दृष्ट्वा राजजनं सर्वं राज्यं शून्यं भयाकुलम् । क्रोधाध्मातमनास्तूर्णं प्रविश्य रिपुवाहिनीम् । आकर्णाकृष्टकोदंडो ववर्ष शरसंततीः
dṛṣṭvā rājajanaṃ sarvaṃ rājyaṃ śūnyaṃ bhayākulam | krodhādhmātamanāstūrṇaṃ praviśya ripuvāhinīm | ākarṇākṛṣṭakodaṃḍo vavarṣa śarasaṃtatīḥ
Voyant tout le peuple du roi et le royaume désert, bouleversé par la peur, son esprit s’enfla de colère; aussitôt il entra dans l’armée ennemie. Bandant son arc jusqu’à l’oreille, il fit pleuvoir une suite ininterrompue de flèches.
Narrator (Purāṇic narrator; likely Sūta/Lomaharṣaṇa)
Scene: The prince surveys a deserted, terrified city—gates ajar, streets empty—then storms into the enemy ranks; he draws the bow to the ear and releases a continuous stream of arrows like rain, cutting through banners and armor.
When fear and disorder prevail, righteous courage (śaurya) becomes an instrument of dharma to protect society.
No site is specified in this verse; it is a narrative of dharmic defense rather than a tīrtha-māhātmya passage.
None; the focus is martial response aligned with royal duty.