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Beldzhamen. The city which is absent?

Beldzhamen - the city on the coast of Volga which was once a part powerful Tatar - the Mongolian empire the Golden Horde. It is considered that he received the name from great variety of the oaks growing in these regions and Beldzhamen as the city of oaks is translated. It, in turn, most likely influenced the name nearby, literally in two kilometers, a country town of Dubovk in the Volgograd region. all of us know

From a course of school story about the Golden Horde with the capital in the Shed - to Bath. But, probably, very few people heard that on coast of Akhtuba, inflow of Volga and on Volga the set of the big and small cities Gold - the Horde empire which number included Beldzhamen was built. Tatar - Mongols created the whole city civilization in steppes of the lower Volga which existence came to the end in 1395 - 1396. campaign to the Golden Horde of Timur - it burned and destroyed everything on the way.

Beldzhamen settled down in the heart of the Golden Horde and had a strategic importance as was in that place where Volga and Don have the closest convergence which is measured by 60 km, owing to what the perevoloka organized here served as connection of two waterways, significantly expanding possibilities of a transportation of goods from the West on the East and back.

In a word, Beldzhamen - the city in every respect remarkable, and it simply was necessary to visit him especially as from Volgograd where we live, to Beldzhamen all some 40 km. It is clear, that after a memorable campaign of Timur from the city remained little but to adjoin to even live history, to inhale a grass smell of the Volga steppes and, perhaps, to make some finds are too invitingly...

The road did not take a lot of time, and here we already stand near a memorable stele with an inscription that there is an archeology monument, object of cultural heritage of federal importance of Dubovskoye (Vodyanskoye) the ancient settlement (city of Beldzhamen) of the XIII-XV centuries

Actually, steles two - if the first is located on an entrance to the city, then the second is in Beldzhamen to which we farther also go. The stele costs in the middle of the huge field which one region goes far to the steppe, other edge borders on the Volgograd reservoir. We drive up to it and we understand, we on the place. To Sambayn, Beldzhamen! (Hi, Beldzhamen!)

For obvious reasons it is necessary to include the imagination and to mentally draw houses from gold - the Horde brick, the street, a minaret(s) and, perhaps, orthodox church. To add to noise of steppe wind Tatar - the Mongolian and Russian speech. And to mix a smell of a sage with a smell of boiled or fried mutton.

The steppe and a wormwood carefully hide from uninitiated traces of former greatness, but I begin to catch myself on thought that already I go along streets of once noisy city. Under legs then, the beaten ceramics, pieces of a brick and a bone of animals comes across there. To me it will not become terrible, terrible then at all... And while I feel breath of people, I hear their steps, I try on on myself an appearance of the resident of the medieval city, I almost already became its inhabitant. I see the same sky, the same steppe, almost the same Itil (Volga). I catch a smell of gardens and modulations of birds, is not present - it is laughter of children, they still all are living, Timur still far...

I see a dugout, more precisely what from it remained. It is considered that in such there lived Russians stolen in it is full. Exactly Russians began to build Beldzhamen. Nearby traces of the monumental building of 10ő10 m

I will Unexpectedly come across an excavation of archeologists, on the coast of a reservoir. The excavation is designated by pegs, the part it left under water, collapsed. The most part of the city left under water too. Maybe it happens so, and it happens, from Beldzhamen there will be no nothing left absolutely. The city after Timur dies for the second time and already forever...

I go down, to Volga. Looking upward, without effort I find a so-called occupation layer with impregnations of ceramics and household “garbage“. Water, washing away the coast and destroying it, every year takes away part of the city as if Beldzhamen renders for someone tribute, giving part of the territory. And here a terrible find - a skull of the person. In the place of slipping of soil washed it directly ashore. Who is he, whom was? Mongol or Russian? Fell at protection of the city or died a natural death? It is clear one - his soul is still not quiet...

I go along the coast, under legs the ceramics and is a lot of almost whole bricks, 700 years passed, and they - as new. I try to check for durability (to break), it is impossible. Speak, dubovsky merchants at the beginning of the 20th century carried a brick for sale to Tsaritsyn (Volgograd) for a city building.

We sit ashore, we reflect with the wife on Beldzhamen and the Golden Horde...