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phant rushed with fury and was the next moment torn into two pieces by 
two Bhils named Moria and Bhuria. This was followed by a fierce out- 
rush of all the Bhils. They fell on the ranks of Ala-uddin and seemed as 
if angry legions of bears and monkeys were destroying the golden fields 
of Ceylon. 
There was a play of daggers which stabbed many a warrior to death. 
“ Behold, Vazir,” said Alé-uddin to Mihram Khan, “ behold how the Bhils 
fight. They are making a rush at our men like so many enraged bears.” 
Bhoj and Sikandar met. “Raise your sword, Mir, raise your sword at 
first,” exclaimed the brave Bhil. “Pity, pity, old man, I pity your old 
age,” replied the Mir. Bhoj burned with anger. He ran a dagger with 
violence into the bowels of Sikandar. The latter laughed and struck the 
former dead in an instant. Down dropped the head, but lo! the body rose 
and made a fearful rush, committing a great massacre. Sikandar fell, and a 
beautiful Houri came down and took him up to Paradise. Innumerable 
soldiers of Kandahar fell with him. The trunk of the brave Bhil danced 
on the field and yet stopped not its work of destruction. It rushed and 
rushed on with unspeakable fury. The imperial forces withdrew. 
The loss on the Muhammadan side was 25,000 soldiers of Kashmir, 
30,000 Kandaharis with Sikandar at their head, and ten Mirs headed by Ali 
Sher, while that on the Hindi was 2000 Bhils with Bhoj. 
The troops of Ala-uddin ran away in confusion. Hamir alighted from 
his elephant and came to the corpse of the brave Bhoj. He could not sup- 
press his feelings ; he wept; he said: “ Who can measure the agony of 
my heart? Bhoj, my dear companion, is dead. You were unsurpassed in 
bravery, mighty Bhil, and are now glorious in immortality. Oh! that I 
could follow you to that region of felicity whose gates have been open to 
receive you with honour. Glory to you, bravest of heroes, faithful to the 
salt.” 
While Hamir was lamenting the death of the Bhil, Jayan Sikandar 
came unawares and rushed at the Rao to seize him. But he was dis- 
appointed. The Chohan troops arrived in time, and Hamir mounted on his 
elephant. 
The emperor’s blood boiled at the sight of his men flying away from 
the field. ‘“‘ Why fly away, cowards, why fly away from the field? You 
have all been fed on the richest food and have enjoyed many blessings under 
my rule. What! to fly away and love life and interest at this critical 
moment and to heap shame on my head !” 
All the heroes were stimulated. They rushed again to fight with Ha- 
mir. 200,000 of Kandaharis with Jayan Sikandar at their head marched, 
while Hamir, for the sake of truth and religion, made his soldiers ready for 
