November 23rd, 1655
The city of Makran, Southeastern part of the Safavid Empire, on the Gulf of Oman.
11:00 PM
Sarvesh, who was up on the tree, wore an expression of disbelief on his face because he couldn't believe how easy it was to split the large army, composed of 8000 soldiers, into two separate groups.
"Don't these guys first send a scout to make sure that the gunshot was not a distraction or a trap?" Sarvesh asked himself as he found that the way these Safavid troops were commanded was almost like their leader was a novice.