Sanjaya said In the meantime pointing out the righteous king Yudhishthira to Parthia, the son of Kunti, Krishna said-

Behold, O son of Pandu, your brother Yudhishthira pursued by the highly powerful sons of Dhritarashtra, all great bowmen desirous of killing him.

The powerful Panchalas, whom it is difficult to vanquish, are running after the great Yudhishthira for rescuing him.

Accoutred in coat of mail and accompanied by a large army Duryodhana, the king of the whole world, is pursuing the Pandava king, with a view to kill him, O foremost of men, assisted by his brothers, all expert in fighting whose very touch is like the deadly venom of serpents.

Your army, riding on elephants, horses and cars and proceeding on foot are going to kill a Yudhishthira like poor men for possessing a costly gem.

See, obstructed by Satvata and Bhima, they have become motionless like unto the Dailyas desirous of pilfering ambrosia stupefied by Sakra and Agni.

On account of their numerical vastness (the Kuru) car-warriors are proceeding quickly towards Yudhishthira like unto a collection of water running towards the ocean during the rainy season.

Blowing their conch-shell and shaking their bows those powerful bow-men are sending up leonine shouts.

I regard Kunti's son Yudhishthira who has been brought under the influence of Duryodhana as within the mouth of Death or like an oblation of ghee in fire.

Duryodhana's army is properly armed. Coming within the range of their arrows even Sakra cannot escape.

Who in battle can bear the force of arrows shot by Duryodhana, who, when worked ups with anger, resembles Death himself.

The force of Duryodhana's arrows, or of Drona's son's, or Kripa's, or Karna's, can shatter even the very mountains. was

The powerful light-handed and successful king Yudhishthira, expert in fighting and the scorcher of his enemies, was compelled by Karna to retreat from the battle-field.

Accompanied by the highly powerful and heroic sons of Dhritarashtra the son of Radha is capable of afflicting the Pandava chief in battle.

While the self-controlled Partha fighting with them, other great car-warriors brought about his discomfiture.

O foremost of Bharatas, the king is great emaciated with fasts. He is gifted with the force of a Brahmana, but he is not endued with Kshatriya prowess.

Afflicted by Karna the king Yudhishthira, the son Pandu, has been greatly imperiled.

I think, O Partha, the king, Yudhishthira has fallen, since the wrathful Bhimasena, the slayer of his enemies, is calmy bearing the leonine shouts repeatedly sent up by Dhritarashtra's sons desirous of achieving victory and blowing their conch-shells.

Indeed, O foremost of men, Pandu's son Yudhishthira is slain. See Karna is exciting the great car-warrior of Dhritarashtra's army. The powerful car-warriors are covering the son of Pritha with a down-pour of various weapons such as Indrajala, Sthunakarna and Pasupata.

Forsooth, O Arjuna, the king is greatly wounded and weakened, since the Panchalas, the wielders of all sorts of weapons, accompanied with Pandavas, are following him hurriedly at a time when it is necessary to display speed like unto men rushing to rescue a man sinking under earth.

The king's standard is not to be seen. Most likely it has been struck down by Karna with his arrows. Before the very eyes of the twin brothers, Satyaki, Shikhandin, Dhristadyumna, Satanika, Panchalas and Chedis, Karna is killing the Pandava army like an elephant spoilating lotuses.

The car-warriors of your army, O son of Pandu, are flying away. See, O Partha, how they are taking to their heels.

Struck by Karna in battle, O Arjuna the elephants are flying away in ten directions yelling cries of pain.

Pursued in battle by Karna, the grinder of his enemies the collection of cars is dispersed on all sides.

O foremost of those leading standards, see the standard the bearing the emblem of an elephant of charioteer's son is moving about all over (the field).

There the son of Radha runs after Bhimasena scattering hundreds of arrows and killing your soldiers.

There the powerful Panchala car-warriors are being dispersed (by him) like the Daityas slain by Sakra in the great battle.

Having defeated the Panchalas, Pandavas and Srinjayas, Karna is casting his eyes on all sides, methinks, for finding you out.

See Partha, how beautiful he looks while drawing his best of bows as did shine Shakra in the midst of the celestials after having defeated his enemies.

Witnessing Karna's power there the Kauravas are shouting and striking terror to the Pandavas and Srinjayas.

Having thus terrified the Pandavas in the great battle with all his force, the son of Radha, O giver of honor, addressing his army said-

“May you fare well, O Kauravas. Do you move on with such a force that no Srinjaya can escape from the battle-field with his life.

Do so in a body. We will follow you." Saying this he followed them shooting his arrow.

See Partha, Karna is shining in the battlefield with a white umbrella like the Udaya (rising mountain) beautified with the moon.

With this umbrella of a hundred ribs resembling the full-moon held over his head he is casting his looks around for you. Forsooth, he will come here quickly.

See, O you of large arms, he is drawing a huge bow shooting, in the great battle, arrows resembling deadly serpents.

Seeing your banner bearing the emblem of a monkey the son of Radha is turning to this direction for seeking an encounter with you.

O Partha and bringing on his destruction like an insect approaching a burning flame. This wrathful hero is engaged in the well-being of Dhritarashtra's son; that own W one of wicked understanding always seeks to injure you. Seeing Karna alone Dhritarashtra's son is turning with his car force to protect him.

That wicked man with all his followers should be killed by you with all care if you wish to secure fame, kingdom and happiness.

O Partha! All Kauravas will introduce with your valour when the battle is initiated with extremne vigour between you both warriors renowned in the world. It will be a fight the same as took place during long long ago between demons and gods.

Seeing you greatly worked up with anger and Karna too Duryodhiana, although angered, will not be able to do anything.

O foremost of Bharatas, knowing yourself self-controlled and Karna cherishing animosity against the pious Yudhishthira, O son of Kunti, make use of this good opportunity.

Making up your mind for battle encounter all the car-warriors. O foremost of car-warriors, five hundred most excellent, powerful and energetic, car-warriors, five thousand elephants, ten thousand horses and ten lakhs foot-soldiers, protecting one another coming against you in a battle-field. as are

O warrior! Kill immediately the army just ready to attack on you under circle of defence led by Ashvatthama, the son of Drona.

Of your own accord show yourself to the great bowman, the charioteer's son. Advance with great force, O foremost of Bharatas.

Worked up up with anger there Karna advances against the Panchalas. I see his standard approaching the car of Dhristadyumna, forsooth.

He will root out the Panchalas. O Bharata chief, I will communicate to you a good intelligence, the virtuous king Yudhishthira is still alive. The mighty-armed Bhima has returned and is leading the army.

He is surrounded by the Srinjayas and Satyaki. There in battle the Kuru soldiers are being killed in battle with sharp arrows by Bhimasena and the high-souled Panchalas.

Wounded with Bhima's arrows, Duryodhana's army, retreating and bathed in blood, are quickly flying away.

Covered with blood the Bharata is looking poorly like the earth divested of crops.

Behold, O son of Kunti, Bhimasena, the commander of your army, worked up with anger like a serpent, is assailing the (Kuru) troops.

Look, O Arjuna, at the yellow, crimson, black and white banners painted with stars, moons and suns and innumerable umbrellas scattered all over the field.

Standards, made of gold, silver and other metals, are lying about and there lie scattered slain horses.

Car-warriors, deprived of their life, are dropping down from cars, killed by the unretreating Panchalas with variegated arrows.

There the quick-coursing Panchalas, O Dhananjaya, are rushing against the elephants, horses and cars belonging the Dhritarashtra's party, divested of their riders. O foremost of men, O slayer of enemies, your warriors, giving up the love of their lives and invincible in battle, are, aided by Bhimasena's power, grinding the enemy's army.

There the Panchalas are sending up loud war-cries and blowing their conchs as they are advancing against their enemies and grinding them with their arrows.

Look at their greatness. through their power the Panchalas are killing Dhritarashtra's soldiers as the angry lions kill the tigers.

Themselves although without any arms they are carrying away the arms of the enemies (from their hands) and with them they are killing foes and making war-caries.

They are striking down the heads and arms of their enemies. Their car-warriors, elephantwarriors and cavalry are all heroic and praiseworthy.

Like quick-coursing swans leaving Manasa lake and running into the Ganges the Panchalas are rushing against the Kuru army and are assailing every part of the huge force of Duryodhana.

Like bulls withstanding bulls, Kripa, Karna and other warriors with all their energy are resisting the Panchalas.

The heroes, headed by Dhristadyumna, are killing thousands of their enemies, the great car-warriors of Duryodhana's force, already sunk in the ocean of Bhima's weapons.

Beholding Panchalas overpowered by their energies Marut's son is covering the hostile force with arrows and with roars of lions.

The major portion of the huge army of Duryodhana is stricken with fear. The cars and horses assailed with Bhima's fear have been scattered all over.

See, these elephants, struck by Bhima with his Narachas, are dropping down like the summits of mountains clapped by Indra's thunder-bolt.

There the huge elephants, wounded by Bhima with his arrows, are flying away crushing their own army.

Do you not recognise the leonine shouts of Bhima, O Arjuna, who, worked up with the desire of achieving victory, is roaring.

There worked up with anger the Prince of Nishadas is advancing on his best of cars, like Death himself armed with his rod against the son of Pandu for killing him with his Tomara.

His two arms with Tomaras are cut-off by Bhima with ten sharpened Narachas effulgent like fire of the sun.

Killing him he is proceeding against other elephants resembling a mass of dark blue clouds and driven by riders. They are striking Vrikodara with Saktis and Tomaras.

Slaying those forty-nine elephants with sharp arrows Parthas' elder brother is striking down their victorious standards.

The other elephants were killed each with ten Narachas. The war-cries of Dhritarashtra's soldiers are no longer audible since (Bhima), like Purandara himself, is engaged in battle.

Three Akshauhini of Dhritarashtra's soldiers have been arranged and they all have been thwarted by angry Bhima, the foremost of men.

As the people having weak eye-sight cannot see at sun in noon, the kings are unable to gaze directly at Bhimasena, the son of Kunti.

As the stags feel anxiety with fear of lion, these Kauravas' soldiers are so frightened of the arrows shot by Bhimasena as they are anxious everywhere in the battle-field.

Sanjaya said Beholding that arduous task accomplished by Bhima Arjuna, with his sharp arrows, killed the remaining enemies.

O sovereign! The mighty samsaptakas have run away to ten directions on account of their severe slaughter in battle-field and the departing as also loss of courage. A number of other warriors got immediate relief by joining Indra as his guest.

Lion heart Partha killed the Caturangini army (infantry, chariot-rider, horse-riders and elephant-riders) led by Duryodhana by shooting arrows with bent nodes. O sovereign! The mighty samsaptakas have run away to ten directions on account of their severe slaughter in battle-field and the departing as also loss of courage. A number of other warriors got immediate relief by joining Indra as his guest.

Lion heart Partha killed the Caturangini army (infantry, chariot-rider, horse-riders and elephant-riders) led by Duryodhana by shooting arrows with bent nodes.