Anonymous

“ If there was a hunting party of three hundred and sixty-six horsemen and they went after a deer, Begil would neither pull his bowstring nor shoot his arrow. He used to remove his bow from over his wrist and just throw it around the neck of the male deer or wild cattle, and stop the animal by pulling it. If the animal was lean, he used to make a hole through its ear as a sign and let it free. If the animal was fat, he used to cut its throat. Whenever the beys killed a deer with a hole in its ear, they knew that it was Begil's and they would send it to him. ”

“ Catch Begil Bey while he is lying in his bed. Bind his hands, cut off his beautiful head and spill his red blood upon the earth. Plunder his tribe and his camp, and capture both his daughters and his daughters-in-law."
It happened that Begil also had a spy in the area. He sent word to Begil, saying: "Prepare for battle! The enemy is coming."
Begil looked up and said: "The heavens are deep and far away, and the earth is hard." He called his son to his side and spoke to him. ”

“ If the horse does not do his work, the man cannot boast. The skill is in the horse."
Begil was not pleased with these remarks of the khan. He said: "You have pushed us into the mud with the crupper of our horse, and among all these heroes." He just dropped the gifts he had received from Bayindir in front of him, for he was offended, and then he left his council. ”

“ He sent one-fifth of all his spoils to white-browed Bayindir Khan. Taking his son with him then, he went to Bayindir Khan's council. He kissed his hand. The ruler showed a place to the right of Uruz, the son of Kazan. He had him dressed in a gown. Dede Korkut came and played the kopuz and recited this Oghuz legend, saying: "This Oghuz namah is for Emren, son of Begil." He then told legends about the deeds of Muslim heroes.
Let me pray, my khan: may your dark native mountains never fall down. May your big shady tree never be cut down, your Allah-given hope never be lost ”

“ Give to me the red stallion beneath you.
Let me ride him until he sweats blood.
Give to me your steel armor all hard-backed;
Let me put on the clothes made for you.
Give to me your black sword made of steel;
Let me cut human heads off for you.
Give to me your white-tailed whistling arrow;
Let me shoot it through enemy ranks.
Give to me your three hundred bold warriors;
Let me fight in the cause of Mohammed's religion for you."
Begil replied to this as follows: "I am extremely pleased with what you have said, son. I only hope that you will fight just as hard as I would. Ho! ”

“ The infidel dealt the young man a terrific blow from above, breaking his shield, denting his helmet and scraping its visor, but he could not kill him. They fought with their clubs and swords all over the field. ”