Among the Turanian host dwelt a sorcerer named Bazur, a master of deception and dark arts who knew both the Chinese arcana and the Pahlavi tongue. Seeing the unyielding resilience of the Iranian warriors, Piran Viseh summoned Bazur and commanded him to scale the mountain peak and conjure a deadly blizzard to freeze the limbs of the Iranian army. Bazur ascended the crag, and instantly a pitch-black cloud veiled the sky, unleashing a monstrous tempests of snow and bone-chilling frost. The bitter freeze locked the hands of the Iranian spearmen to their shafts, rendering them incapable of drawing bow or brandishing blade.
Perceiving the helplessness of the frozen defenders, Piran ordered Houman to launch a devastating charge. Houman swept down like a raging demon, carving through the defenseless Iranian ranks until the battlefield turned into a vast sea of blood and snow. The soil was covered with fallen champions, their limbs frozen and severed, unable to turn their horses or lift their shields.
In their direst hour, Tus, Goudarz, and the Iranian chieftains raised their hands toward Heaven, crying out to the Almighty God, praying for deliverance from this demonic sorcery. As their prayers echoed, a knowledgeable man approached Rohham and pointed out the high peak where Bazur stood weaving his spells. Rohham tucked the skirt of his armor into his belt and clambered up the jagged mountain on foot. Seeing Rohham approach, the sorcerer attacked with a heavy mace of Chinese steel, but Rohham swiftly drew his sharp blade and struck off the wizard's arm. Instantly, the roaring blizzard dissipated, the dark clouds dissolved, and the radiant sun shone once more.
Rohham descended the mountain with the sorcerer's severed arm bound to his saddle and reported the deed to his father Goudarz. Yet when the champions looked back upon the plain, they beheld a terrifying sight: thousands of brave Iranians lay slaughtered upon the crimson snow. Goudarz wept bitterly for his slain sons and kin, tearing his robes in agony. Realizing that further open battle meant absolute annihilation, Tus and Goudarz ordered the surviving host to withdraw to the high strongholds of Mount Hamavon. There, they regrouped their forces and dispatched a swift courier to King Kay Khosrow, begging him to send Rostam and fresh reinforcements before the royal line of Iran's champions was wiped out entirely.