"Throw those bastards off," yelled a Maratha captain from the walls.
The Mughals scaled the walls with their ladders, and the Marathas began to throw boulders and set the ladders on fire to stop the advance. It was to no avail, as tens of soldiers were being sniped away by the archers.
Archers stood under the cover of a shield wall to avoid the archers on the fort.
*BOOM*
Another shell was hurled at the gate, damaging it further.
It was a second day of battle. The pungent, rotten smell of the gunpowder filled the air as the thick blumes of smoke were emitted by the cannons.
The gate was being bombarded, trying to pry it open for the Mughals to swarm into the city. Askar also deployed the catapults and trebuchets in the flanks to help tear down the walls.