Farfuriyus Flees the Field

From D13.13, Anooshirvan Defeats Caesar’s Army. It illustrates D13.13.13–21:

D13.13.13
Then foam came to his lips; he gave commandThat all the army should in order stand.
D13.13.14
So line with line confronted on the ground,And dust-choked air could find no passage round.
D13.13.15
A glorious gathering filled the battlefield,Proud chiefs and men with scimitars to wield.
D13.13.16
All loins were girded tightly for the fight;The great, the wise, the royal seed of might.
D13.13.17
Their swords were tempered in the blood of foes,And keen enough to cleave the clouds that rose.
D13.13.18
The foe had no more respite in that placeThan hunted prey when leopards spring in chase.
D13.13.19
The Roman dead lay heaped across the plain;The wounded soldiers left the fight in pain.
D13.13.20
Farfuriyus, now wounded, fled the fray;Flag shredded, tabiras upturned that day.
D13.13.21
Iranian horsemen chased them at full pace,Like leopards hunting wild sheep in the chase.