In my accession year, 20,000 people of the land Musku and their five kings, who had held the lands Alzi and Purulumzi for fifty years, who bore tribute and tithe for the god Aššur — my lord — and whom no king had ever repelled in battle, being confident of their strength, came down and captured the land Katmuḫi. With the support of the god Aššur, my lord, I put my chariotry and army in readiness and, not waiting for my rear guard, I traversed the rough terrain of Mount Kāšiāru. I fought with their 20,000 men-at-arms and five kings in the land Katmuḫi. I brought about their defeat. Like a storm demon, I piled up the corpses of their warriors on the battlefield and made their blood flow into the hollows and plains of the mountains. I cut off their heads and stacked them like grain piles around their cities. I brought out their booty, property, and possessions without number. I took the remaining 6,000 of their troops who had fled from my weapons and grasped my feet and counted them as people of my land.

4 I will leave you on the ground, I will fling you on the open field, I will allow all the birds of the sky to settle on you, and I will permit all the wild animals to gorge themselves on you. 5 I will put your flesh on the mountains, and fill the valleys with your maggot-infested carcass. 6 I will drench the land with the flow of your blood up to the mountains, and the ravines will be full of your blood. 7 When I extinguish you, I will cover the sky; I will darken its stars. I will cover the sun with a cloud, and the moon will not shine.