Munjuq:– Baybars, my brother, our grandfather Oktar left these lands heritage for us. Do you remember, years ago how the people looked at us, we were absolutely new for the people of Roma and for Byzantines. They didn’t want to recognize us. But we showed them who we
were, thanks to our swords and horses.
Baybars:– You are right, my brother! But now all the other peoples want to be friend with us. Every year our neighbors send us precious stones and pay taxes in order to demonstrate their respect. The people of Roma and Byzantine often use our troops. When any tribe attacks Roma or Byzantine they ask us to help them. But still we have some problems and unsolved matters.
Munjuq:– Yes, you are right, my brother, we have some difficult problems.
Baybars:– My brother, I think that we must oblige the heads of the tribes to be much dependent from us. What do you think?
Munjuq :– I also think like you.
Baybars:-We must make the rules among the Huns much strictly. We must solve the problem of the fighters who bring few skulls from the battles grounds. You know that Iskits, who were our forefathers lived in these places many years ago. Thousand years ago our forefathers also did thus. Each of the Iskit fighters used to cut off
the head of the enemy and hang the skull from his waistband. After the fight each fighter used to show the cut off heads to one another. Who had more skulls that fighter used to be considered more respected among the tribe and was too close to the head of the tribe.
Munjuq :– Yes, you are right. But all these happened thousand years ago. At that time there wasn’t the empire of Roma and the empire of Byzantine.
Baybars:– What has changed since that time? Didn’t the same fighting tactics remain from them? Simply, we, Huns restored the fighting tactics remained us from our forefathers and try to the domination in the world. But in order to be ruling all over the world we must try much… too much…
Munjuq :-My grandfather Oktar used to tell me that one day the king of the Pers, Dara, wanted to fight against the Iskits living in these places, for to make them obey them, and together with 700 thousand fighters came to these lands. The Iskits made them follow them so much that, at last the troops of Dara became too tired and became too thirsty. As a result of being thirsty and shortage of food created illness among the troops of the king of Pers.
Baybars:– Within two months the fighters of the king died because of the illness.
Munjuq:– It is true. At last the king of Pers wrote a letter to my grandfather, for at least there to be one fight among them, for him not to be disgraceful in the world. My grandfather agreed with him. Two troops stood face to face. The Iskits saw that Pers were too tired that they didn’t have any strength to fight. The Iskits didn’t want to fight against the weak Pers. They decided to let a rabbit run between the two troops. They did in this way. Instead of fighting the Iskits began to run after the rabbit. They sent news to the king of Pers that his soldiers are as weak as a running rabbit.
Baybars :( laughs) -They thought the matter of rabbit very well. Do you imagine, the Iskits are running after a rabbit and Pers are astonished with surprise why they are running.
Munjuq :– Yes, it is funny. My grandfather Oktar used to retell me that the king of Pers, Dara, never met across such a disgrace. Do you know, the king of Pers, Dara, had come to the lands of Iskits with about a troop of 700 thousand fighters. Without entering a fight, he returned back
losing three parts of his fighters. They say that while dying he made his will to his children for they never go to the fight against the Iskits.
Munjuq:( sighs deeply) -Well, well! In order to return those glorious days, in order to take under our authority the lands beginning from the Caspian Sea up the last sea, you are right, it is necessary to oppress a little the heads of the tribes.
Baybars:-No, my brother, we mustn’t oppress them little, but too much. We must oppress so that not depending on where they are know that they are our subjects. They must always remember this.
Munjuq:– Not only the heads of the tribes, also the people of Roma and Byzantine must remember this too.
Baybars:– Our subjects must know that to run to Roma or Byzantine has no use. At any case Byzantine and Roma will return them to us.
Munjuq :-Yes, my brother, whatever you say is right. But know let’s celebrate two important events and still forget the difficult problems.
Baybars:( looks at his brother surprisingly) – My brother, I know that today is a Shaman day. (with his hands he shows the Shamans who are standing near) But what is the second important event?
Munjuq :– My brother, side by side with the day of Shaman it is also our happy day.
Baybars:-For God’s sake! Speak openly! I understand nothing. Why is today our happiest day?
Munjuq :– My brother, today our heir will be born.
Baybars:– You mean that, the heir of the Huns?
Munjuq:– Yes. Some minutes ago they brought me the news that my wife is going to give birth. According to the information I got, her pains have already begun.
Baybars:-Is it right, my brother Munjuq? What a good news! Our heir will be born. Your news made me glad. You can’t imagine this news how made me glad. This day will be a special day. Well, my brother, but how do you know that our heir is going to be born? Maybe a daughter
will be born? Who said you all the news?
Munjuq:( turns towards ShamanAtakam) -My brother, Shaman said this news. Shaman. I had given tasks a month ago, he was busy with this problem. (he raises the tone of his voice) Father Shaman, please, come a bit nearer. (Shaman Atakam approaches them)
Shaman Atakam:– Please, I listen to you.
Munjuq :– Father Shaman, tell my brother Baybars, how you told fortunes with the help of the bones? He doesn’t believe that the heir of the Huns will be born.
Shaman Atakam:– Bashbuq Munjuq is right, Baybars! The heir of the Huns will be born! And this heir will not be an ordinary one.
Baybars:( with interest) – For God’s sake, Father Shaman! What kind of heir will he be?
At this time around the Shaman drums the women and men gather
Shaman Atakam :( shows the people with his hand) -It is right, Baybars, my brother! This heir won’t be an ordinary. I don’t want to drawl the talk. Because after some time ceremony of Day of Shaman will begin.
Baybars:– For God’s sake! Tell me or my heart is breaking. How will be the heir of the Huns? Is it right that he will be special heir?
Munjuq:– Well, Father Shaman, tell in short. Or for my brother Baybars will not be Day of Shaman, God knows what day it will be.
ShamanAtakam :–