Father and Son Clash with Gorz

From B8.18, Rostam and Sohrab Meet in Combat. It illustrates B8.18.2–11:

B8.18.2
They chose a narrow field, hard-packed and tight,And drove short spears together in the fight.
B8.18.3
Their points were shattered and their shafts were shorn,Then both turned reins to left as shafts were torn.
B8.18.4
Then wheeling round, with Indian blades they closed,And sparks like lightning from their weapons rose.
B8.18.5
Their blades rang out like thunder, stroke on stroke,As if the Day of Doom upon them broke.
B8.18.6
Then each took up the gorz with crushing might,And bent the iron in the press of fight.
B8.18.7
Their horses’ bargostvans all fell and tore,While jowshans ripped beneath the blows they bore.
B8.18.8
Their chargers reeled beneath the iron hail,The riders strained, their battered jowshans frail.
B8.18.9
Their jowshans rent, their strength turned into pain;Both hands and arms grew weak beneath the strain.
B8.18.10
With sweat-drenched limbs and mouths all choked with dust,Their tongues cracked dry beneath the battle’s thrust.
B8.18.11
At length they parted, wearied to the bone,The father in grief, his son with courage flown.