268 A TRANSLATION OF THE KEDDAH ANNALS. 
The very numerous forces of the mantris having been all 
collected and found well armed, they arranged them into four 
bodies, for each of the four angles of the fort. The war 
drum was then beaten in order to raise the valor of those who 
might be afraid. Then the four columns inarched at once, 
and simultaneously assaulted with terrific shouts, the four 
angles of the fort. Raja Bersiyong too was not idle, he buck¬ 
led on his arms, and about his waist he rolled a cashmir shawl 
which was forty yards long. Around his head he wreathed a 
twisted fillet of cloth, and lie put on his person a gold enamell¬ 
ed kris. A scarf covered his shoulders, the two ends falling 
down behind, and his jacket was of gold flowered satin of the 
kind called biji bay am luruh or scattered seeds of greens.” 
His appearance was surprising, and he looked as if he would 
set the whole universe in fire. He wielded a barbed and 
shining spear. 
Being fully equipped he rushed out of his palace and along 
the ramparts, directing the guns to be shotted and fired, and 
spears, and other missiles to be cast down at the assailants, 
and all the gates of the fort to be closed and locked. The 
noise and uproar arising from the combatants at the argles of 
the fort shook the very walls, while the volumes of smoke 
from the unshotted guns, turned day into night. Thunder 
could not have been heard amidst such a tumult of comba¬ 
tants. How then could Ihe cries and lamentations of the 
terrified women and children be heard. 
Now the four ministers observed with apprehension, that 
the ground was quite slippery, so as to prevent their men ap¬ 
proaching the waits, until the sharp stakes had all been thrown 
at them from above. However they were not wounded but 
only bruized a little by these missiles. The four ministers 
were greatly enraged and quickly ordered half of their men 
to go and cut wood in order to make ladders or siggei and 
torches for scaling the walls. When the men heard this 
order some of them staid to fight, another party went to cut 
the wood required, while a third, which bad been just about 
to climb the wall heeded not the din, but bore the brunt of 
the attack made on them by those from within the fort. 
Those few who succeeded in reaching the top of the wall 
dropped down again like flowers falling from the branches of 
a tree, or like children at play. The bright arms flashed like 
lightning through the murky clouds of smoke, and both sides 
tought sturdily for seven successive days and nights, deaf to 
the noise and confusion, and without fear. 
Raja Bersiyong supposed that the slaughter all this while 
