And she drew her dagger out of scabbard with great gusto.(114)
Who so ever she raided, she annihilated,
And captured the place and claimed it as her own.(115)
When the ruler of Mayindra heard,
He marched towards that place.(116)
He aligned his forces like the crops of spring,
In opposition to the ones who were standing there fully armed.(117)
Like a wave from deep sea marched them,
Who were shielded by the steel armour from head to feet.(118)
The uproars from guns, pistols and cannons overpowered,
And earth became reddish like crimson flowers.(119)
She, herself, came into the fighting fields,
With a Chinese bow in one hand and the arrows in the other.(120)
Whenever she hurtled them through her hands,
The arrows pierced through the ribs of men and the elephants.(121)
The way the waves of the river struck the stones,
The swords of the warriors were striking sparklingly.(122)
The brilliance of the shining (swords) was prevailing all over,
And in the shine, the blood and the soil were indistinguishable.(123)
The swords of Hindustan glittered,
And roared like thronging clouds over the river in flood.(124)
Chinese bows radiated,
And the Hindustani swords glittered.(125)
The noises, which were overwhelming for many miles,
Made the rivers desperate and severed the mountains.(126)
But when the swords of Yaman kindled,
Both the sky and the earth kindled too.(127)
When a bamboo spear appeared coming fast,
And the delicate lady flew in rage.(128)
The people raised a hue and cry,
And the earth shook with the roar of guns.(129)
The bows and the slingshots came into action fiercely,
And the Hindustani swords, shining like the mercury, commenced to penetrate.(130)
The blood sucking daggers appeared,
And the lances, as sharp as snakes’ tongues, came into action.(131)
The shinning arms were gleaming,
And earth was getting darker like the sulphur.(132)
Guns and the bows roared, and roared again,
And the soldiers as huge as the crocodiles started to cry.(133)
The spontaneous sprinkle of showers from bows,
Seemed as if the dooms day had come.(134)
Neither the foot soldiers had a place on earth,
Nor the birds could find their ways through the air.(135)
The swords showed their feats in such intensity,
That the dead bodies formed the mountains.(136)
The heaps of heads and feet were all over,
And the whole field looked like golf course with heads rolling as balls.(137)
The intensity of the arrows was so great;