As they came in sight of the Sultan’s city, they saw the Spanish fleet in the harbor, and one of his brothers advised Bantugan not to enter until the Spaniards left They then brought their ship to anchor.  But all were disappointed that they could not go farther, and one said, “Why do we not go on?  Even if the blades of grass turn into Spaniards we need not fear.”  Another said:  “Why do we fear?  Even if the cannon-balls come like rain, we can always fight.”  Finally some wanted to return to their homes and Bantugan said:  “No, let us seek my son.  Even though we must enter the harbor where the Spaniards are, let us continue our search.”  So at his command the anchors were lifted, and they sailed into the harbor where the Spanish fleet lay.

Now at this very time the Spanish general and his brother were with the Sultan, intending to call upon the Princess.  As the brother talked with one of the sisters of the Princess they moved toward the window, and looking down they saw Bantugan’s ships entering the harbor.  They could not tell whose flags the ships bore.  Neither could the Sultan when he was called.  Then he sent his brother to bring his father who was a very old man, to see if he could tell.  The father was kept in a little dark room by himself that he might not get hurt, and the Sultan said to his brother: 

“If he is so bent with age that he cannot see, talk, or walk, tickle him in the ribs and that will make him young again; and, my Brother, carry him here yourself lest one of the slaves should let him fall and he should hurt himself.”

So the old man was brought, and when he looked out upon the ships he saw that the flags were those of the father of Bantugan who had been a great friend of his in his youth.  And he told them that he and Bantugan’s father years ago had made a contract that their children and children’s children should intermarry, and now since the Sultan had promised his daughter to two people, he foresaw that great trouble would come to the land.  Then the Sultan said to the General: 

“Here are two claimants to my daughter’s hand.  Go aboard your ships and you and Bantugan make war on each other, and the victor shall have my daughter.”

So the Spaniards opened fire upon Bantugan, and for three days the earth was so covered with smoke from the battle that neither could see his enemy.  Then the Spanish general said: 

“I cannot see Bantugan or the fleet anywhere, so let us go and claim the Princess.”

But the Sultan said:  “We must wait until the smoke rises to make sure that Bantugan is gone.”

When the smoke rose, the ships of Bantugan were apparently unharmed and the Sultan said: 

“Bantugan has surely won, for his fleet is uninjured while yours is badly damaged.  You have lost.”

“No,” said the General, “we will fight it out on dry land.”

So they both landed their troops and their cannon, and a great fight took place, and soon the ground was covered with dead bodies.  And the Sultan commanded them to stop, as the women and children in the city were being killed by the cannon-balls, but the General said: