Vaishampayana said After Bhishma had fled away from the battle-field, the illustrious Duryodhana, hoisting up his flag, approached Arjuna with bow in hand, and sending up a loud roar.

Then with a dart shot from the bow drawn to the ear, he wounded, on the forehead, Dhananjaya of fierce energy, and a terrible bowman ranging in the midst of the enemies.

And wounded with a sharp golden arrow on his forehead, that illustrious hero shone like a hill with a single peak.

Severed by his arrow warm life-blood gushed out of the wound. And piercing his forehead, that golden shaft appeared beautiful.

Duryodhana of fierce energy, attacked Partha, and Partha attacked him. Thus two foremost of men, born in the family of Ajamidha, struck each other in the battle.

Then supported by four cars, Vikarna rushed on an infuriated elephant, huge as a mountain, against Jishnu, the son of Kunti.

Seeing him come quickly, Dhananjaya struck that elephant-chief on the head, between the temples, with a fierce iron shaft, discharged from the bow drawn to the ear.

Like thunderbolt, hurled by Indra, smiting a hill, the arrow, with vulture wings, shot by Partha, penetrated up to the very feathers into the huge elephant.

Struck by the arrow that elephant-chief, greatly pained began to tremble; and being cxhausted, it fell down on the earth like a nountain summit clapped by a thunderbolt.

All on a sudden, getting down in great fear from the car, Vikarana ran full eight hundred paces and got on the car of Vivinshati.

Having killed with that thunderbolt shaft, that elephant, huge as a hill, and resembling a mass of clouds the son of Pritha struck Duryodhana on the breast, with another arrow of the same kind.

The elephant and the king having thus been both wounded and Vikarana having fled away with the followers, other warriors, smitten with the shafts discharged from the Gandiva, fled from the field in panic.

Having seen the elephant slain by Partha, and all other heroes running away, Duryodhana, the foremost of Kurus, turning his chariot, immediately fled where Partha was not.

While Duryodhana was thus taking to his heels, in great terror, pierced by that arrow, and throwing up blood, Kiritin, still eager for battle and capable of withstanding every enemy, censured him.

Arjuna said Renouncing your great fame and glory, why do you take to your heels? Why are not your trumpet blown in the same way as when you started from your kingdom.

I am the obedient servant of Yudhishthira. I am the third son of Pritha, standing here for battle. Turning back, show me your face. Remember the conduct of kings, O son of Dhritarashtra.

The name Duryodhana, given to you, is thus made meaningless. Where is your persistence in battle-time. Your run away leaving the battle-field.

O Duryodhana! As no guard is seen either in front or back of you. Hence, O chivalrous man! Immediately depart from the battle-field and save your life before you die in the hands of Arjuna.