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flowed from the field. The huge carcases of horses and elephants, piled in 
heaps, formed its banks ; the wheels of war-chariots caused currents. The 
bows driven by a gentle wind looked like waves, the hands and legs like 
serpents, and fingers with rings on them like shoals of shrimps, the heads 
surmounted by red turbans like lotuses, the shady eye-brows like the 
black-bee, and the hair like mosses. The bathing-places were where the 
heroes were vaunting each of his might. The Yoginis, filling their basins 
with the red liquid, looked like a troop of beautiful women filling their jars 
and pitchers, and Bhairavs, Sambhu and Kalika, dancing with great glee, 
like persons coming to bathe in the sacred months of Bysak and Kartika 
(April and October). 
The living remainder of the troops of Ala-uddin withdrew in fear and 
shame. Standing on the field, the mighty Hamir roared likealion. Many 
jackals, valtures and kites flew hither and thither, feasting on flesh and blood. 
The flashing sword of Hamir fell on the head of Shah Sikandar 
Jahan. Down dropped his enormous head with a crash. 125,000 Kanda- 
haris were put to the sword. Besides, 100,000 of Ala-uddin’s own troops, 
500 elephants and 10 Mirs fell. Here are the names of the last-named. 
Shesh, Mahesh, Murad, Muhabbat, Muzaffar Ali, Nur, Askar Ali, Nizim 
Ali, Sikandar Sh4h, Nur-uddin. 
The wounded heroes raved here and there, quite furious and blood- 
thirsty. The bright car of the sun stopped as if its majestic rider would 
take a view of this dreadful spectacle. Even gods were taken aback. They 
wondered at the military prowess of Hamir and looked with admiration at 
the field of carnage. The gates of heaven were opened, and all the slain 
were taken above, the Hindtis by handsome Apsaras, and the Muham- 
madans by black-eyed Houris. The loss of the Chohans was four heroes 
only. 
“Hara, Hara, Hara” shouted the bold Hamir and, mounted on his 
elephant, rushed at the emperor. His reeking sword flashed in his hand, 
He exclaimed, “Come on, Ala-uddin, come and fight with me, draw your 
sword, fight with me, come along.” The emperor became greatly enraged. 
Full of anger, he rushed to go in front of the Chohan prince. But his 
troops would not advance a step. The mighty Rao was a lion in fight, 
therefore they feared to come before him. Some Mirs and Vazirs only 
were with Ald-uddin. 
“ How is this, Vazir,” said the emperor to Mihram Khan, “ where 
are my forces? On whatever side I cast my eyes, I see none but the mass- 
es of the Chohan army.” 
Mihram Khin replied.— The best counsel, I can offer your Majesty, 
is to make friends with the Chohans and live in peace.” 
