Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 581 The Mughal Version of Chongzhen (Please Subscribe!)
Zhu Kezang, riding on a steed, looked at the city of Delhi in front of him through a telescope.

The tall and solid city walls stand on top of round spiers. The strong Persian and Arabic styles make it clear what the people here believe in.

"I heard that when the Mughals ruled Tianzhu, the taxes were very heavy."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"At least this is true in the settled provinces of northern Tianzhu, which regularly pays taxes. From 1600, the Mughals imposed heavy taxes on about two-thirds of the subcontinent, or 1.2 million inhabitants out of nearly 8000 million people. The tax rate reaches 30% to 50% of the harvest income!"

It is also because of the high tax rate that the income of the Mughal Empire can completely surpass that of the Qing Dynasty at the same time.

Wang Xianwu, who was beside Zhu Kezang, quickly replied that during the expedition to Tianzhu, he used his language talent to communicate with the locals, and he could barely be regarded as a master of Tianzhu.

Therefore, I have done enough homework and know the situation here very clearly.

"Your Majesty, this city contains the wealth that the Mughals plundered and accumulated for more than 100 years. Any noble family may have wealth beyond imagination."

When Zhu Kezang heard this, he burst into laughter immediately.

"I'm still worried that the first five-year plan will empty the national treasury. Now it looks like I'm going to make a fortune!"

"Tell all the brothers in the National Defense Army and the Guards Army that after the capture of this wealthy city, let Jin Yiwei calculate the price of all the property looted, and then convert it into silver dollars, and [-]% will belong to them!"

"Give me a careful search, even if you dig the ground three feet, it doesn't matter if you turn it upside down, it's a big deal to build a New Delhi."

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

When the soldiers of the National Defense Forces of the Guards heard it, they immediately shouted long live!

The last time they attacked Agra, they each divided at least [-] silver dollars, and they will come again this time!

The emperor is still the emperor, not only the full salary, but also the excessive salary, which is a particular thing.

Moreover, the higher-ranking officers never dared to withhold money, and those who dared to do so had already been beheaded.

Hearing that the loot will be divided, the gunners fired more vigorously.

Accompanied by the sound of rumbling shelling, the shells of rifled guns roared in the sky and attacked Derry City.

One step faster than the Qing Dynasty, the siege of the east wall began.

In Zhu Kezang's prediction, the last big city of the Mughals should be difficult to fight.

Because the determination of the Mughals cannot be underestimated!
As a result, before Daming's artillery bombed a few rounds, something happened that stunned Zhu Kezang.

The gates of Derry opened by themselves!
The princes and ministers of the Mughals came out with low eyebrows, holding high the white flag representing surrender in their hands, and welcomed the master of Ming Dynasty!
Seeing this funny scene, Zhu Kezang was delighted: "Why is Delhi easier to fight than Agra!"

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to open the city gate to cast, and he shot in without any effort.

Zhu Kezang originally thought that even if they surrendered, they would surrender Kang Mazi first, but he didn't expect it!
That being the case, the rest is easy.

Tens of thousands of Ming troops passed through the opened city gate in an orderly manner, especially the Guards. They were responsible for quickly occupying the main roads in the city, and the National Defense Forces were responsible for accepting the large numbers of defenders who surrendered in the city.

The cooperation of all ministries was so perfect that in less than an hour, Zhu Kezang's army had already reached Bahadur's palace.

In an extremely luxurious palace, on a huge bed, Bahadur was sleeping soundly among the beauties.

Exhausted, he seemed to have forgotten all his troubles, acting like a fool.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Da Ming's army has come in, Da Ming's army has come in!"

Mughal's loyal ministers came here in a hurry and shouted loudly, looking at everything in front of them, they couldn't help feeling extremely heartbroken.

The new emperor's father had just died, and the country was about to perish. The new emperor was still addicted to sex and pleasure, looking like a prodigal son, without the slightest responsibility of the emperor.

The tiger father and dog son are really embarrassing to Aurangzeb.

"Ah, faster than I thought!"

Bahadur woke up from a daze, his head was buzzing, he drank too much wine last night.

Last night was the most relaxed and dissolute day since he was born. When his father Aurangzeb was still there, he dared not relax for a moment.

It's a pity that such days will never come again.

Even at this point, Bahadur still doesn't believe it. No matter how powerful the Ming army is, Derry City should be able to last for four to five days!
"Your Majesty, someone surrendered to the Ming Kingdom and directly opened the city gate to let the Ming people in. Now the Ming army is only one step away from the imperial palace!"

"what!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were gunshots and bullets outside the door, and the wailing of the Mughal royal guards!
Becoming the king of subjugation is now.

And the beautiful concubines around Bahadur were too frightened to speak, their faces pale.

"Hear the order and execute them all!"

Bahadur Shah I looked at these concubines he usually loves the most, and gave an order helplessly.

He knew that if these beautiful women did not die now, they would definitely become playthings of the Ming army.

Instead of this, it is better to send them on the road.

It's just that no one is going to carry out his orders, because the guards are outside, and Daming's army has already killed them.

In the luxurious palace of Delhi, Bahadur looked coldly at the panic-stricken scene in front of him.

His concubines were scrambling for clothes, eager to use them to cover up their beauty.

It's a pity that those beautiful curves will be turned into rotten meat.

Because Bahadur carried a knife and sent them to death one by one.

They refused to face up, Bahadur helped them face up.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Bahadur ignored the women's begging for mercy, and just stabbed him down.

After killing people, Bahadur walked out the door, and he found that the palace was in chaos.

The maids and guards in the palace wanted to escape here with their valuables in big or small bags, and no one cared about the life and death of him, the Sultan.

Even if someone saw it, they would lower their heads and hurriedly go around.

There were bursts of shouts of killing not far away, and the sun and moon flag could be vaguely seen rushing towards the center of the palace.

Bahadur wiped the blood on the sword and walked towards his children's bedroom.

It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but he, Bahadur, has gone crazy.

He believes: the empire is destroyed, and they cannot be allowed to insult the princess.

Daliji, Bahadur's most beloved eldest daughter, saw her father's bloodshot eyes and could no longer tell the difference. She hurriedly cried and begged: "Father, I am your daughter, you can't kill me!"

Hearing his daughter's heart-piercing cries, Bahadur felt a little pain in his heart, but the precious sword in his hand didn't stop.

"Whoosh", the hand raised the knife and fell!
(End of this chapter)