群妖圍攻 The Host Closes In
那怪物側身躲過,使方天戟劈面相迎。兩個在山頭上一來一往,戰經三四回合,那怪力軟。敗陣回走。行者趕來,卻被老魔接住。又鬥了三合,只見那狐阿七復轉來攻。這壁廂八戒見了,急掣九齒鈀擋住。一個抵一個,戰經多時,不分勝敗,那老魔喝了一聲,眾妖兵一齊圍上。那怪物侧身躲过,使方天戟劈面相迎。两个在山头上一来一往,战经三四回合,那怪力软。败阵回走。行者赶来,却被老魔接住。又斗了三合,只见那狐阿七复转来攻。这壁厢八戒见了,急掣九齿钯挡住。一个抵一个,战经多时,不分胜败,那老魔喝了一声,众妖兵一齐围上。
逐句解 Line by line
The monster dodged aside, and with his square-heaven halberd met [the blow] full in the face.
劈面相迎 — "met it straight in the face," 相 read xiāng.
The two of them went back and forth on the mountain-top, and when they had fought some three or four bouts, the monster's strength went soft.
一來一往 is "back and forth"; 力軟 is "strength going soft." Three or four passes is not many, and the gap between the portrait and the performance is the joke.
Beaten, he turned and fled.
敗陣回走 — "broke and ran back."
Pilgrim gave chase, but was met and held off by the old fiend.
卻被老魔接住 — "was met and held by the old fiend," who covers his uncle's retreat. Whatever else he is, the elder brother is loyal to his family.
They had fought another three bouts when Fox Ah-Seven wheeled back to the attack.
復轉來攻 — "turned back to attack again." The two fiends now press Wukong together.
On this side Bajie, seeing it, quickly drew his nine-tooth rake and blocked him.
這壁廂 (zhè bì xiāng) is "on this side," a stage-direction sort of phrase common in drama and fiction. Bajie steps in and the fight becomes two against two.
One held off one, and when they had fought a good while with neither side prevailing, the old fiend gave a shout, and the whole company of demon-soldiers closed in together.
不分勝敗 — "no telling win from loss," 分 read fēn; 喝了一聲 is "gave a shout," 喝 read hè. Deadlocked again, the fiend does what he did last time and calls up numbers.
The battle plays as a brisk, well-choreographed melee. Ah-Seven, for all his fearsome portrait, weakens in three or four passes and runs, only for the old fiend to cover him and hold Wukong off; the uncle wheels back, Bajie comes in with his rake, and the thing settles into two against two on the mountain-top.
The choreography builds toward a reversal the reader has seen before. Unable to win the individual combats, the old fiend falls back on weight of numbers — one shout, and the whole company closes in. It is the same tactic that once smothered Wukong under three hundred imps, and it sets up the entrance of Sha Monk and the felling of the fox-uncle.