Chapter 225: The Protector

The sun rose high in the sky, and the atmosphere was warm due to the afternoon heat. Moreover, the humidity made the heat unbearable. There was little to no breeze to soothe the fiery warmth. 

Clashes of steel, wails of agony, and screams of determination echoed through the city plaza. The Mughals clashed with the wooden barricades of the Marathas. The shards of wood flew as they charged right into it with a thud. 

Marathas brandished their spears through the gaps of the barricade and poked at them. It pierced through the gaps of their armor, and tens of soldiers got injured. 

Askar's attention was on the battle in the plaza. They had the numerical advantage but they were caught on a chokepoint by the sensible place of the barricades. The space they possessed was greatly reduced. This means they were less mobile and their numbers couldn't be used to their full extent.