Rewari kingdom, Khera village , Night of 8th march 1557
Bheem's POV
In the shadows of the village alleys, Bheem sat atop his horse, his 50 cavalrymen waiting in tense silence. The rhythmic pounding of his heart matched the distant shouts of battle. From their concealed position, they had a clear view of the unfolding chaos. The enemy cavalry clashed with the shield wall, their impact minimal thanks to the relentless hail of arrows from Aditya's crossbowmen.
Bheem watched intently as the enemy commander ordered his troops to surround the hollow square formation. Everything was unfolding as Aditya had predicted.
The moment had arrived. Bheem raised his arm in a silent command. Fifty riders surged from the shadows of the village houses, their horses charging forward like a wave of soaring tide. The enemy cavalry, caught off guard, was unprepared for this new threat.
