The Words of Daqiqi

The renowned and fortunate king came back from the battlefield to his throne. He said to Bastur: at dawn tomorrow, lead the army toward our famous homeland. The commander came at daybreak, beat the war drum, and set the baggage in order. They turned their faces toward Iran, all with dazzled hearts and eager for war. They carried off all the wounded too, and left nothing behind of the spoils. They took them back to the land of Iran and handed them over to skilled physicians. When the king of the world returned to his place, he gave the royal fortune to his eldest son. The blessed king gave the army to Bastur; such was the custom and justice of the Persians. He gave him ten thousand of the noble, warrior riders and wielders of the lance. He commanded and said: Brave warrior, go and chase after the king of Turan. Pass through the lands of Aytash and Khallukh; kill whoever you find, to avenge my father. Whatever he might need for the task, he gave him, without limit and beyond counting. At once Bastur led that army away, while the king of the world, upon his throne, sat and placed the royal crown on his head, and granted audience to the whole army. He opened the treasury and, with its riches, fully outfitted the army. He gave cities to all the chiefs too; no one was left without a gift. To whoever deserved a kingdom he gave one; whoever needed rank, he raised in rank. When he had provided fittingly for their affairs, he sent them back to their homes. He strode to the throne, closed the gate, and settled in the royal palace. He ordered that a fire be kindled, and they burned aloe wood and amber upon it. They made its floor pure with gold; all its firewood was aloe, and its ashes amber. He had the whole palace fashioned well and named it the Hall of the Gushtaspians. He ordered that at the door of its dome they place Jamasp, his chief priest. He wrote a letter to his frontier guardians: the Lord has not left us abandoned. He turned our dark nights into day, and made the Kayanids victorious everywhere. The wicked Arjasp was cursed and disgraced; such is the way of the world's Creator. When you hear of your king's victory, give offerings to the keepers of the sacred fire. When the Caesar, that king of Rome, learned that this king had triumphed and cursed Arjasp had fallen, he sent a messenger with treasures, servants, and richly adorned horses. The king of the idol-worshippers, the rajas of India, and the kings of Sind paid him tribute.