"My soldiers scream!" I shouted raising my fist. "AAKRAMAN!"
And the army of 8000 soldiers whipped their leashes on their horses and approached the dead land.
Amir Alh Alhurb's body was left on the ground, thousands of horsemen went over it, crushing each and every tissue of his body. As we entered the field, the scene assured an easy win.
It was all in ruins, thousands dead, thousands injured, all weaponry, all ammunitions, destroyed!
"Check each and every corner! Kill every last soldier you find alive!" Siddartha announced.
However, a small proportion of soldiers were still on their feet. A small war waged, felt like a mob fight. And without much delay, a batch of soldiers was sent to perimeter Southern China and let the people know that they are under the rule of Bhairavs now.
A large number of Chinese soldiers and civilians were smart enough to kneel before us and the rest were executed.
It took us a month to take control of the Southern China. Stronger frontiers were built along the borders with Avaghana.
It was a victory, we not only brought back Kasmira, but also captured Southern China.
It was time we leave and head back to our hometowns.
I returned back along with Siddartha, Raman and Jasveera.
It took us another 19 days to reach Akola, entire Bharat was celebrating, the town we crossed would lit up with festivities.
It was the proudest moment of my life.
But I was worried, how long have I been here? It has been couple months! What am I doing in the real world, am I asleep or am I in coma or am I blacked out?
All these thoughts hovered above through the entire journey.
We reached Akola, the entire town was celebrating. Huge pathway filled with flowers was made for our arrival. People danced and singed songs.
We set our foot in the palace as the announcer announced, "Attention! Bharat's bravado, Kaalnath Bhairav! Along with the bravest warriors this land has ever seen are coming!"
Gigantic drums shouted out the cause, huge shehnaais filled the air as we stood amidst the ministry in front of the king.
"What did I tell you father? I would win!" I shouted as the crowd cheered.
"We are happy about your victory; Bharat is blessed to have warriors like you." The king declared. "On this grand opportunity, the Rajyabhishek being held exactly 7 days from now will name Kaalnath Bhairav as the most celebrated commander this land has ever seen!"
The crowd cheered as the drums rolled.
"Who is going to be the king?" I said as my voice weakened.
"Your older brother, Adyant Bhairav!" the king replied.
This felt bad news, Kaalnath was raged, there was murder on his mind!
"This coward who didn't even got up from his cozy seat there when we were at war!" I shouted angrily.
"You have to respect the rituals and your elders." The king said calmly.
"Oh!" I said with a smile, "How can we forget that? Shouldn't we be celebrating on this occasion rather than fighting? Let us celebrate father!" I had an enormous smile on my face as I walked up to the throne, pulled out my sword and slashed the king's neck with it within a split!
Jasveera pulled out their swords and pointed it at the ministry, two of them ran towards Adyant and Prayag. Raman laughed hysterically, as Siddartha announced, "Anyone brave enough to stand against Kaalnath would be thrashed!"
The hall gasped and the drums went silent as the head of king Adinath rolled down the throne. I threw down the king's body from the throne, I took a good look at it and took my rightful seat.
The Jasveera brought Adyant and Prayag in front me, kneeled down with swords on their throats.
"Don't kill them, they belong to the dungeons." I said.
Slowly the scene calmed down and Siddartha announced, "All hail the supreme king of Bharat! LORD KAALNATH BHAIRAV!"
Rajyabhishek- A cereminy where the new king is appinted.