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賭鬥
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賭鬥 The Combat

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逐句解 Line by line

guàiwényánkěnràng guàiwényánkěnràng

The fiend, hearing this, was in no way minded to yield.

那裡肯讓, nǎ lǐ kěn ràng, "not about to give way" — rhetorical, so is ; but 那怪 two characters earlier points at the fiend, so there it is .

使shǐxīngjiàndiūkāijiěshùjièwǎngláizàishānzhōngdòuyǒuèrshíhuífēnshèng 使shǐxīngjiàndiūkāijiěshùjièwǎngláizàishānzhōngdòuyǒuèrshíhuífēnshèng

Wielding his seven-star sword and opening up his fighting forms, he traded blows with Eight Rules back and forth, and they contended on the mountain some twenty rounds without decision.

七星劍, qī xīng jiàn, the seven-star sword, its blade inlaid with the seven stars of the Dipper — a Daoist ritual weapon before it is a fighting one. 丟開解數 means to open out one's repertoire of moves: 解數 is the set of forms a martial artist has been taught, the word that survives in 渾身解數, giving something everything you have. in 山中 is zhōng. Twenty rounds, no result.

jièhěnláishědexiāngyíng jièhěnláishědexiāngyíng

Eight Rules worked himself into a fury and met him with reckless abandon.

捨死的相迎, shě sǐ de xiāng yíng, "meeting him as a man who has given up on living" — 捨死 is to throw your life away, the same construction as modern 捨命. is xiāng. For once, Eight Rules is genuinely dangerous.

guàijiànzuóěrduopēnzhānxiándīngkǒuyāoyāodejìnyǒuxiēsǒnghuítóuzhāoxiǎoguàidòngshǒu guàijiànzuóěrduopēnzhānxiándīngkǒuyāoyāodejìnyǒuxiēsǒnghuítóuzhāoxiǎoguàidòngshǒu

The fiend, seeing him shake his ears, spew sticky slobber, brandish his rake, and holler and shout, felt no little dread himself, and turned at once to call up the little fiends to fall on him all together.

And it works. 捽耳朵噴粘涎, zuó ěr duo, pēn zhān xián, "shaking his ears, spraying sticky slobber" — the novel never lets us forget what he looks like, even when he is winning. 吆吆喝喝 is roaring and hollering. is . The phrase 也盡有些悚懼 means the fiend was quite badly frightened, here carrying the sense "rather, a good deal" that later Chinese writes with ; the edition prints and the ruby gives it the corpus reading jìn.

ruòshìshíháihǎo ruòshìshíháihǎo

Had it been one against one, all would have been well enough.

其實還好, qí shí hái hǎo, "would have been all right" — read hái. The narrator steps in to say it out loud: one against one, he would have been fine.

jiànxiēxiǎoyāoshànghuāngleshǒujiǎozhējiàzhùbàilezhènhuítóujiùpǎo jiànxiēxiǎoyāoshànghuāngleshǒujiǎozhējiàzhùbàilezhènhuítóujiùpǎo

But when he saw the little fiends come on all at once, he lost his nerve, could not ward them off, broke and gave way, and turned to run.

遮架不住, zhē jià bù zhù, "could not keep them off" — 遮架 is parrying, warding. 敗了陣, "his line broke." 那些 takes as . Thirty at once is a different proposition, and he runs.


總評 Commentary

The combat is written in the novel's standard idiom — the seven-star sword against the nine-tooth rake, twenty rounds without a result — and for once Eight Rules acquits himself well. Worked into a fury, ears flapping, slobbering and roaring, he frightens Silver-Horn, who has to be described as rather badly shaken. This is the pig at his best, and the novel gives him the moment properly, without undercutting it.

Then the demon does the sensible thing and calls up the other thirty. The narrator's aside is the most generous line anyone gives Eight Rules in the whole chapter: one against one, it would have been all right. He loses on numbers rather than on skill or nerve, which is a face-saving frame the novel reliably extends to its sympathetic bunglers — and it is also, on the evidence of the preceding twenty rounds, true.