The rebellion started in Chittor and they were ready to fight. Jaimal and Fatah were ready to fight. Akbar found out and got angry. He was ready to fight as well. Akbar called all of his generals and Soobas. He respected them and mobilized his army. He handed out weapons to the calvary and other regiments. Canons, guns and spears were ready. His soldiers were eager to fight. They had inspiration in their hearts. Akbar went to do Ardaas to Peers and holy sites, distributing the Shirni. He went to Ajmer and placed his bow there to win the war. It was believed that if the bow was strung by itself, the person would win the war. The Shah was happy, like a lion. He set off from there, sounding the Nagaras, Napheeryas and Ransinghas. He stopped along the way and eventually reached Chittorgarh.
Akbar’s army surrounded the fort and got ready to attack. The canons fired like thunder and made the mountains tremble. Tunnels were made to breach the perimeter of the fort. The Rajputs had consumed opium and were ready to fight. Their faces were red with anger in their minds. They brought out their swords and came into the battlefield like two lions. They came out and attacked Akbar’s army with bravery. They killed many warriors, running and striking. Sirohis and Teghas were used to fight. Guns were fired. There was blood everywhere. They were drenched in blood, looking as though they had played Holi. One blow would kill many. It was chaos all around. There were charges upon charges. The Nagaras were sounding from both sides, along with dhols and Napheeryas. The canons and swivel guns fired. Maaroo Raag could be heard. Bullets were flying everywhere. The soldiers died and mixed in the dust. The Canons shook the mountains. There were thousands of soldiers and a lot of noise. Limbs were cut; swords were swung. Some lost their weapons and started to wrestle. Some lost their arms, some lost their legs. Soldiers were dead. Some were unconscious. The soldiers that were hit with bullets and sliced with swords, were down on the ground. Spears were thrown, that pierced the chests. Gunpowder was flying. The vultures circled the sky above to eat the flesh of the dead. The brave warriors fought with their chests out. Heads were rolling. Vultures ate the flesh. Dogs ate the flesh. There were bodies everywhere. The 64 Kaljognis of Kaali Mata came and drank the blood with their human skull bowls. Jaimal and Fatah came into the battlefield like drunk elephants. They fired their guns and killed the front line of the Mughals. The Shah’s army came face to face with the Rajput army. The warriors faced each other. Sharp metal was struck. The Namashkarnis (guns) had sparks coming out of their barrels, like lava spewing from a volcano. The bullets rained like hail and lumps of coal. The bullets broke the faces of the soldiers. Some ran away, afraid of the gruesomeness. The Turks surrounded the Rajputs and said: “kill them! Grab them! Surround them! Don’t let them go! Run and stop them!” When the Rajputs were stopped, they became angrier. Jaimal and Fatah stood their ground. They were fighting in Bir Ras. Their eyebrows were clenched together, their eyes were red. They fired guns and then threw their spears. They swung their axes and took out their Teghas. They fought with their swords and cut many soldiers. Both sides fought, facing each other. So many fell, eating their swords, suffering on the ground. They lost their limbs and fell to the ground, fainting. The warriors were cut and fell. The ones that died, facing death straight in the face, went to Heaven. They did not step back, even one step. Blood was all over the earth. Many dead were on the ground. There were many feet and limbs on the ground. Intestines were scattered all over the ground. Broken swords and broken chest plates were everywhere. Jaimal and Fatah did not step backwards at all. They caused so much blood to spill. The bodies piled up, hands and feet were cut. Organs were seen; hair was everywhere. Horses and elephants lay dead. Many weapons were on the ground. The bodies were pierced, with spears still in them. Bullets had pierced many bodies. Some were suffering in pain and asked for water. They yelled out: “hai hai,” in pain. Dogs and vultures dragged the body parts. Crows and vultures were satiated on the battlefield. There were charges after charges. There was chaos on the field. Many had died and gone to the dimension of the Jumm. In this way the battle raged on. Jaimal and Fatah gave the enemy a good run. The Rajputs caused a lot of damage and went back into the fort. The Turk army began to advance forward and surrounded the fort. They fired the canons. Bullets were fired from inside the fort which caused a lot of damage to the Mughals. Many soldiers came out and in, taking on many wounds.
In this way, many months passed, with the battle raging on. The soldiers laid injured, like intoxicated Malangs. The bullets rained, the gunpower was lit. The sound of the guns made the cowards run away. It was as though lightening was shining, when the rifles fired. They would make preparations and attack again. Jaimal and Fatah would come out sometimes to fight and kill many. Both armies killed many. The limbs were cut and mixed into the dust. They fought to fatigue. They would fight and go back to their armies. Many years passed in this war. Akbar could not win the fort. They fought in trenches. Many bullets would fly. Canons were fired everyday. Bullets and cannonballs struck and injured many. Sometimes a fierce charge would be made with guns. They ran and fought, fighting face on. Canons were prepared and fired. They were aimed and shot once. Many strategies were used to fight. Akbar wanted to win this war. Soldiers from both sides died. Both sides wanted their kings to win. They fought with valour. The Nagaras from both sides kept sounding. Both kings fought with eagerness. The Chittorgarh Fort was surrounded. Many women were widowed. Both sides wanted to win. Some soldiers fought for money. Some had their own intentions. Akbar had the fort surrounded but he could not win. They were losing confidence. Many years passed but victory was far. Akbar visited many Saints and Peers but it was of no use. In this way the perimeter was kept. Akbar was within the army. It had been many years for this battle but there was no victory in sight. None of the sides backed down.