This was but the beginning of the greatness of Dupleix.  After some months of fighting, negotiation and intrigue, his ability and good fortune seemed to have prevailed everywhere.  Nazir Jung perished by the hands of his own followers; Mirzapha Jung was master of the Deccan; and the triumph of French arms and French policy was complete.  At Pondicherry all was exultation and festivity.  Salutes were fired from the batteries, and Te Deum sung in the churches.  The new Nizam came thither to visit his allies; and the ceremony of his installation was performed there with great pomp.  Dupleix, dressed in the garb worn by Mahommedans of the highest rank, entered the town in the same palanquin with the Nizam, and, in the pageant which followed, took precedence of all the court.  He was declared Governor of India from the river Kristna to Cape Comorin, a country about as large as France, with authority superior even to that of Chunda Sahib.  He was intrusted with the command of seven thousand cavalry.  It was announced that no mint would be suffered to exist in the Carnatic except that at Pondicherry.  A large portion of the treasures which former Viceroys of the Deccan had accumulated had found its way into the coffers of the French governor.  It was rumoured that he had received two hundred thousand pounds sterling in money, besides many valuable jewels.  In fact, there could scarcely be any limit to his gains.  He now ruled thirty millions of people with almost absolute power.  No honour or emolument could be obtained from the government but by his intervention.  No petition, unless signed by him, was perused by the Nizam.

Mirzapha Jung survived his elevation only a few months, But another prince of the same house was raised to the throne by French influence, and ratified all the promises of his predecessor.  Dupleix was now the greatest potentate in India.

His countrymen boasted that his name was mentioned with awe even in the chambers of the palace of Delhi.  The native population looked with amazement on the progress which, in the short space of four years, an European adventurer had made towards dominion in Asia.  Nor was the vainglorious Frenchman content with the reality of power.  He loved to display his greatness with arrogant ostentation before the eyes of his subjects and of his rivals.  Near the spot where his policy had obtained its chief triumph, by the fall of Nazir Jung, and the elevation of Mirzapha, he determined to erect a column, on the four sides of which four pompous inscriptions, in four languages, should proclaim his glory to all the nations of the East.  Medals stamped with emblems of his successes were buried beneath the foundations of his stately pillar, and round it arose a town bearing the haughty name of Dupleix Fatihabad, which is, being interpreted, the City of the Victory of Dupleix.