BXBX NOVEL Chapter 186: Inevitable
The rebels were marching towards the capital with the heads of the deceased nobles.
It was a grim situation.
Dark clouds loomed over the Capital city as they were preparing for an onslaught by the remaining rebels. They didn\'t have enough numbers to defend and neither did they have enough people willing to join the army to defend the sultanate.
This was the result of the idiotic rule of the Sultan Zafar Shah. His overconfidence and arrogance had brought him to this situation.
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Zafar shah threw a vase at the wall. His hair and beard were disheveled and dark bags were under his eyes.
"THOSE FUCKING PEST!!" He flipped the table upside down in anger. "HOW DARE THEY REBEL AGAINST ME!"
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YUSUF?" He glared at Maulana Razik, who stood frozen in his presence.
"He was killed by the rebels."
"Every one of you is a useless bastard. You can\'t even handle some kafirs with weapons." Zafar spat,
Maulana stood silent. His gaze fell upon the crown prince standing. His face had no emotion. It was like he didn\'t care about the current situation.
Razik was obviously frustrated since the prince\'s predictions had been right all along but his ego refused to admit that openly to the Sultan or the Prince.
"Razik, go recruit soldiers. We can\'t do down like this and ask Omar to come back this moment."
He stuttered out a reply. "But.. "
Zafar shot a cold glare at the man. He shuddered under the terrifying gaze of the Sultan.
"I- I will do it." He said it with a nervous look.
Aziz sighed and intervened.
"Father, we can\'t recruit any soldiers at the moment."
"Why is that?" Zafar asked, shifting his furious gaze to his son.
Aziz paid no heed to his father\'s anger, as he knew that he was nothing but a paper tiger at this very moment.
"There is no money. Our weapon stocks have been depleted due to the war with the Marathas. We can\'t collect tax in this situation."
"Use all the wealth of the royal family and get this situation under control.!!" He screamed like a maniac.
"Are you sure about that?" Aziz asked.
"Yes! Yes!! Kill all the kafirs. I will show them the consequences." He muttered.
Aziz sighed deeply. His father had really gone insane from the stress and problems in the Sultanate.
He was in no state to control the Empire.
The current situation was too much even for Aziz to handle. It was clear that someone was helping the rebels from outside. The rebellion was planned and executed almost perfectly.
The main targets, like Yusuf and Garrison of Jalgaon, were taken over in the 1st wave of the rebellion. This meant they had a great understanding of the targets inside the Sultanate.
He could already sense the fall of the Sultanate.
Just as he turned to leave the room along with Razik. A man barged into the room with a terrified look.
Maulana Razik looked annoyed at the man suddenly barging into the room. Explore more stories with m,v l\'e-NovelBin.net
"You dare to interrupt an important meeting."
Aziz shot a glare at Razik, which silenced him. This man was on a power trip during this situation. He was disgusted with his behavior.
"What is it?"
The man took a deep breath.
"The main army headed to Nadiad was wiped out by the Marathas. Commander Omar was killed in action."
This declaration further infuriated the Sultan. He began to go amok, destroying all the furniture in the room with anger.
"That goddamn bastard!! He can\'t even take down a single commander." Zafar roared.
He turned to Maulana Razik. "Weren\'t you the one that recommended that brat to me for the Royal Army?"
"Your Majesty, forgive me. I didn\'t know he was an ignorant idiot. I swear upon Allah\'s name." He pleaded.
Zafar kicked Razik in the stomach, sending him crashing onto the floor.
Aziz pulled back his father from beating up Razik.
"Father, calm down. I will get this under control."
Zafar gripped Aziz\'s shoulders with a pitiful look. "My son, you are the only one I have left."
Aziz smiled warmly at his father. "I shall do my best."
He left the room along with Razik.
Razik walked beside him.
"Prince, thanks for saving me from the Sultan."
Aziz shot a smile.
"Hooo… Is that what it looked like to you?"
He looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Did it look like I saved you from my father\'s wrath?"
"Yes? You just did it!"
Aziz let out a hearty laugh.
"You jest, Maulana. I didn\'t save you from my father out of kindness."
Aziz took out a dagger and stabbed Razik in the throat with a warm smile. His smile didn\'t fade as the blood splattered on his face.
"I saved you from my father. So I could kill you."
Razik fell to the ground, desperately twitching and clutching on his leg.
He took a look and stomped right on his face.
"You have been pissing me off since you took charge." He began. "Now die."
He stomped his face again and Razik stopped twitching as his body went limp.
Razik died.
"Aditya, clean this mess up." He ordered.
A cloaked figure emerged from the window.
He was the leader of the third rebel group in the Sultanate. Aziz was funding it to overthrow his father but alas, he was too late and didn\'t succeed in his endeavor.
He didn\'t care anymore about his hard-headed father.
The cloaked figure whistled and tens of people entered the hallways and took the body of the Maulana.
"As expected, the Maulana ran away from his duties and was mauled by a bear in the woods," stated Aditya.
Aziz smiled.
It was the rumor that would be spread about the disappearance of Maulana Razik.
"Tell the group to gather."
Aziz threw a key at Aditya.
"What is this?"
"Key to the safe of the Royal family."
The realization dawned on Aditya\'s face.
"Loot the safe clean. We will be leaving this rotten place."