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When Sargal Noyon Khan had left to go home,
Geser led his thirty three warriors,
Making a straight road in a land with no roads,
Making a pass where mountains blocked their way,
Even if the road was far they rode on,
Even if a river was wide they crossed it,
In the places where the road was white with snow,
Where the magpie cried to mark the winter months,
They put on their foxfur hats and trotted on,
In the places where the road was muddy,
Where the thrush sang to mark the summer months,
They unbottoned their silk deels and rode on.
Going with all their might,
Riding as fast as they could,
Coming to the very beginning of the east,
An ugly looking land,
A poor and meager country,
Dried up, withered, and full of grief,
A place of three marshy rivers,
A place of slippery slopes,
A land of evil spirits and demons,
A scorching hot land,
A dark sunless land,
A dry place devoid of plants,
They came to the twin peaks
The home of Gal Nurman Khan.
Climbing to the summit of the twin peaks,
Looking down on his land,
The herds of Gal Nurman Khan
Were like dust scattered over the land;
His subjects were as numerous
As the trees of the forest.
When they had seen this
Abai Geser said to his thirty three warriors:
“Gal Nurman Khan has not given us any sign,
He has not yet come out.
He is a very powerful demon.
We have come to his land to make war,
In what way shall I attack him,
How shall we come before the enemy?”
Asking these things of them
The thirty three warriors had no ideas.
At that very time Gal Nurman Khan,
Knowing that Geser had come to the twin peaks,
Knew what was happening very well,
He understood very well.
He therefore opened his great book with his thumb,
He opened his old book with his bloody fingers,
When he was looking and reading
He sat and said to himself:
“He who came to restore order
To the land of the Tugshen khans,
He who came to turn around
Their history and good fortune,
He who came to bring life and happiness
To the people and living things,
Abai Geser who has a body as massive as a ger,
Has come to the twin peaks with his thirty three warriors.”
Understanding as he read aloud,
Thinking and making judgment,
He compared the powers of Geser with his own.
Geser had the power of four Nasarangi tenger in his two hands,
He had the power of four dragons in his feet,
In his deep chest he has the strength of four liquors.
He had the ability to change himself into two hundred forms,
He had the ability to shift himself into a hundred and three shapes,
Gal Nurman Khan compared his powers with Geser’s:
He had the power of eight Nasarangi tenger in his two hands,
He had the power of eight dragons in his feet,
In his deep chest he had the strength of eight liquors,
He had the ability to change himself into two thousand forms,
He had the ability to shift himself into a thousand and three shapes.
Compared with the manly abilities of Gal Nurman Khan
Abai Geser was merely a little boy;
He was destined to be defeated;
Compared with the strength of his dappled grey horse
Beligen the bay horse was like a colt;
It was destined to be a bloodbath.
This having happened
Gal Nurman Khan summoned Manzan Shuumar Baatar to come,
He called him to come into his house.
When Manzan Shuumar Baatar came to him
Gal Nurman Khan said to him:
“He who came from the eternal yellow lake,
He who lives on the shores of the Muren River,
Abai Geser with a body as massive as a ger,
Comes with his thirty three warriors
Scheming with his red hot hatred,
He has come to my twin peaks.
My warrior Manzan Shuumar
Throw the golden divination bone!
If it falls facing up
I will defeat Abai Geser,
If it falls facing down
Geser will defeat me.”
When Manzan Shuumar Baatar threw the bone
It fell down facing up.
When he explained its meaning
The magic of benevolent Sargal Noyon Khan
Turned his tongue around,
Making him say the opposite of what he saw.
Manzan Shuumar Baatar said to the khan:
“My Gal Nurman Khan
If you are to defeat Abai Geser
The bone has fallen the wrong way,
It fell facing down.”
Gal Nurman Khan became very angry,
His mouth gaping in his fury,
He demanded that Manzan Shuumar
Throw the bone one more time.
When it was thrown the second time
It once more lay facing up.
When Manzan Shuumar Baatar spoke
The magic of benevolent Sargal Noyon Khan
Once more confused his tongue.
Saying the wrong thing
His thoughts being confused,
He spoke to Gal Nurman Khan:
“My Gal Nurman Khan
If you are to defeat Abai Geser
The bone has once more fallen the wrong way,
It fell facing down.”
The white hairs on Gal Nurman Khan’s head stood up,
He gnashed the white teeth in his mouth:
“You are an offensive man,
Throw it a third time!”
Manzan Shuumar Baatar threw the bone a third time;
Once again it fell facing up.
When Manzan Shuumar tried to speak
The magic of benevolent Sargal Noyon Khan
Turned his tongue around,
Making him speak the opposite of what he saw.
Manzan Shuumar said to Gal Nurman Khan:
“My Gal Nurman Khan,
If you are to defeat Abai Geser
When I threw the bone a third time
It still fell the wrong way, facing down.”
When he said this Gal Nurman Khan
Was crying, complaining, and yelling.
His fury set the earth on fire.
Grabbing up Manzan Shuumar as if he were a pine needle,
He beat the earth with his head,
He thrashed the heavens with his feet,
He was very greatly offended,
Throwing him out of his iron palace,
Manzan Shuumar fell lying face down.
Gal Nurman Khan’s wife Galtai Goohon
Quickly came to his side,
She spoke persuasively:
“My Gal Nurman Khan
You have been offended too easily,
You are certainly more powerful than Abai Geser!”
When his wife’s words had cheered him
He jumped up from his throne,
Breaking the ceiling of the chamber with his head.
This having happened he made quick preparations,
He made wise preparations.
He prepared himself for battle with Abai Geser.
Looking down from the summit of the twin peaks,
He saw Abai Geser doing frightful things.
When Gal Nurman Khan saw this
His black eyes turned dark,
His black hot blood became thick,
In Gal Nurman Khan’s bald head
He was thinking many thoughts,
In his black motley heart
He spoke many words to himself,
Thinking that his power was not enough
Thinking his strength was too little he was blue.
This having happened
Abai Geser made a shaman ritual,
Worshipping and making a tailgan
He asked the tenger to make his body sensitive,
He asked the gods to make his blood hot,
He sacrificed many horses and cattle,
He offered up the best of liquors,
He worshipped at the twin peaks.
At the skirts of the twin peaks
He erected a young tree as tuurge,
Scattering white grains to the spirits,
Offering flour mixed with butter
So that the spirits would be completely satisfied,
His bones and flesh became sensitive,
His blood became hot.
This having happened
Gal Nurman Khan rode out with his sixty six warriors,
Coming out on the flank of the twin peaks,
Meeting Geser and his thirty three warriors,
As the two khans talked they stood stirrup to stirrup,
As they made parley their steel spears were crossed.
Greeting each other as khans,
Wishing good health to their wives,
The two sitting next to each other on their horses:
Reaching out their long arms they spoke fine words,
Recalling things from long ago they explained things,
Remembering things from long ago they spoke in a friendly way.
They talked until foam would form on liquor,
The talked until plants would grow on a flat stone.
This having happened Gal Nurman Khan said:
“I do not have enough milk and lambs for you,
I do not have enough meat and herds for you,
Have you come here with a father’s jealousy,
Have you come here with a mother’s hatred?”
When he was asking these things
Geser answered him at once:
“I do not have a father’s jealousy,
I do not have a mother’s hatred,
Why do you eat up the people on your borders,
Who do you attack and torment the people and animals?
Why did you plunder and steal the herds,
Why do you scoff at my father’s will?”
Gal Nurman Khan replied:
“I will send the people and animals home,
The herds of cattle and horses I will give back,
These living things will certainly prosper,
These animals will have offspring to fill your land,
After nine years have passed
We will fight to determine who will own them.”
When Gal Nurman Khan said these words he was lying.
When he had heard these words
Abai Geser met with his thirty three warriors,
Asking for them to make a decision
They expressed their own opinion,
They sent Neejer Emshen Baatar with their message:
“When two enemy khans have met,
Let two of the best warriors wrestle before they part.”
When the two rival khans
Had listened to these words they said:
“What they have said is suitable,
Let it be done.”
They agreed to have their two best warriors wrestle.
Abai Geser selected from his thirty three warriors
The white oldest son of Buuluur Sagaan Tenger,
Buidan Ulaan Baatar.
When Buidan Ulaan prepared for the match he said:
“In the time suitable for shooting arrows
Let my hands be ready to wrestle.”
Buidan Ulaan Baatar
And the champion of Gal Nurman Khan
Gani Galzuu Baatar
Fought in a place a day’s travel distant,
Flying at each other,
Bending each other,
As equally matched as the two sides of a horse,
As equally matched as the two sides of a camel,
They battle together for three days.
Gal Nurman Khan’s champion
Gani Galzuu Baatar
Was ready to be defeated by Buidan Ulaan,
He became very angry,
His mouth gaped in fury,
This having happened,
Buidan Ulaan Baatar,
Drawing out his sword,
Slashed him from his right shoulder to his feet,
Cutting deep enough to hurt his red heart.
Buidan Ulaan Baatar stood strongly in the grass
In the light of the morning’s yellow sun,
He stood as straight as the reeds
In the light of the afternoon’s yellow sun,
Drawing out the steel sword sheathed at his left side,
He struck off the head of Gani Galzuu Baatar,
Leaving his body lying on the ground
He threw the head at the feet of Gal Nurman Khan,
Gani Galzuu Baatar’s eyes were rolling in agony,
His black hair an ell long was twisted and tangled.
When he had seen what had happened
Gal Nurman Khan was very angry,
His face turning red in fury,
Losing his mind in his madness he jumped up,
Spewing fire at Abai Geser he said:
“If you do not punish your warrior
I will punish him myself!”
Thus he shouted and cried,
Setting the ground on fire in his fury,
When Geser answered him
He tried to calm him down.
The white hairs on Gal Nurman Khan’s head
Were bristling on his crown,
The great round eye on the top of his head
Was spinning around.
Two powerful beings began fighting,
Feeding off each other’s hatred,
Going around each other like a spindle,
Circling each other like the petals of a flower,
Charging at each other like stags,
Butting each other like bulls,
Flying at each other like hawks,
Slashing each other like eagles,
As equally matched as the two sides of a camel,
As equally matched as the two sides of a horse,
Biting off the flesh of each other’s chests with their teeth,
Ravens came from the north to take food for the night
Tearing off the flesh of each other’s backs with their fingers,
Magpies came to take meat for their evening meal.
They praised the two warriors:
“May neither of you defeat the other,
May neither of you overcome the other,
May you scatter meat forever,
May you fight for a thousand ages!”
Having blessed them they flew away.
It became a fight to make history,
It was a battle for the ages.
The sky of the day was dark as night,
The night sky became even darker.
There was no more meat on the chest
To bite off with their pale blue teeth,
There was no more meat on their backs
To tear off with their white fingers.
Red blood was flowing,
Black blood was gushing,
There was a heap of flesh,
Bones piled up like a hill.
Gal Nurman Khan drew his yellow steel sword,
Slashing Geser from his right shoulder to his feet,
Cutting almost deep enough to hurt his heart,
Geser remained whole like a white stone,
He remained stuck together like a black stone.
Drawing his hard steel sword
Geser slashed Gal Nurman Khan
From his left shoulder to his feet,
Cutting almost deep enough to injure his black heart,
Gal Nurman Khan remained whole like a white stone,
He remained stuck together like a black stone.
When Geser’s thirty three warriors
Fought Gal Nurman Khan’s sixty six warriors,
A heap of bones piled up,
Blood was gushing in streams.
Geser and Gal Nurman Khan
Fought each other for nine days,
Day and night without rests,
They finally parted agreeing
To take food and drink.
When Abai Geser went up on the twin peaks,
He looked at his thirty three warriors,
He saw that one was missing:
“Which warrior has passed away,
Who is left lying on the white steppe?”
When he was asking this,
The white oldest son of Oyodol Sagaan Tenger,
Erjen Shuumar Baatar
Returned at a gallop from the battlefield.
His bluish gray horse was red with blood,
His red saddle was black with blood,
When he rode up to meet them
A broken off spear was stuck in his horse’s back,
Burning and festering.
He said to the thirty three warriors
Being in a great hurry:
“My warriors, my warriors, hurry along with me!
If we are lagging and delaying
We will not be able to quickly defeat the sixty six warriors!”
Being in war and battle,
They forgot about sleeping,
Going to meet the hateful enemy
They forgot their thirst,
Hearing the words of Erjen Shuumar Baatar
They turned around and rode into battle,
They went back to fight the sixty six warriors.
This having happened,
The dapple grey of Gal Nurman Khan
Shook the mountain with the hoofbeats of a moose,
He rode to fight again with Abai Geser.
When the two rival khans were fighting,
There was no more food to give to the ravens,
There was no flesh to give to the magpies,
When they tore each other no flesh fell down,
When they injured each other no blood flowed.
Geser’s thirty three warriors
Defeated Gal Nurman Khan’s sixty six warriors,
Cutting off their lives,
This trash became like dust.
This having happened,
Gal Nurman Khan pulled at Geser,
Bringing him under his arm,
Jerking him mightily
He brought him under his foot.
Swinging him toward the north
He broke off the northern mountains,
Swinging him toward the south
He gashed the southern mountains.
Jerking and yanking him
He trod on the front of his deel,
Shoving and hitting him
He stomped on the back of his deel,
When Gal Nurman Khan jerked Geser to the north
When he pulled him to the south,
His organs loosened themselves from his body,
His bones separated from his tendons,
His strength was finished,
His powers were depleted.
This having happened,
The white oldest son of Buuluur Sagaan Tenger,
Buidan Ulaan Baatar,
Trying to help Abai Geser,
Grabbing on Gal Nurman Khan’s legs with his legs,
Grabbing on his arms with his arms,
Jumping into the fight,
Grabbing onto Gal Nurman Khan’s right knee,
Gal Nurman Khan cursed at him,
Kicking backward with his right leg,
Buidan Ulaan Baatar was flung backwards,
Left lying face down at a distance of three days’ travel.
He attacked Geser again and again,
He began to defeat him.
Geser’s white teeth began to turn black,
His eyes began to turn dark.
This having happened,
The two grandsons of the head of the
Fifty five tenger of the western skies,
Han Hormasta Tenger,
The boys Aizai and Muuzai,
Crossing the Milky Way,
While they played and talked,
Opened up the door of the sky,
Looking at the earth below:
Looking at the beginning of the east,
At an ugly looking land,
A poor and meager country,
Dried up, withered and full of grief,
A place of three marshy rivers,
A place of slippery slopes,
A land of evil spirits and demons,
A scorching hot land,
A dark sunless land,
A dry land devoid of plants,
They saw their uncle Abai Geser
Being defeated in battle.
When they had seen this
Aizai and Muuzai ran home,
Telling their grandfather Han Hormasta,
Speaking together as one:
“When we were crossing the Milky Way,
When we were going and playing,
We opened the door of the sky,
Looking at the world below,
Looking at the beginning of the east,
At an ugly looking land,
A poor and meager country,
Dried up, withered and full of grief,
A place of three marshy rivers,
A place of slippery slopes,
A land of evil spirits and demons,
A scorching hot land,
A dark sunless land,
A dry land devoid of plants,
Our uncle Abai Geser,
Fighting with Gal Nurman Khan
Was being defeated!”
Thus the two little boys
Gave the news to their grandfather.
When he had heard the words of his grandsons
Han Hormasta hurried to his grandmother
Manzan Gurme Toodei and said:
“Your great grandson Abai Geser,
Fighting with Gal Nurman Khan
Before the destined time,
Being as weak as a little boy
He his come into disaster,
His steed Beligen the bay horse
, Being as weak as a colt,
Has come into a bloodbath!”
When he had said this
Manzan Gurme Toodei of the silver cup
Called her great grandson
Zasa Mergen with the hawk-brown horse,
Telling him of what was happening.
When her great-grandson Zasa Mergen came to her,
Manzan Gurme Toodei told him true words:
“My grandson Zasa Mergen,
When can you save him?
Your younger brother Abai Geser
Needs you to rescue him.”
Looking at the beginning of the east,
At an ugly looking land,
A poor and meager country,
Dried up, withered and full of grief,
A place of three marshy rivers,
A place of slippery slopes,
A land of evil spirits and demons,
A scorching hot land,
A dark sunless land,
A dry land devoid of plants,
He saw that Geser’s heart was ready to fail,
That his spirit was about to depart.
If Zasa Mergen had run to the place of battle
He would have been too late to save Geser,
Thinking in his dark strong chest,
Speaking words in his great heart,
Thinking he may be too late,
He grasped the piece of smoky quartz,
Speaking these words on it:
“If it is your destiny to save Geser
Go into the eye on the crown of Gal Nurman Khan,
Cutting off his ami and hulde
Enter with great force!
If it is your fate to kill him,
Hit him without missing,
Shattering into a thousand fragments,
Breaking up into ten thousand pieces,
Go down into the empty white land
With a great noise!”
Thus he threw the smoky quartz
As large as a horse’s head…
The smoky quartz left his thumb with great force,
It left his fingers with a great noise,
Bellowing like a bull in the summertime,
Roaring like a stag on the mountainside,
Whistling like an arrowhead,
Making an noise like a flying arrow,
Making a noise as it went after his head,
Thundering as it went after his body,
Making the heavens above tremble,
Making the earth below shake!
When this was happening
Gal Nurman Khan was shoving Geser forward,
Crushing his face into the ground,
When he pulled him backward and stuck him
He fell down, pillowed by his hair,
Rejoicing because he thought he had defeated his enemy,
He was excited thinking he had caught the colt by the tail.
When he heard the roar of the smoky quartz rock
He looked up at it and said:
“You thing sent by the will of the sky,
You have come to strike the earth,
Who have you come for, you powerful demon?”
He was greatly afraid,
He was very terrified.
This having happened
He quickly climbed on his dapple grey horse,
Trying to put three obstacles between himself and the stone,
He tried to run away from it…
Zasa Mergen’s smoky quartz
Said to Gal Nurman Khan
“Is the arrow that was been shot fast,
Or is the horse I am chasing faster?”
Coming down toward the earth,
Speeding toward its target,
Catching up with him,
Chasing after him,
The stone smashed into his eye and exploded,
It struck the head of Gal Nurman Khan,
He fell down dead by a white birch,
Laid out for the aranga.
He lay with his feet kicked up on the southern mountain,
He lay with his head pillowed on the northern mountain.
When Zasa Mergen Baatar knew Gal Nurman Khan was dead
He sped to the side of his brother Abai Geser.
When he came to him
His bones were separated from his tendons,
His muscles were separated from his sinews,
He lay there like a piece of red rope.
Abai Geser greeted his brother and said:
“He who has an older brother must save his older brother,
He who has a younger brother must rescue his younger brother,
My older brother has saved me,
I owe you my life!”
When Zasa Mergen saw his brother Abai Geser
He felt very sorry for him,
He felt great pity for him,
Looking down he was crying,
Looking up he was greatly moved.
This having happened
He took eight fat sheep from Gal Nurman Khan’s herds,
He killed a fawn colored mare,
Feeding their meat to Abai Geser
He came back to his former self.
Beligen the bay horse
Became wise in his body.
This having happened
Abai Geser and his older brother Zasa Mergen
Came with the thirty three warriors to the side of Gal Nurman Khan.
He said, “We have killed you, you evil demon,
We have come and defeated you!”
The thirty three warriors rejoiced,
They were most excited.
This having happened Geser said:
“When we have slain a powerful enemy
We must also kill his horse.”
He struck the horse as massive as a mountain,
He struck the dapple grey down to the ground.
This having happened,
They gathered together dry wood,
They dragged in moist wood,
On the place where they had killed
Gal Nurman Khan and his dapple grey horse
They burned their two bodies
Cleansing the land.
Making shovels of aspen wood
They scattered the ashes
In the south wind,
Making them fly to the north,
Making shovels of birch wood
They scattered the ashes
In the north wind,
The dust flying to the south.
Abai Geser and his brother Zasa Mergen
His warriors following him three by three,
Abai Geser said to them:
“Let us go into the house of this evil demon.”
So they entered the home of Gal Nurman Khan.
Gal Nurman Khan’s wife Galtai Goohon
Greeted them and praised them,
Inviting them into her house,
When he had seen this beautiful woman
Zasa Mergen began to love her…
This having happened,
Abai Geser feasted with this thirty three warriors,
Drinking liquor they became drunk,
Smoking their pipes they were intoxicated,
When this was happening
Zasa Mergen and Buidan Ulaan
Fought over who would possess
The woman Galtai Goohon.
Watching the two warriors fight over her
She was excited and happy.
When he saw this happening
Abai Geser was very angry,
His mouth gaping in fury he said:
“The white oldest son of Han Hormasta Tenger
Will not be married to a demon’s wife,
Geser’s Buidan Ulaan Baatar
Will not be joined to an enemy’s wife!”
When he was saying this
He pulled out his hard steel sword,
It flew out of his hand and stuck in the ground.
Abai Geser was greatly surprised,
He was greatly astonished.
Opening his great book with his thumb,
Opening his old book with his fingers,
He read these words:
“If this woman is allowed to live,
In the times to follow,
Two times becoming as one,
She will live to do you harm.”
When he had read these things
Abai Geser went to the home of Galtai Goohon.
Where Gal Nurman Khan’s wife Galtai Goohon
Would go walking,
Flowers would grow,
In the path where she walked
New lambs would be born.
When she greeted Abai Geser
She showed her charms and powers.
Abai Geser showed the bravery of a man,
When Galtai Goohon turned away from her
Rushing after her like a tiger,
He drew his hard steel sword
And cut her in half.
When he had done this
A child fell out of her womb,
Three months before it was due,
A boy made of iron.
Crying and complaining it said:
“It does not matter that
I come out before my birth,
It does not matter that
My father dies before I was born!
If I would have been born
After being in the womb ten months,
If I grasped Abai Geser’s hand
I would have been able to crush it!
In the times to come,
Two times becoming as one,
Until I can break off a stirrup,
I will propagate evil and hate!
Until this baby becomes an old man
He will live for jealousy and revenge!
Abai Geser is the enemy at my back,
He is the demon in front of me!”
Thus the baby spoke as he lay there.
This having happened
Zasa Mergen accused Geser of being willful,
Saying that he had been selfish
When he had killed Galtai Goohon said:
“Think of your power from the gods of the heavens,
Think of the help you had from your older brother!
I will go on my own way!”
Feeling greatly offended
He declared he would go home.
Geser quickly went to him,
Bringing his brother in
And showing him what had happened he said:
“What kind of thing came from inside this woman?
If you can shoot and kill this thing
I will resurrect her so you can enjoy her as your wife!”
Zasa Mergen Baatar,
Recovering his courage,
Tried to cut the iron boy with his sword,
The silvery steel blade,
Cracking along its edge,
Broke off at its hilt.
When he tried to plunge
His steel spear into its chest
It bent up to its grip.
When he tried to shoot it with a great black arrow
Its head glanced off its body.
When Zasa Mergen could not kill it
Geser’s thirty three warriors
Attacked it all at once,
All of their weapons broke.
This having happened,
Abai Geser tried to attack it himself,
He also failed to defeat it.
His hard steel sword was broken,
His steel spear lay bent,
His great black arrow
Had glanced off and fallen,
All of his weapons were broken.
Abai Geser consulted with his brother Zasa Mergen,
He wanted a decision from his thirty three warriors,
When they had come to an agreement
They asked the fifty five tenger of the west
To send their seventy seven smiths
Down to earth to help them.
Seventy seven smiths
Put the seven month old baby
In a box made of iron.
Blowing on the box with seven bellows,
Heating it up until it was bright red
The boy lay talking and babbling.
When the seventy seven smiths
Made the box hot enough to temper steel
The black iron boy was molten.
The seventy seven smiths said:
“We will defeat the indefatigable enemy,
We will injure the enemy that cannot be overcome!”
They grabbed him with seventy seven tongs,
They pounded him with seventy seven hammers.
They hammered on him until he was as small as a louse egg,
The pulverized him until his fragments were like nits,
This was a battle for all time,
This was a fight to make history,
Waves splashed on the shore of the Milk Sea,
The world mountain Humber Uula was shaking.
The animals on the steppe ran into the forest,
The animals of the taiga ran out onto the steppe.
Red fire was burning,
Dust rose like fog,
Hot fire was blazing,
Black mist was swirling.
When they had done this
They were able to see
A blue umbilical cord,
A red womb,
Made by the forty four tenger of the east,
Which was joined to the belly button
Of Gal Nurman Khan’s iron boy.
When Abai Geser had seen this
He took out a great black arrow,
Pulling his string back
He spoke magic words on the arrowhead,
Making red flames burn on the arrow,
He spoke words of power on the fletching,
Making the arrow glow with blue flames,
Pulling back until the muscles bulged on his arms,
Pulling the string with all of his intentions,
When he was doing this he said:
“If it is your destiny to kill,
Fly over the white steppe,
Striking and tearing!
If it is your fate to kill,
Go breaking and ripping
The blue cord and red womb! ”
When he made his shot
The arrowhead whistled with the arrow’s song,
The arrow roared with the arrow’s song.
It broke and brought down the blue cord,
It tore and broke the red womb.
This having been done the iron baby said:
“From this time onwards,
Two times becoming as one,
Until I can break off a stirrup,
I will propagate evil and hate!
Until this baby becomes an old man
He will live for jealousy and revenge!”
Having said those words he died,
He lay ready for the aranga.
Zasa Mergen Baatar
Forgave his brother Abai Geser,
He sent the seventy seven smiths
Back to the land of the fifty five tenger of the west!
Having defeated the indefatigable enemy,
Having conquered the unconquerable,
Geser sent his brother back up to the heavens,
He sent his thirty three warriors home.
Traveling upon the earth
He went to visit Ganga Bured Khan,
Meeting with his princes and ministers,
They greeted Abai Geser saying:
“You have defeated the indefatigable enemy,
You have conquered the unconquerable!”
They rejoiced greatly,
They were very excited.
Throwing a feast for eight days,
They talked about many things on the ninth day,
On the tenth day,
When they had become sober,
Abai Geser returned their gold and treasure,
He returned their horses and cattle,
He gave back the people and animals,
Everything that had been stolen from them.
When this had happened,
Abai Geser rode away,
Followed by thirty three warriors,
Going back toward his home,
Ganga Bured Khan gave him his blessing,
Sending him on his way.
Abai Geser hurried back toward the water he drank,
Going quickly toward the land where he was born,
Trotting quickly on the road.
Even if the land was far they rode on,
Even if the rivers were broad they crossed.
When they were coming to the shores of the eternal yellow lake,
When they came to the valley of the Muren River,
Alma Mergen knew that they were coming,
Understanding what had happened,
She struck the golden drum,
Calling the people of the northern lands,
She hit the silver drum,
Summoning the people of the southern lands,
Calling the other two wives,
Calling her father in law Sengelen Noyon,
Calling her mother in law Naran Goohon,
Calling Geser’s uncle Sargal Noyon,
They came to the shore of the eternal yellow lake,
Waiting at the beginning of the valley of the Muren River,
They greeted Geser and his thirty three warriors.
Abai Geser and his thirty three warriors,
Coming back from defeating the enemy,
Met with their elders and young relatives,
Meeting with the members of their families,
They greeted the people
Embracing them and showing great emotion,
Honoring them from the depths of their souls.
Benevolent Sargal Noyon Khan,
Hugging and kissing Abai Geser,
Said these words to him:
“We greet our son and hero
With the greetings of the people!
We greet the horse you rode
And all you took with you!
Now that you have brought a good time
You can put away bow and quiver,
Now that it is a time of peace
You can put away your weapons.
We greet the warriors and heroes,
We will put your steeds out to pasture!”
When he had said this
He brought a golden table and served delicious food,
Bringing a silver table he served beautiful food,
Serving meat in portions like a hill,
Pouring out liquor and wine
In portions like a lake.
They put their horses out to pasture in the Altai Mountains,
They put them in the Huhii Mountains to regain their strength.
They feasted for the duration of eight days,
On the ninth day they discussed important things,
Having become sober on the tenth day
Abai Geser went home and put his affairs in order,
Eating three satisfying meals a day,
Celebrating three festivals in a year!
Geser Comes Down to Earth Part 1
Geser Comes Down to Earth Part 2
Geser Comes Down to Earth Part 3
Conclusion of the First Branch
The Third Branch Arhan Hara Shutger
Gal Nurma Khan (Part 2) The Fourth Branch
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