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## Twenty-Seventh Chapter
Then, with the shadow of the wives' faces obscuring the midday sun, the Emperor reached the edge of the camp. [122] He was seated on a divine chariot, shaded by a canopy of jewels. The King did not feel the heat of the sun. [123] The King of Bharata did not even notice the path he had traversed, as he was engaged in conversation with the elders who were traveling alongside him. [124] Due to his divine power, he did not experience any jolting in his body from the movement of the chariot wheels, nor did he feel any fatigue from the chariot's speed. [125] The wind generated by the chariot's speed caused the long cloth of his banner to flutter, as if guiding the way for the army following behind. [126] The other kings, their bodies aching from the jolting of their chariots, reached the Emperor's chariot with great difficulty. [127] Those who wished to enter the camp with the Emperor covered the remaining distance quickly, their noble steeds carrying them forward. [128] From afar, the Emperor saw the tents and pavilions erected around the camp, their splendor mocking the palaces. [129] He saw the large, cloth-covered pavilions, supported by silver poles, which were like benevolent beings, relieving the suffering of the people. [130] People, seeing the large, rounded tops of the tents from afar, wondered if they were lotus flowers on the ground or flocks of swans. [131] The Emperor saw the various arrangements of tents and pavilions that had been set up for the accommodation of his vassals. [132] Seeing the thorny bushes surrounding the camps, he thought of them as thorns in his own kingdom, which was free from thorns. [133]