บท 146: The Mughals

In the Outskirts of Delhi in the Mughal Empire, a man dressed in luxurious clothes wore a turban on his head and rode an elegant white horse. 

Seeing an animal in the distance. He nocked an arrow in his bow. 

*Swish*

It precisely pierced through the small animal, instantly taking it's life. 

It was the Emperor of the Mughal Empire, Mohammed. It was clear that the man was a strong warrior, as his skills spoke for themselves. He was having some recreational activity as part of his routine. 

He let go of another arrow. 

*Swish* 

It pierced and killed a small rabbit in the distance. It was pretty clear that Mohammed was a good horse archer. 

He looked pretty satisfied with today's hunt. Mohammed was just having fun waiting while preparing for the war with the Marathas. The days of the war were close; he wanted the lands of the Marathas to himself.