When Sabaji came to Lin Junhong's study, he saw the young prince packing things. He divided the books into two parts, and each part was marked with categories. Sabaji did not disturb him, but stood at the door and watched quietly. The study was filled with books, piled up high, and Sabaji was not sure if he had any place to support him.

"Carry out a chair for Lord Sabaji." Lin Junhong ordered the attendant, and then asked, "Grandmaster Sabaji, I heard that you went to see your father. How is his health? Do you still like to lose your temper like before?"

"Yes, he still complains that you shouldn't end the war with the Mughals. I tried hard to explain to him, but my father could not fully understand, and even saw me for less than half a day." Sabaji said seriously.

"You've been there for half a month, but you've seen each other for less than half a day?" Lin Junhong looked regretful, but Sabaji said: "In fact, it's too difficult to see him. He changed many places. He is now like a leopard disturbed by poisonous snakes, keeping his guard against anyone. I don't even know whether he sleeps in a tent or a hut at night."

Zhao Mingdao sighed: "Is the Mughals' plan going to miscalculate?"

"What strategy?" Sabaji asked vigilantly.

Zhao Mingdao said: "That guy Kambatru wants to kill your father. He thought that my father and you can do it if you still maintain an ally relationship. But you don't know that your father is a very smart person and is no less alert to me than to the Mughals, so I recommended you to them, but at present, it's difficult for you to do this, right?"

"Do you want me to assassinate my father?" Sabaji became nervous and reached out to touch the weapon on his waist, but suddenly realized that he had been taken away before entering the door.

Lin Junhong shook his head: "No, I just told you the truth. I will neither force you nor induce you. I will tell you the truth, and then let you make your own decisions. I have always treated my own partners like this. But judging from your nervous look, you obviously don't want to see those Mughals anymore. If that's the case, I'll refuse it for you."

Sabaji Leng was still in place, thinking seriously. After a while, he suddenly said, "No, I still want to meet Kambatru?"

"Why, why, do you want to kill him? This is not good. We just reached a peace agreement and he still needs to supervise the implementation. If Kambatru dies, everything I do will lose its meaning." Lin Junhong straightened his waist and said seriously.

"No, I just want to talk to him to see if there is any opportunity to promote a truce between Marathi and Mughals, and I want to gain authority to represent Marathi, even if it can only represent a part of it, this right of voice is important to me." Sabaji said very seriously.

Lin Junhong smiled and said, "It seems that there have been many stories when you went to see your father this time, right? Can you tell me what's the difference?"

"My father is too stubborn. In the past, his stubbornness was regarded by the chiefs of the Marathi League as a loyalty to faith and firm belief. But this time, I saw suspicion on their faces, and many of these people expressed goodwill to me. Now more people in the Marathi ethnic group hope to make changes, at least everyone has not supported my father unconditionally as before." Sabaji said.

"Why?"

"Because of the war, because of this war in Goa! During the war, the Marathi ethnic group suffered heavy damage, and all ethnic tribes participated in the war. The brutality of the Mughals was as always, but the imperial army showed everyone a new possibility.

In the past, everyone could only unite one way, using the flesh and blood of the Marathi people to collide with the flesh and blood of the Mughals and their slaves, and using the life of the Marathi people to exchange for the life of the Mughals. But many times, the Marathi warriors would collide with the body of the Mughals, but the body of the war horses and the tougher sabers. We have suffered a lot, but everyone thinks there is no second option.

But outside Goa, the Empire showed us a new mode of combat. The best way to deal with the Mughals is to use iron and fire to destroy them, rather than just let the precious warriors die." Sabaji said seriously. During his days when he went to the inland to meet Shivaji, he heard too many legends about hot air balloons, rockets and howitzers from the people of his tribe. As for the exchange ratio of the Mughals and the Allies, the five-to-one exchange rate has never been achieved in hundreds of years.

The Chinese eat hot pot and sing, and can blow the elite Mughal soldiers into the sky with just two cannons. This is also the pursuit of Marathi people.

Listening to Sabaji telling what he saw and heard, Lin Junhong smiled and said, "Sure enough, every nation will seek change when facing danger. Sabaji, your thoughts have surpassed most of your fellow races, but this is not enough. The power is still in the hands of your father. As far as I know, you have a brother, who is as outstanding as he and deeply loved by your father."

After listening carefully, Sabaji did not react. He did not want to have any idea of ​​killing his father and brother, especially in front of Lin Junhong.

Seeing him like this, Lin Junhong did not continue to ask, but asked: "Sabagi, when we first met, you were eager to build a powerful navy for the Marathi Alliance to fight against the Mughals. It seems that your wish has changed now?"

"Yes, in my understanding at that time, having a navy was the best way, but now, having an infantry as powerful as the empire is even more convenient and feasible." Sabaji said: "I only care about the result, not the way."

Lin Junhong asked: "So with your prestige in the Marathi Alliance, can you have your own army?"

Sabaji focused heavily: "Yes, Marathi is going to war with the Mughals in full swing now, and everyone can have their own army, especially when my father was about to hide from Tibet. We Marathi people are not quite the same as you China. Power comes from prestige rather than inheritance. My father has gained the support of everyone with his half-life of courage and victory. If I can win like him, then I can have the same authority."

Lin Junhong nodded seriously and said, "Then I will not be entrusted with anything."

As he said that, Lin Junhong took out a receipt from the box and said, "This is a list of weapons extraction. With this list, anyone can extract 4,000 muskets, 2,000 stone gunpowder, fifteen field gunpowder, howitzers, and of course a large amount of ammunition. I thought this list would be given to your father, but he was very unfriendly and I don't like him very much, so I will give it to you. This list is the surplus of war, and it will not be repaid if you take it back. It's better to hand it over to an ambitious and knowledgeable warrior."

"You... do you have any other requirements?" Sabaji wanted to pick it up, but his arm stopped. He asked in a trembling voice. These weapons were important to him. With them, Sabaji could build his own professional army, and with this army, he could gain more support from people.

Lin Junhong thought for a while and said, "I don't recommend that you fight the Mughals after getting the weapons. A combat-capable army requires sufficient salary and long-term training. The combination of the army and advanced weapons can be turned into a heavy punch, and it is more important to hit the enemy's weakness."

"I understand." Sabaji certainly had his own long-term plan and immediately took over the precious order.

Seeing Lin Junhong continuing to pack up his things, Sabaji asked, "Your Highness, are you going back?"

"I just leave Goa, I have to go to Gordacon. Sultan Puli has to return to his territory and continue to serve as the Sultan. He needs someone to stand behind him to help him." Lin Junhong said calmly.

Sabaji nodded, pondered for a while, and said, "If one day I want to be the king of Marathi people, will you stand behind me?"

"That depends on whether you are willing to become a friend of the empire. We have extensive marine and commercial interests in the subcontinent and do not want to interfere in the division of this land. And Mr. Sabaji, you, perhaps you can become Aurangzeb among the Maratians, compete for the subcontinent, and seize your own land. If you choose to be as closed as Aurangzeb at that time, I think the private relationship between us will not have any great effect. If you are willing to express kindness to the empire like Sultan of Puli, then our emperor and our empire will stand on your side.

It turns out that it is too terrible to have a master like Aurangzeb on the subcontinent, and if there are two or even three Aurangzebs, it is a wonderful thing." Lin Junhong did not look at Sabaji, but instead introduced the empire's idea of ​​the political structure of the subcontinent while packing up his things.

As Lin Junhong said, a war has made the empire merchants understand that it is terrible that this land belongs to a king. Unless it consumes a huge war, everyone will crawl under his feet and exchange dignity for a little benefit. But now it is different. The Goa War defeated Aurangzebu, and in the north he has an enemy of sufficient size. Now Lin Junhong is cultivating a second decent opponent for Aurangzebu. The more chaotic the subcontinent, the more beneficial it will be to the expansion of the empire's interests.

As for the direct colonization of this land, it is still under the imagination. At least the Supreme Emperor Li Mingxun, who built a colonial strategy for the empire, does not think that the empire has the strength to end directly. The empire needs to deepen its cultivation in the South China Sea and accumulate sufficient strength to project on the subcontinent. Before this, all we have to do is not to let this piece of fat be stolen by others.

India is the jewel of the crown of the imperial king, which is a famous saying that many people in later generations know. Based on this point, it is believed that colonizing the subcontinent is a stable transaction. In fact, on the contrary, in the original historical time and space, most of the time was spent on the British Empire to spend the ruling costs on the subcontinent, and in the trade stage, the stage of real profit.

While Lin Junhong was constantly setting up the empire's strategic move in the south of the subcontinent, in the distant north of the Mughal Empire, the army of the great prince Li Junduo took a winter rest in Kabul City. Not only did it lose no losses, but it had expanded to 80,000 people due to the Pashtun people's investigation.

When winter passed, this large-scale army drove out from Kabul, crossed the Khyber Pass, the main throat of the Mughal Empire, headed south along the Kabul River, entered the Kydra Basin, and announced that it had officially entered the subcontinent.

The first city of Peshawar did not resist to the end. When the front line just crossed the mountain pass, the city directly chose to surrender. No one in the city, from princes to civilians, wanted to end like Kabul. What was even more unexpected was that Li Jundu not only did not slaughter Peshawar, nor even let the army enter the city, but only earned a considerable amount of military taxes, but only appointed a governor to manage the city. Except for this governor and the army everywhere outside the city, Peshawar was no different from before.

The army continued to advance, sweeping across all forces in the Jiandra Basin that dared to resist, and then along the river valleys and mountain roads, controlling the Portwal Plateau between the Jiandra Basin and the wealthy Punjab Plain. Since then, it has gained a height advantage over the core area of ​​the Mughal Empire. From here, it overlooks the plains along the Indus River, and along the rivers and valleys, it can enter the plains at any time to rob. Except for the Indus River, there is no level terrain that can hinder Li Jundu's army. The advantage is directly in the hands of Li Jundu.

"Didn't you always want to occupy the city of Lahore and ascend to the throne of the emperor there? Now Lahore is less than five days away, and it is quite empty. We can quickly raid and occupy that city!" Amin Khan, as Li Jundu's consultant, gave Li Jundu's own advice.

Li Jundu shook his head: "Then, when facing the Mughal resistance, is it a massacre or a bribery? If it is a massacre, the resistance will only intensify. If it is a bribery, their emperor is still there and their country is there. Everyone is lip service and will immediately rebel after Aurangzebu goes north, causing us to be surrounded by the Mughals.

What can truly protect the country is not the city or the pass, but the army. As long as Aurangzeb's army is still there, then as much land on the Indus River will be given up as much as you get!"

"You don't want to fight Aurangzeb, right?" Amin Khan was shocked!
Chapter completed!