out to take one leaf but was surprised to hear a voice “Greetings, noble ambassador and cunning thief”.

    “Who spoke?” said Mr Pundi.

    “Or indeed what spoke” responded Bhimdev and he looked back and above the gateway they had just come through was a golden cage and in that cage a bird that spoke with human tongue. Now this situation required diplomacy and it was handy Mr Pundi was a diplomat.

    “Greetings to you princely bird. In all the lands we have travelled we have yet to see a palace inhabited by nothing other than a single bird. We have a deal for you, if it may please you – to set you free for a small price, that is nothing compared to the riches you have here. We desire in exchange for your freedom to fill our flasks with water from the palace fountain and we demand no single payment neither regular tribute but only a small present for an old man who lives peniless, a silver flower from out of that tree. ”

    “And would you not want also a golden leaf for your king?” - asked the bird.

    Of course not - the riches of Maharajah Prithviraj were such that he could maintain armies of elephants with every company paid 1500 golden coins a year. What would it mean to him a golden leaf, even if it were from such a wondrous tree? And the bird took that answer well and agreed to the deal, thanking them for the meeting and saying “it was useful ”. So the bird was set free and they were given a silver flower in exchange to take to the old man under the tree. And they filled their flasks with never ending water that lasted them for another 6 months until they finally reached the end of that desert.



    And at last they reached Baghdad.



    There two local merchants Ezekiel and Kubri gave them directions to the land of the Armenians and they headed off as soon as they had taken a breath and came to a castle in the middle of nowhere called al-Mawsil. At the gate of the castle they met Captain Tavit and he said to them that indeed they had reached the Great Kingdom of Armenia that stretched across two continents and in between three seas.



    Mr Pundi might have been a lowly diplomat but it was in the nature of his profession to have to carry with him phrase books in foreign languages and state bonds to seal deals with foreign monarchs. So he announced in Armenian he was an Ambassador from the Maharajah of Rajasthan. Captain Tavit, immediately replied “Do you have a proposition for our people?”

    “Our Maharajah wishes trade rights with your great kingdom”, said Mr Pundi and the officer seemed well pleased, so that the deal was quickly sealed. With such a fine start, Mr Pundi continued.

    “We will also give you 2000 florins in government bonds and 2000 florins each year for 5 years, if your fellow countrymen go to war with the Ayyubids”.

    “Government bonds, what kind of trick is that and besides, no one messes around with the Ayyubids, they are the world’s second largest empire” replied Captain Tavit.

    Oh dear, that did not go down well. Mr Pundi looked at Bhimdev for ideas.

    “How much can we give him?” asked Bhimdev and the state balance sheet indicated 2347 golden coins in the bank. “So a potential surplus of about 4700 golden coins a year – make him an offer he cannot refuse. The campaign is going to end soon either way, since you are asking advice from a thief”, said Bhimdev.



    So Mr Pundi went back to the annoyed Armenian officer with a new offer for 2300 golden coins up front and 2000 every 6 months for the next 25 years and into the bargain he threw the castle of Kutch and moreover an alliance, map information and military access. But the accursed captain simply replied “Let us leave this point for now. This is simply something we are not interested in discussing”.

    “Goddess Kali, what a stuck up man, what an annoying provincial in a god-forsaken place in the middle of nowhere, does he even know what a government bond is or that it took us years to besiege that cursed castle I am offering to him to go to war with the Ayyubids, I mean they are at war with everybody and are winning, what is the freaking big deal, they are the greatest empire …”

    … the greatest empire?

    They are bigger than the Ayyubids?

    And the Ayyubids are about to win the campaign?

    And so our two heroes had made that long trek for nothing and all they had to thank was Lord Krishna and the AI for stopping them from ruinning everything for the Rajput cause with a diplomatic deal with the Armenians. War with the Ghaznavids was inevitable and could no longer be delayed.
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    Epilogue

    Most things have a beginning and some Total War campaigns even have an end. The Mamlakat of Sindh were advised by the Rajput diplomats that an attack on the Ghaznavids was imminent. They surprisingly agreed, even though the Ghaznavids were their vassals. So did the Ghorids. Ghaznavid Jalalandar, just across the Jhain border, was easily taken in a surprise attack with modest casualties. Despite their warning, the Sindhis were upset and relations went to an all time low – very poor. But they stayed their hand and did not declare war on the Rajputs.



    Apparently, as the Ghaznavids were vassals of Sindh, signing and alliance with Sindh would cause a cessation of hostilities with Ghaznavids, and this was possible and so accomplished in exchange for Jalalandar that was passed to the Mamlakat of Sindh. There was only need to destroy the Ghaznavids not capture their settlements, so giving Jalalandar away for the sake of peace seemed wise. The able Rajput diplomats got in exchange not only peace and a renewed alliance but even military access through Sindh for an added 15000 gold coins. It seemed that the Ghaznavids were finished and it was only now a matter of time.

    News from the west came that Mr Pundi had failed in his bid to get the Armenians to go to war with the Fatimids and, indeed, both factions had become so large that they both were close to winning the campaign. So two Rajput armies marched through Sindh to the last remaining Ghaznavid settlement, Mintakot. The first army was the one that had besieged Jalalandar, under Tukaji the Handsome and Naravarman Sisodia, with a smaller force joining him from Dilli, headed by Raja Samar. That force contained plenty of elephants and the Rajput Raja was moreover accompanied by Pajawan, the Maharajah’s son in his fine suit of armour and another general, Tukaji Khadad.

    These two armies, about a stack and a half, were about all that could take the field and contained some of the best units the Rajputs had. Their position was precarious as there were several Sindhi armies in their rear, and not too far from the Rajasthan borders. The Rajput settlements were left with minimal garrisons under the overall governance of the Rajput Maharajah in Ajayameru and our main administrator and builder, Vairisimha Minhas, who was moreover trusted with the defense of our border regions in Dilli and Thanesar in case of a Sindhi counterattack.



    By 1203 the two Rajput armies had converged south of Mitankot.

    The Rajput leaders







    The Ghaznavids were gathered outside the city with three armies, the largest one under Shah Mahmud and Prince Rashid, a significant second army under a general called Nuh Simjuri and a third army of a few horsemen and skirmishers under a certain captain Rashid.

    The Ghaznavid leaders





    Order of Battle



    When the Rajput army turned up outside Mitankot, battle became inevitable.



    The Rajput army had its infantry in the centre with a front line of spearmen supported by Khsatriya and other elite infantry and some ranged units including several catapults. There was little cavalry but plenty of elephants on the two flanks. On the left flank were three companies of elephants under Tukaji Khadad and Naravarman Sisodia and on the right more elephants under Rajah Samar and Pajawan. The reserves were entrusted to captain Mulraj who eventually integrated himself into the main battle line at the left flank. The Ghaznavids attacked first with the small skirmish force, that was unceremoniously trampled under the feet of the Rajput elephants. Their two main armies, however held back. Tukaji the Handsome, the overall commander, seeing that the Ghaznavids would not attack, took the decision to leave our carefully selected defensive positions in an open expanse on a slight rise and marched to attack the enemy.

    The Rajput army marched to a second position on level ground in front of a small wooded hill, behind which the Ghaznavid armies had been gathering. Seeing that they had the advantage of a potential better position, the Ghaznavids decided to join battle and moved the top of that hill. Shah Mahmud had with him two depleted companies of mercenary elephants, but these were no match for our 5 generals and their retinues and the additional two elephant companies.

    Ghaznavid mounted skirmishers approached our right flank as their army appeared at the top of the hill. Tukaji the Handsome gave the signal for the attack. On the right, Rajah Samar and Prince Pajawan attacked the Ghaznavid skirmishers. These were trampled under the feet of our elephants but heavy Ghaznavid infantry and cavalry under Ghaznavid general Nuh Simjuri joined the fray and held up the elephants. On the left wing, Tukaji Khadad and Naravarman Sisodia advanced to attack the mercenary elephants that were in the Ghaznavid right flank. With battle joined on both flanks, the Ghaznavid centre began to descend the hillside, pounded by our catapult artillery. However, with most of one Ghaznavid army caught in the battle against Raja Samar and prince Pajawan, there was simply not enough Ghaznavid infantry to fill up the centre. Prince Rashid finally fled after an unsuccessful encounter with the elephants of Rajah Samar. Nuh Simjuri was less lucky and was trampled under. Shah Mahmud found himself isolated in the middle as his men were scattered in various directions and Tukaji the Handsome snatched the opportunity to charge at the Ghaznavid king with his elephants. That fierce looking Ghaznavid royal bodyguard was almost helpless against the elephant charge and the Ghaznavid Shah paid with his life for the terrible destruction his forefathers had wrought upon India. With the death of the Ghaznavid ruler, the Ghaznavid army simply turned tail and ran.



    Prince Rashid gathered the remnants from that battle into Mitankot. Only a response from Sindh could save the Ghaznavids but Tukaji the Handsome attacked Mitankot without delay, immediately after the battle was over. The catapults blew open the gates and tore down a part of the wall and soon the Rajput elephants were pouring into Mitankot from three different directions. Prince Rashid died in a heroic but desperate fight to stop the elephant flood and Mitankot fell and with that the campaign was happily ended. May the names of the Rajput heroes live forever in marble while our foes’ were written in the sand.
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    nice!

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