As the Lučané armies approached Levý Hradec, the Czechs gathered on Turské field, near the stronghold. The air was heavy, full of tension and foreboding. On the side of the Lučané, terrible omens reportedly appeared – a war of predators and wild dogs fighting over prey even before the battle itself, and some of them saw Straba, a warrior whose stepmother, a powerful sorceress, gave him advice on how to survive the coming bloodshed, in the dark corners of the forest. Her spells were dark and bound souls. But even the Czech sorceresses were not idle; their more powerful spells and incantations were meant to protect the Czech warriors and confuse the enemies.
In the morning, when the sun had barely peeked over the horizon, a war cry resounded on Turské field, which was later called “On the Slain”. At the head of the Czech army, in princely armor, rode Tyr. His figure was noble and his voice thundered, giving courage to every warrior. The Lučané, deceived by the appearance that Neklan himself had stood against them, plunged into battle with immense force. The battle was fierce and cruel. The earth trembled under the blows of swords and axes, the air filled with the cries of the wounded and the clang of weapons.
Amidst the raging battle, as clouds of smoke and dust hung over the field, some saw a terrifying vision in the sky – the grinning face of a black god of war and darkness, who rejoiced in human suffering. That vision gave courage to some and froze the blood in the veins of others. Tyr, fighting with courage befitting a prince himself, reached Vlastislav. Their clash was terrible. Both men, personifications of courage and fury, engaged in a duel to the death. Finally, Vlastislav, the cunning lord of the Lučané, fell beneath Tyr’s sword. With his death, it seemed that fortune had turned to the side of the Czechs.
But victory exacted a cruel toll. Tyr, the brave commander who sacrificed his life for the prince’s honor and the salvation of the land, also fell in that decisive battle. His body was found among the fallen heroes. The Czechs triumphed, the Lučané were defeated, and their army dispersed. In honor of the fallen Tyr, the man who became Neklan in battle, a barrow was raised on Krliš hill near Tursko, which still commemorates his heroism today.
Prince Neklan, though he did not participate in the battle, showed mercy after the victory, which was rare at that time. Vlastislav, the lord of the Lučané, left behind a young son, Zbyslav. Neklan, instead of having him killed, spared him and ordered him to be raised at Draguš Castle, which he himself had built near Postoloprty. He hoped that he would grow into a wise and just man who would carry on his father’s legacy in peace.
However, fate plays with people. Among Neklan’s courtiers was Durynk, a man with a dark heart and treacherous nature. He later, for unknown motives, committed a terrible act – he treacherously killed young Zbyslav. When Neklan learned of this treachery, his gentle nature turned to wrath. He ordered Durynk to hang himself from an alder tree that stood nearby. So it happened, and from then on it was called Durynk’s alder, a dark reminder of betrayal and justice. And so ended the bloody Lučan War, leaving behind legends of courage, betrayal, and princely mercy that are told to this day.