Muntakhab al-tawarikh 30.2.4

30.2.4

Since at the end of Zûl Hijjah he drove his dagger into the neck of his enemies.
That the day of ‘Ashura might arrive he entered the ranks of holy war like Husain; the dust of his steed served as collyrium for the eye of the brilliant moon.
What an hour was that when the infidel reached the van of the army!
One upon another his squadrons passed over the river and came upon them unawares.
Thou didst see the king’s steed, casting the cloud of dust to the sky.
The wind-footed courier charging the infidels worthless as dust.
He raised a turmoil among the stars by the shouts of his army.
He produced an earthquake in the world by the rushing of his cavalry,
From the roll of the drums, the neighing of the horses, and the shouts of their riders, he caused a quaking of the plain and desert and mountain.
His horses were reeking (with sweat), with shoes as hot as fire, so that the hoofs of each fiery-shod steed struck sparks.
What awe was there! at one time drawing up for battle.
What terror was there! at another time raising the battle cries.
141. From the flash of the sword in his hand he scattered heat and oppressiveness around him. the very thought his speech pierced their heart like so many thorns.
The brave-hearted were all-holding, bent on consuming their enemies,
The faint-hearted were plotting intent upon flight.
[Whiles, the king the cherisher of brave men, in that field of battle,
Was doing deeds of bravery and urging on the warriors].