Around his neck he
wears a gold Mohammed with a long beard. And this Mohammed
carries a small child holding onto his neck as he crosses a
river. And that must be the one who helps him in his battles."
The King of Lower India haughtily replied:
"Show him to me. I will avenge you even if he has ten Mohammeds
in his belly."
His men quickly mounted their horses and bore down upon the
Christians. Shouting wildly, like madmen, they went into battle,
and soon you could see horses running around without riders.
When Tirant broke his lance, he made use of his ax, and he
wounded or gave death with every blow. The two kings drew up to
Tirant and wounded him with the point of a sword. Finding
himself wounded, Tirant cried out:
"Oh, king, you who have dealt me a deadly wound according to the
great pain I feel, before I enter hell, you will go before me as
a messenger to open he gates, for I will send you there
quickly!"
He brought his ax down on the king's head, splitting it into two
parts, and the king fell at the feet of his horses.
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