Doha 20b

Then the terrible arrows sped forth, hissing like so many serpents. Śrī Rāma got infuriated in battle and arrows, exceedingly sharp, flew from His bow. (1) The demon-warriors turned and fled when they found the arrows so very sharp. The three brothers (Khara, Dūṣaṇa and Triśirā) now flew into rage: “Whoever flees from the battle-field— (2) “will be killed by us with our own hands.” At this the warriors turned back, fully resolved to die, and made a frontal attack with weapons of various descriptions. (3) Perceiving that the enemy was extremely enraged, the Lord put arrows to His bow and discharged many a shaft of the ‘Nārāca’ type with the result that frightful fiends began to be mowed down. (4) Trunks, heads, arms, hands and feet began to drop to the ground here, there and everywhere. Pierced by shafts, they yelled like elephants and their mountain-like trunks fell into pieces. (5) The bodies of the warriors were torn into hundreds of pieces; however, resorting to conjuring tricks, they stood up again. A number of arms and heads flew through the air and headless trunks ran to and fro. (6) Birds like kites and crows and jackals wrangled in a harsh and awful way. (7) Jackals wrangled; ghosts, spirits and fiends filled the bowls of skulls with blood; devils clashed the heads of slain warriors like cymbals and the Yoginīs* danced. Śrī Rāma’s fierce arrows tore to pieces the leaders’ breasts, arms and heads; their bodies fell on every side but stood up again to fight with terrible cries of “Seize, capture!” (1) * A class of female attendants on Lord Śiva or Goddess Durgā, who are generally believed to be sixty-four in number. Vultures flew away with one end of entrails in their claws, while goblins scampered with the other end held in their hands; one might fancy numberless children of the town of the battle-field were flying kites. A large number of heroes, that had been smitten or knocked down or whose breast had been torn, lay moaning. Finding their army in distress, leaders like Triśirā, Khara and Dūṣaṇa turned towards Śrī Rāma. (2) Countless demons hurled furiously against Śrī Raghuvīra arrows, spears, iron clubs, axes, javelins and daggers all at once. In the twinkling of an eye the Lord warded off the enemy’s shafts and sent forth His own arrows, planting ten shafts in the breast of each warrior of the demon host. (3) The leaders fell to the ground but rose again and joined in the fray. Yet they would not die and played very many conjuring tricks. The gods trembled with fear when they saw that the demons numbered fourteen thousand, while the Lord of Ayodhyā, Śrī Rāma, was all alone. Finding the gods and sages alarmed, the Lord, who is the Controller of Māyā (Cosmic illusion), wrought a great miracle. The demons saw one another in the form of Śrī Rāma, so that the enemy’s warriors fought among themselves and perished. (4)

They gave up their bodies crying “Rāma! Rāma!!” and thereby attained the state of eternal bliss. Resorting to this device, the Ocean of Mercy, Śrī Rāma killed the enemy in a trice. (20-A) The gods in their exultation rained down flowers and kettle-drums sounded in the heavens. And hymning glories (of Śrī Rāma), one after another, they all left glowingly in their cars of various patterns. (20-B)