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The twenty-fifth Tirthankara, the Lord Mahavira, is praised. The king, Bharat, with a roar like a lion, sets out for the Vardhamana Tirtha in the south.
**1**
The king marches. The Garuda flag flies. The armies move swiftly, dust fills the sky. They invade the home of Surlakshmi. The horses' saliva and the elephants' intoxicated water lines calm the opposing forces. The people's feet are covered in mud from the betel nut stains, they get entangled in garlands. The ten directions are overwhelmed by the heavy weight and the movement of the lords, the earth bends. The serpents do not mate, they spew flames of poison. They bear the burden somehow, they abandon their intoxication, they want to go anywhere, the Nagaraja is distressed. The salt sea roars. The victory of war
resides in the king's hand and laughs. It afflicts the armies of the enemy kings, crushes the difficult terrains; the superior army marches, enters the fort, crosses the water fort, abducts the tree forts. It calms the mountain forts. It invades the sky; the six types of armies, consisting of soldiers, horses, chariots, elephants, gods, Vidyadharas, and the enemy Vidyadharas, invade and subdue the enemy king, bringing him under control. The army that does not submit is deprived of life.
**Ghattha -** Near the Vaidyuta forest, he stationed the army that would capture the enemy, which, upon the roar of the elephants, seemed as if the sea had become turbulent during the apocalypse. || 1 ||
**2**
The army, stationed on the shores of the Vaidyuta and the sea, adorned with the red dust of the mountains, was filled with dance halls in the homes of the Sal trees,