BOOK 6: YUDDA KANDA
While Prahasta the Army chief of Rakshasas was slain in the battle by Nila the foremost among the Vanaras, Ravana s army possessing terrible arms took to flight with the speed of a tide. The Rakshasas went and told Ravana that Prahasta the Army chief had been killed by Nila the son of Agni. Hearing those words of the Rakshasas, Ravana was possessed of anger.
Hearing that Prahasta had perished in the fight, Ravana was afflicted with anger and his heart filled with grief and he addressed the foremost of his leaders as Indra to the leaders of the Deva troops (as follows): That enemy is not to be despised under whose blows the destroyer of Indra s host the leader of my army with his followers and
Elephants fell. I myself shall go to that wonderful battle front without hesitation in order to destroy the enemies and to gain victory. As a forest is consumed by blazing fires, so shall I scorch that army of Vanaras now along with Lakshmana and Rama with a multitude of arrows. Today, I shall satiate the earth with the blood of the Vanaras.
Speaking thus, Ravana the enemy of the Lord of Devas ascended his chariot which shone like a flame and was yoked to a team of excellent Horses with its brilliance of an effulgent body. Ravana the best among the kings of Rakshasas sallied forth with the sound of couches, kettle drums, cymbals, clapping of hands and leonine roars and well acclaimed by agreeable encomiums.
That Ravana along with the flesh eating Rakshasas whose forms resembled mountains and clouds and whose glances flashed like torches shone like Rudra the Lord of Immortals surrounded by genii. Ravana who was endowed with extraordinary energy, issuing all at once from the city, observed a ferocious army of Vanaras with trees and rocks in their hands, ready for combat and roaring like a vast ocean and a mass of
thunder clouds. Seeing that army of Rakshasas who were excessively furious, Rama whose arms resembled great serpents, accompanied by his forces and having great fortune, spoke to Vibhishana the best among the wielders of weapons (as follows): Who is in command of this army, furnished with every kind of
standard, banner and canopy, armed with javelins, swords, stakes and other weapons and missiles and composed of imperturbable soldiers and Elephants as high as the Mahendra Mountain? Hearing the words of Rama, Vibhishana the equal of Indra in valour, then narrated to Rama about the choicest army of the foremost among Rakshasas of the highest peculiarity (as follows):
O Prince! That hero who has a face with a coppery hue resembling a newly rising sun, coming on the back of an Elephant causing its head to sway, know him to be Akampana. He who, standing in his chariot, brandish his bow which has a splendour of Indra s bow, whose standard bears the image of a Lion, and who shines like unto an Elephant with its terrible curved tusks, he is Indrajit who is renowned for the boons he had received from Brahma.
He who, the archer like unto the Vindhya, Asta or Mahendra Mountains, standing in his chariot, a mighty warrior, of superior strength, who wields a bow of unequalled size and having an exceedingly grown body, he is called Atikaya. He who, with tawny eyes resembling the dawn, riding an Elephant with its bells jangling, who is shouting aloud, he is that strong Rakshasa of the highest peculiarity is called Mahodara.
He who, ascending the brilliantly caparisoned Horse raising high a gleaming javelin, possesses a velocity of a well directed thunder bolt and resembles a mass of evening clouds and a mountain, he is Pishacha. He who, seizing a sharp spike with a possesses the velocity of a well directed thunder bolt and comes mounting on an excellent bull which shines like a moon, he is the illustrious Trishiras.
The other resembling a thunder bolt, of large and well developed chest, who has an attentive mind, has the King of Snakes as his standard, who is moving and twanging his bow, he is Kumbha. He who, holding a mace decorated with gold and diamonds, which are radiant (as fire) and also smoky (studded with sapphires), who advances as a standard bearer tot he army of Rakshasas, he is Nikumbha of
Prodigious exploits. He who, mounted in a chariot, adorned with flags, gleaming like a glowing blazer, who is furnished with bows swords and a multitude of arrows, he is Narantaka who shines brightly over there and who, in combat, fights with mountain tops. He who, surrounded by ghosts of dreadful form of rolling
eyes, with heads of Tigers, Buffalo mighty Elephants, deer and Horses, under an excellent white canopy with slender ribs and shining like a moon, he who is the humbler of the Gods themselves, shining like unto Rudra amidst the genii, is the suzerain Lord of Rakshasas there. Ravana, decked with a diadem, who has brought Indra and Vaivasvata, is shining like the sun. His countenance is graced by ear rings. His formidable stature equals the Vindhya the Lord of Mountains.
Then, Rama the annihilator of enemies, answered Vibhishana and said Alas! What glory, what majesty is Ravana s the Lord of Rakshasas! Ravana is beaming like the sun with his rays difficult to be gazed, neither can the eye rest on him such is the binding strength of his magnificence!
The body of Deva or Danava heroes may not be so radiant in this manner as this body of the king of Rakshasas. All the warriors of the suzerain Ravana are as high as hills. All fight with mountains. All wield fiery weapons. Amidst the fiery ghosts of terrible aspect, this king of Rakshasas shines like Yama the Lord of Death surrounded by blazing genii endowed
with hideous forms. By good luck, that wretch comes today within my range of sight! Today, I shall expunge my wrath, born of Seetha s abduction! Having spoken thus, the valiant Rama who was accompanied by Lakshmana, took up his bow and then standing erect, drew out an excellent arrow.
Thereafter, that powerful Ravana spoke to those exceedingly strong Rakshasas as follows: Take up your positions unfalteringly and happily at the gates and principal exits, the outposts and fortifications. Learning of my presence along with you here, taking this to be a weak point and storming this desolate city which is otherwise difficult to be overpowered, the Vanaras when united may destroy it by surprise.
Having dismissed those counsellors and as the Rakshasas departed as ordered, Ravana thereafter began to split under the waters of the sea of Vanaras, in the same way as a gigantic fish would rend the entire expanse of the sea. Seeing Ravana with his radiant bow, in the battle, Sugreeva the Lord of Vanaras tearing up a huge mountain top, ran towards that king of Rakshasas.
Seizing a mountain top with its many trees and ridges, Sugreeva hurled it on Ravana the Rakshasa. Seeing that mountain top coming towards him, Ravana quickly broke it asunder with his arrows with golden shafts. While that mountain top with its well developed ridges and excellent trees was rent asunder and fell on the earth, Ravana like unto another Yama the Lord of Death, loosed an arrow resembling a great serpent.
The enraged Ravana, taking that arrow with the speed of a thunder bolt of Indra and possessing the brilliance of a fire, hurled it to kill Sugreeva. That arrow released by Ravana s arm reached Sugreeva, having a bodily splendour equal to that of Indra s thunder bolt, and pierced his body in its flight as formerly Guha s spear when he discharged it at the Krauncha
Mountain. Wounded by that arrow, which bereft him of consciousness, that warrior fell moaning to the earth. Beholding him falling on the ground, deprived of his senses in the battle field, the Rakshasas raised a shout of triumph. Then, Gavaksha, Gavaya, Sushena, Rishabha, Jyotimukha and Nala of
exceeding corpulence tearing up rocks, rushed towards Ravana. That Lord of Rakshasas, with hundreds of arrows, possessed of sharp points, rendered their projectiles fruitless and pierced those leaders of the Vanaras with a multitude of marvellous golden shafted arrows. Pierced by the arrows of Ravana the Enemy of Gods, those Vanara Generals of terrifying stature fell on the ground. Thereupon, he covered that formidable
army of Vanaras with a shower of arrows. Assailed and fallen down, those Vanara warriors, emitted cries as though struck by an arrow of terror, whom Ravana was destroying with his darts and fled for refuge to Rama who is capable of affording protection to all. Then the high souled Rama the skilful archer, taking his bow, set out at once. Lakshmana, however, approaching him with joined palms, spoke very
meaningful words follows: O, noble Brother! Of my own accord, I am able to kill this wretched Ravana. O, Lord! I shall slay him. Permit me to do so. The exceedingly powerful and the truly courageous Rama spoke to that Lakshmana as follows: Go, Lakshmana and also be strenuous in this duel.
Seek out his weak points and guard against your own. Defend yourself vigilantly with your eye and bow. Hearing the words of Rama, Lakshmana embraced him, thereafter offering obeisance and bidding him farewell, he entered the battle field.
Lakshmana then saw Ravana with arms as large as the trunks of Elephants, who was brandishing his dreadful and fiery bow, covering those Vanaras whose bodies he had severed with a close rain of darts. The exceedingly energetic Hanuma, born of Maruta the god of wind, beholding this, rushed on Ravana in order to bring that rain of arrows to an end.
Approaching his chariot, the sagacious Hanuma lifted his right arm and spoke the following threatening words to Ravana: You have obtained the boon of invulnerability to the Devas, Danavas, Gandharvas, Rakshasas and Yakshas. But Vanaras are a danger to you. This five branched right hand of mine, which I now raise,
will rob you of your life that has long been resident in your body. Hearing the words of Hanuma, the exceedingly valiant Ravana, his eyes inflamed with anger, answered. Strike quickly without fear, O Vanara! Win eternal renown. Thereafter, I shall destroy you, after measuring your strength.
Hearing the words of Ravana, Hanuma the son of Vayu spoke the following words: Recollect that I have killed your son Aksha already. Thus spoken, the highly energetic and the valiant Ravana the Lord of Rakshasas struck Hanuma the son of Anila a violent blow on his chest with the palm of his hand.
Hanuma, thus struck with Ravana s palm, reeled repeatedly. Thereafter the highly sagacious and illustrious Hanuma secured his balance within a moment and in fury, struck Ravana the enemy of Immortals with the very palm of his hand. Under the violent impact of the blow of the mighty Hanuma Ravana shook like a mountain when the earth trembles.
Beholding Ravana struck in the fight by Hanuma s palm the sages, Vanaras, Siddhas, along with Asuras and Devas raised a resounding approbation. Then, the extremely spirited Ravana, having regained his breath, spoke the following words: Well done! Well done! O, Vanara! You are my adversary, worthy of praise by your valour!
Then, Hanuma answered, O, Ravana! Cursed by that strength since you do still survive! O, foolish fellow! Why this boasting? Now come, strike me once! My fist is about to dispatch you to the Abode of Yama the Lord of Death! Hearing the words of Hanuma, the powerful Ravana, enraged, his
eyes red with fury and whirling his fist with force knocked it down violently on Hanuma s chest. Under the shock, Hanuma reeled once again. Seeing that mighty Hanuma exhausted, Ravana turned his chariot towards Nila. With his terrific arrows in the likeness of serpents, Ravana the powerful Lord of Rakshasas pierced the vital parts of his enemy, thus overwhelming
Nila the Vanara general. Nila, the Army General of Vanaras, tormented by that hail of arrows, with one hand hurled a great rock at Ravana the king of Rakshasas. Meanwhile, Hanuma of exalted mind, burning with courage, regained his breath and in his martial ire cried out furiously towards Ravana, the Lord of Rakshasas who occupied in fight with Nila as follows: It is not proper to
engage in a combat with a person who is already doing a fight with another. Then, the mighty Ravana, however, shattered the rock hurled by Nila with seven pointed arrows and it fell down, crumbling to pieces. Seeing that rock crumbling to pieces, Nila the Army general the destroyer of enemies who resembled the Fire of Time, glowed with fury.
In that fight, Nila hurled Aswakarna trees, Shala trees with extensive flowering, Chuta trees and other various types of trees. Ravana, confronting those trees, bursted them and showered a hail of dangerous darts on Nila the son of Agni.
Showered by a multitude of shafts, as from a cloud, the mighty Nila assumed a diminutive form and leapt on to the point of Ravana s standard. Seeing Nila the son of Agni standing well on the point of his standard, Ravana inflamed with fury. Then, Nila shouted loudly. Beholding that Vanara sometimes leaping on to the point of Ravana s standard sometimes on to the tip of his bow and sometimes on to the
peak of his diadem, Lakshmana, Hanuma and Rama were astonished. The mighty Ravana, amazed at the Vanara s agility, seized a marvellous and glowing arrow called Agneya the weapon of Fire. Thereafter, those Vanaras who felt rejoiced to see Ravana disconcerted at the agility of Nila and had found an occasion for jubilation, shouted joyously.
Then, provoked by the shouts of the Vanaras, his heart possessed with confusing, Ravana did not know what to do. Ravana the Rakshasa, taking up an arrow, charged with the missile presided over by the Agni, aimed at Nila who had perched on the tip of his standard.
Then, Ravana the king of Rakshasas said,: O Vanara! You are endowed with agility combined with a supreme power of magic. Do you save your life if you can, eventhogh you are creating numerous deeds of various kinds indeed worthy of your own self, O, Vanara!
Even then, the arrow charged with a mystic missile I am about to loose, will severe you from life, which existence you seek to preserve. Thus speaking, Ravana the long armed King of Rakshasas, having placed Agni Missile with his arrow, struck Nila the Army General. Struck on the chest by the arrow combined with a missile, Nila
being burnt all over, suddenly fell to the ground. Yet by virtue of the powerful aid of his father and his own native vigour, though brought to his knees on to the earth, he was not deprived of his life. Seeing Nila unconscious, Ravana, eager for fight, in his chariot whose rattling sounded like thunder clouds, rushed on Lakshmana.
Coming to the centre of the battle field, the powerful Ravana the King of Rakshasas prevented Lakshmana to go forward, halted, standing there in his glory and lifted up his bow. Lakshmana of indomitable courage spoke to that Ravana who was lifting up his unfathomable bow (as follows): O, King of Rakshasas! Now enter into combat with me cease from fighting with the Vanaras!
Hearing that marvellously modulated voice that resounded like the twanging of a bow string, Ravana drawing near his adversary, who stood close to his chariot, answered in anger: O, Lakshmana! By my good fortune, you in your perverted mind, reached within my range of sight so as to meet your death. This very instant, you will go to the region of Death, after having collapsed by the bang
of my rain of arrows. Then, Lakshmana, unmoved spoke to that Ravana who was roaring with his sharp and protruding teeth (as follows): Greatly dignified ones eschew bragging! O, the foremost of evil doers! You are sounding your own praises! O, King of Rakshasas! I know your valour, strength, energy and
courage! Come! I now stand here, with my bow and arrows in hand. O what use are vain boasts. Thus accosted, the King of Rakshasas, infuriated, loosened seven marvellously plumed arrows which Lakshmana shattered with his beautiful golden shafted arrows of sharp ends and edges. Beholding those arrows shattered like great cobras with their
hoods shattered, Ravana got angry and loosened other sharp arrows. Lakshmana, however, caused a well aimed rain of missiles from his bow to fall on Ravana and nay, even broke Ravana s arrows with his arrows called Khura, Ardhachandra, the excellent Karni and Bhalla. He did not feel perturbed. Seeing his successive arrows proving in vain, Ravana the King of
those hostile to Gods was astonished at Lakshmana s skill and released more whetted shafts upon him. Lakshmana, the equal of Mahendra, fixing some sharpened arrows, swift as lightning and of blazing effulgence on his bow string, discharged them on Ravana in order to strike him down. Whereupon, Ravana the King of Rakshasas shattered those pointed
arrows and struck Lakshmana in the forehead with a struck Lakshmana in the forehead with a shaft as bright as the Fire of Time, which had been bestowed on him by Brahma the Lord of Creation. Struck by Ravana s arrow, Lakshmana reeled a little and was scarcely able to retain his bow. But, coming to his consciousness with difficulty, he shattered that weapon belonging to Ravana, Indra s enemy.
Then, Lakshmana the son of Dasaratha struck Ravana, whose bow was broken, with three pointed darts. The king, pierced by those arrows, swooned and regained his senses with difficulty. Ravana, the enemy of Devas, whose bow was broken, struck by the arrows, his limbs spattered with flesh, and streaming with blood, himself of formidable energy, seized in the battle a spear gifted to him by Brahma the Lord of Creation.
Ravana the Lord of the country of Rakshasas hurled with strength on Lakshmana, that blazing spear, emitting smoke and as bright as fire, frightening the Vanaras in the fray. Lakshmana the younger brother of Bharata struck that weapon falling upon him with arrows and darts, as if it were a sacrificial fire. Nevertheless, that spear entered Lakshmana s broad chest.
The mighty Lakshmana, struck by the spear, lay on the earth, breathing fire. The king, rushing suddenly on him who was yet insensible, seized him brutally in his hands. Though he was able to lift up Himavat, Mandara and Meru mountains as also the Three Worlds with the Gods, he could not raise Lakshmana the younger brother of Bharata.
Lakshmana, though wounded in the breast by Brahma s weapon, recollected that he was an inconceivable fraction of Vishnu Himself. Ravana that thorn in the side of the Gods, though overcoming that Lakshmana who removed the pride of Rakshasas, was unable to bear him away with his hands.
Thereupon, the enraged Hanuma the son of the Wind God, rushed towards Ravana and struck angrily on his chest with his fist, resembling a thunder bolt. By that blow of the fist, Ravana the Lord of Rakshasas reeled and fell on his knees to the ground. A lot of blood oozed out from his face, eyes, and ears. Reeled and
motionless, he became and sat in the middle of the chariot. Seeing Ravana despite his redoubtable strength swooned on the battle field, sages and Vanaras began to shout in triumph as did also Devas and the Asuras. Then, the courageous Hanuma lifting up Lakshmana in his arms, who had been wounded by Ravana, brought him to Rama s presence.
That Lakshmana, whom his foes were unable to move, became light for Hanuma because of friendship and great devotion of Hanuma the son of Wind God towards him. That spear leaving Lakshmana, who was overcome in the battle, returned to its position in that chariot of Ravana.
The mighty Ravana too, regaining his consciousness in the great battle field, picked up his sharp arrows and the great bow. Healed and free from that lance, Lakshmana the annihilator of his foes, recollected of himself as a part of the inconceivable Vishnu the Lord of Preservation.
Beholding the great army of Vanaras whose great warriors were overthrown on the battle field, Rama rushed on Ravana. Meanwhile, Hanuma approaching Rama spoke the following words: You have to punish the Rakshasa by climbing my back, as Vishnu on Garuda in order to fight with the Enemy of Gods. Hearing those words spoken by Hanuma the son of Vayu, Rama
soon after mounted the great Vanara, Hanuma. Rama the Lord of men then saw Ravana standing in his chariot in the battle field. The mighty Rama became angry on seeing him and rushed upon that Ravana like unto Vishnu with his uplifted mace rushed upon Virochana. Rama made a sound in drawing the cord of his bow and like unto the roll of thunder, spoke in a deep voice to Ravana as follows:
O, Tiger among the Rakshasas! Stay, stay! Having evoked such a displeasure to me, where will you flee and get an abandonment? Even if you seek refuge in the region of Indra or Yama or the Sun or Brahma or Agni or Shiva or in the ten regions, even in those abodes you will elude me from now on.
O, Ravana the King of Rakshasas! The one who was struck by the spear, fell swooping this day only to recover consciousness immediately, will now, assuming the form of death, claim you, your sons and grandsons in battle. Here is he, under whose blows of arrows, fourteen thousand Rakshasas of terrible form perished, who had established themselves in Janasthana and were furnished with excellent weapons.
Hearing the words of Rama, Ravana of great strength, full of rage and recollecting his former hostility struck with flaming arrows resembling the tongues of the Fire of Dissolution, on Hanuman the son of Vayu, who with extreme velocity, was bearing Rama in the battle field. Even when struck by that Rakshasa with his arrows in the battle, the vigour of Hanuman, who was endowed with native strength, increased still further.
Thereupon, seeing Hanuman the Tiger among the Vanaras getting wounded by Ravana, Rama was transported with anger. Going near his chariot with his sharp and pointed arrows, Rama shattered it along with its wheels, Horses, banner, canopy, great standard, charioteer, darts, spears and swords.
Thereupon, with a great force, Rama struck with his shaft shining brightly as the thunderbolt, that Ravana, the enemy of Indra, in his broad and beautiful chest, even as the mighty Indra would strike the Mount Meru with his thunderbolt. That valiant King of Rakshasas, whom neither thunder nor lightning could cause disturbance or trembling stumbled letting fall his bow at the valiant impact of Rama s missile which created a deep injury.
Seeing that Ravana swooning, the magnanimous Rama took up a blazing arrow shaped like a crescent moon and immediately used it to shatter the diadem of Ravana the Lord of Rakshasas, which was of bright hue. In that battle field, Rama said to that Lord of Rakshasas whose splendour was dimmed, the setting of his diadem river, who resembled a venomous snake robbed of its poison or like a sun its rays extinguished, bereft of
lustre. You have accomplished a highly terrific great feat and my brave soldiers have succumbed beneath your blows. Now, you are weary and in this condition, I shall not put you under the clutches of Death. O, King of the Ranger of night! I know you have been tormented in the battle. Go and return to Lanka. Having regained your breath,
come back in your chariot with your bow and then standing in your chariot, you will witness once more my prowess. At these words, that King Ravana, his joy boasting subdued, his bow shattered, his Horses and chariot slain pierced with arrows, his great diadem broken, he soon returned to Lanka. While that mighty Ravana the Lord of Rakshasas and the enemy of
Devas and Danavas returned to Lanka, Rama arranged for drawing out arrows from Vanaras and from Lakshmana too, in the forefront of that vast battle field. That Ravana, the adversary of Indra being vanquished, the Devas, Asuras the multitude Bhutas in all the quarters, the creatures of the ocean with the great Uragas as also all beings on earth and in waters rejoiced very much.