Afrasiab Casts Down His Sword

From C2.27, The Iranians Defeat Afrasiab. It illustrates C2.27.20–25:

C2.27.20
The horsemen’s heads fell thick as leaves in storm;Turan’s proud lines dissolved and lost their form.
C2.27.21
Blood flowed in streams; the Turkish standard sank;The field ran red through every broken rank.
C2.27.22
The king saw all his warriors crushed and slain,And knew his luck had turned upon the plain.
C2.27.23
He cast his Indian sword upon the ground,And mounted a fresh horse that he had found.
C2.27.24
He and his chosen chiefs to Turan fled;His hope of vengeance on Iran lay dead.
C2.27.25
Brave Rostam followed closely in their flight,Pursuing Afrasiab with all his might.