³⁵ The battle went on all that day, and the king was propped up in his chariot facing Aram. He died in the evening, and the blood from his wound ran down onto the floor of the chariot. ³⁶ Then, as the sun was going down, a cry went up through the army: “Every man to his own city and every man to his own land!”

³⁷ So the king died, and they brought him to Samaria, and they buried the king in Samaria.