15 years later. Pratap has 4,000 Bhil archers, 800 Rajput cavalry, and a plan. He doesn’t charge. He traps. He lures 40,000 Mughal troops into a valley. His archers (silent, poisoned arrows) pick off officers. His cavalry attacks supply lines. For 3 days, the Mughal army starves and breaks. The final image is not a sword fight with Akbar. It is Pratap standing on a hill, watching the Mughal flag being lowered from a distant fort. He does not smile. He turns to Rupa’s son (now a young Bhil archer) and says: “Come. We have more forts to build.”
“Not a single fort, but an unbreakable will.”