When nine hours of the day had passed and the sun began its descent across the revolving heavens, King Kay Khosrow entered the plain of battle. The chieftains, renowned champions, and warriors rushed forth to greet the sovereign, while the wise offered prayers of exaltation. The King remained astride his charger so that the entire host might behold his face, showering blessings upon his troops and praying for the earth to flourish through their valour.
Behind the main army, the commander Goudarz marched like an unshakable mountain with his kin. The heads of the slain Turanian champions hung downward from their saddles, their armor and garments drenched in gore. The ten defeated Turanian warlords were brought forward. When Goudarz beheld Khosrow from afar, he dismounted in reverence, fell upon the earth, and prostrated before the monarch. He presented each slain foe to Khosrow, describing the duels fought by each Iranian champion. Meanwhile, Giv brought forward Garwi Zereh bound in heavy chains, along with the lifeless body of the brave commander Piran Viseh.
Swiftly, King Khosrow dismounted and prostrated himself before Almighty God, giving thanks for the supreme victory and dominion bestowed upon his realm. He showered praises upon Goudarz and his illustrious clan, declaring that they had burned like a fierce fire to extinguish the enemies of Iran. The King pledged his treasures and royal patronage to his heroic champions, withholding nothing from them.
Thereafter, Khosrow inspected the fallen. When his eyes fell upon the corpse of Piran Viseh, tears of blood streamed from his eyes. Memories of Piran's past kindnesses flared like fire in his breast. The King lamented the cruelty of fate, comparing bad fortune to a savage dragon that entangles even the fiercest lion. He recalled how Piran had once protected him in his youth and grieved for Siyavash, yet how Ahriman had corrupted his heart, binding his destiny to the tyranny of Afrasiab. Khosrow wept that he had wished to bestow a throne and crown upon Piran, but fate decreed that Goudarz's javelin would end the commander's life.
Khosrow commanded that Piran's body be anointed with pure musk, camphor, ambergris, and rosewater, and shrouded in rich Roman silk. He ordered a towering tomb built whose roof touched the heavens, placing a golden throne within where Piran was laid to rest adorned with his crown and belt of state.
Then Khosrow turned his gaze upon Garwi Zereh—a hideous, demon-like wretch with matted hair. Invoking the Lord of the Universe, Khosrow swore vengeance for the innocent blood of his father Siyavash. He commanded that Garwi Zereh be stretched and bound tightly, his head severed like a sheep, and his carcass thrown into the river. Having restored justice, Khosrow remained on the field to organize his host, bestowing the realm of Isfahan along with a crown of greatness upon Goudarz for his supreme victory.