Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology

2nd October 1655.

Dakshin Bharatiya Empire, Vijayanagar State, Capital City Hampi.

Vijay was in a very bad mood right now. After reading about the details of the Nepal and Bhutan Wars, he was pretty pissed off. But he had to control himself and not let the rage control his decisions because, as the monarch of a large empire, if he allowed himself to lose control, the consequences on his subjects would be disastrous.

He was currently in the meditation chamber, practising the breathing exercises taught by Saint Tukaram.

After soothing his mind in the meditation chambers, Vijay proceeded to his study room, Following a brief check on Kavya’s well-being. Vijay faced a daunting workload for the day. His foremost task was to outline the overarching strategy or plan that would serve as the foundation for the battle plan.

Additionally, he needed to appoint two individuals to new positions responsible for the training of soldiers both for the Army and the Navy.

He did think of two names for the posts, though: General Sergeant and Rear Admiral Seaman. The ranking of these posts was very high, as they were only one level lower than the ultimate commanders, Kiran Poojari and Gangadhar. However, Vijay planned to make these positions temporary until the war ended or until they were no longer required.

Taking his seat, he called for Aditya to come in.

Aditya had been retained in the palace after the meeting was adjourned because his tasks as the director of Bharatiya Sainik Pragya mostly started after the battle began. So, Vijay wanted to ask him about his recommendation for these two new spots. Vijay asked Aditya because Aditya’s responsibility also included collecting military intelligence regularly and submitting it to Vijay.

Although the Bharatiya Sainik Pragya was a direct unit in the military division of the Imperial Committee, the Emperor was the supreme leader of the Empire’s military, thereby making him the supreme leader and directly in command of the Bharatiya Sainik Pragya.

Also, when establishing these units, Vijay did not establish them like the feudal aristocratic system of the European Middle Ages, where the subordinate of the subordinate was not my subordinate. Vijay did not do that; instead, he had command over each and every one of the people working under his jurisdiction.

"Aditya, do you have any candidates for the two spots we talked about?"

Aditya was taken aback by the question as it was the first time for him but still, after a little thought he replied, "Your Majesty, there is a person who could be suitable for the position of General Sergeant. However, for the Rear Admiral Seaman, although I have a recommendation, I do not know if this person would match your intentions."

Vijay asked, interested, "Tell me, I will decide that."

"Your Majesty, I would like to recommend Sergeant Harish for this duty. He is one of the best-performing sergeants of the military academy. Also, he has a very good track record; it was he who trained both Dinesh Rati and Lingesh, the two captains of the special forces."

Vijay was satisfied with the resume mentioned by Aditya, so he asked, "Do you have the details about this Harrish?"

Aditya quickly signalled to his subordinate to bring the file and replied to His Majesty, "It will be brought to you in a few moments, Your Majesty." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"What about the Rear Admiral Seaman?"

"Your Majesty, I do have a recommendation, but he is not from our subcontinent."

Vijay was taken aback that Aditya would recommend a foreigner to wield this power. Still, he was curious and asked, "Who is it?"

"Your Majesty, this person is called John. He was a Dutch prisoner of war. Due to being cleared of any suspicions of harming any citizen of Bharat, he was given leniency and soon made use of his knowledge and put to teaching in the Bharatiya Naval Academy. He performed exceptionally well and has a very good track record.

Unfortunately, due to him being a foreigner, the resources he is being paid are not equal to the job he is doing."

Vijay was surprised by this information. He hadn’t known there was a Dutchman in his ranks who was so talented. As for the pay gap, it was only natural; he was from a rival country after all. Vijay fell into deep thought.

In the meantime, Aditya’s subordinates handed over two files to him. Aditya, making sure it was the right one, placed it in front of Vijay. Vijay quickly went through both documents again, confirming that these could be the people he needed. Surprisingly, although John had not converted, he now had a Bharatiya last name. Now, he was called John Ramdev.

To Vijay’s surprise, he was also the person who trained the three naval commanders of the Empire: Gautam, Sarvesh, and Akhil. Vijay thought for a moment and decided to give this white man a chance. At most, he would arrange a few more people around him to keep watch.

"Okay, Aditya, I have decided. You can leave now."

"Of course, Your Majesty. Delighted to be of service."

Vijay quickly called in Butler Ravichandra Rao and had him draft letters of appointment for both Harish and John Ramdev.

Bhagya Nagaram Military Academy, Kakatiya Puri State ( Andra pradesh), Dakshin Bharatiya Empire.

"Move your asses, maggots! I need 5 rounds around the ground now!" Sergeant Harish yelled at the new recruits. He was in the cafeteria, urging his newcomers to follow the schedule and not exceed the allocated time for their lunch.

The recruits, seeing the Devil Sergeant, quickly filled their mouths with as much food as they could and ran towards the training ground.

Seeing the empty cafeteria, Harish was satisfied and was about to leave, but suddenly he was stopped by the cook.

"Hey, Uncle Harish, you think Dinesh is alright? He hasn’t come to see me in many, many, many days."

Sergeant Harish recognized the cook, it was the same boy Dinesh had asked a job for. It wasn’t easy finding a job for this boy, as he was generally very stupid and did not understand anything quickly. But surprisingly, for some reason, he was a very good cook. The dishes he cooked were almost as good as the food found on Bukha Youdha Street.

His food was so delicious that the upper management of the academy called him the secret treasure of Bhagya Nagaram Military Academy.

"Dinesh is now a captain of a very secret organization, boy. The last I know, he is in a covert operation and even I don’t know where he is. But don’t worry, he is a tough nut; he will not succumb so easily."

Hearing this, Nandan was delighted and quickly took out a pastry he had baked and gave it to Sergeant Harish.

"Payment, take it," he said.

Sergeant Harish couldn’t help but be amused by Nandan’s behaviour. But still, who would refuse such a delicious treat? "Alright then, thank you for purchasing my services," he said and quickly left the cafeteria. Along the way, he ate the pastry and thought it was the most delicious treat he had ever eaten.

When he was about to go to the ground to make sure that the recruits were following his orders, he was stopped and asked to go to the director’s office.

"Director?" he asked as soon as he entered the director’s office.

"You no longer have to call me director, Harish. His Majesty has a new appointment for you. Here, take it."

Harish was intrigued, even more surprised as to how a small figure like him had caught the attention of His Majesty. Opening the letter, which was sealed by the Royal family and the Empire’s military division, he found a letter of appointment inside.

Reading the letter, he was overwhelmed. Such a big responsibility suddenly fell on him; he did not know how to react. Although it was temporary, he would theoretically have control over almost 100,000 recruits, tasked with shaping them up and making them war-ready.

But soon, his hesitation disappeared as he rose to the challenge. He saluted the director of the academy for the last time as he left for the capital to accept his new position.

"I wish you good luck, Harish. Do the empire proud," the director said as Harish exited the room.

Harish did feel a little disappointed and sad that he would not be able to eat the food made by the kid anymore, but this opportunity given to him was more important. Oh, so now that he thought about it, couldn’t he just take the boy under his command? Well, he would do it once he took up the post.

Paradeep Naval Academy, Gangapuri state (Odisha), Dakshin Bhartiya Empire.

"Hey, Ramdev, the director is calling you," John was suddenly informed while he was training the new recruits. He quickly assigned some tasks to his class and swiftly left for the director’s office. Ever since he decided to be called as John Ramdev, people had stopped calling him by his original name, John. But he was not disappointed; on the contrary, this was exactly what he wanted.

The only reason he chose this name was that he could fit in.

Inside the director’s office, John received the same letter that was given to Harish. Reading the letter, he was overwhelmed. He was already satisfied with being a teacher for the rest of his life, and he even started to develop a liking for this job. But suddenly, such a big opportunity fell from the sky. As a foreigner, he could not imagine why His Majesty chose him.

But still, this was his opportunity, so he accepted. Maybe he could request His Majesty about his plea, he thought.

Vijay, who was in the Royal Palace, was quickly informed by Aditya that Harish and John had both agreed to take the post.

Vijay nodded his head and was about to leave as he called for another military meeting, having decided on the general direction of the attack. His eyes were sharp as if he were about to hunt prey.

Aditya was pretty intimidated, but he conveyed his message nonetheless. "Your Majesty, John had a request. I’m not sure if it should be fulfilled."

"What is it?" Vijay asked, now doubting whether his choice was right.

"Your Majesty, John requested to bring his daughter to the Dakshin Bharatiya Empire."

Vijay pondered for a moment. Wasn’t this guy John a noble? Wouldn’t his daughter be well off in Europe? Why does he want to bring her here? But it was none of his business, and mostly this request wasn’t too much. "I see.

Inform the Portuguese; They have a good relationship with the Dutch. They should be able to help."