Part 4

The blessed Zal said to Rostam: Take up your mace and lift your horse's mane high. Ride hard until you reach Mount Alborz, and pick out a united army there. Give your praise and greeting to Kay Qobad, and waste not even a moment before him. In two weeks you must be back here; day and night, never rest from the ride. Tell him: The army has chosen you, and set out the royal throne in your honor. For we see no one but you worthy of the crown of the kings; O king, come to our rescue. The mighty Rostam swept the ground with his eyelashes in homage, bound his belt at his waist, and rushed off like the wind.