Sanjaya said Duryodhana, O king and your Sudarsha, the only two of your children who were not killed, were at that time in the midst of the Kauravas cavalry.

Seeing Duryodhana in the midst of the cavalry, Krishna said to Dhananjaya, the son of Kunti:-"A large number of our enemies, relations that had received our protection, have been killed. There that best of Shini's race is returning, having taken Sanjaya captive.

Both Nakula and Sahadeva, O Bharata, are worn out having fought with the wretched। Dhartarashtras and their followers.

Those there, viz., Kripa and Kritavarman and the great car-warrior Ashvatthaman, have left Duryodhana's side and taken up their positions elsewhere.

Having killed Duryodhana's soldiers, the beautiful Panchala prince is waiting there in the midst of the Prabhadrakas.

There, O Partha, Duryodhana is in the midst of his cavalry, with the umbrella held over his head and looking all around.

Having re-arranged the remnant of his army, he waits in the midst of his forces. Killing this one with your keen arrows you may achieve all your objects.

As long as these troops do not fly away seeing you in their midst and witnessing also the destruction of their elephant force, do you, O chastiser of foes, try to kill Duryodhana.

Let somebody go to the Panchala prince and ask him to come here. The Kaurava troops are all exhausted. O sire, the sinful Duryodhana will never succeed in escaping.

Having killed a large number your soldiers in battle the son of Dhritarashtra looks highly delighted as if he believes that the Pandavas have been defeated.

Seeing his own soldiers assailed and killed by the Pandavas, the Kuru king will certainly come to battle for his own destruction.”—Thus addressed by Krishna, Phalguna said to him:"almost all the sons of Dhritarashtra, O giver of honours, have been killed by. Bhirna. Only these two still survive; they however, O Krishna, shall also be killed today.

Bhishma has been killed, Drona has been killed, Karna has been killed, Shalya, the king of the Madras, has been killed and Jayadratha also, O Krishna, has been killed.

Only five hundred cavalry constitute the army of Shakuni the son of Subala. Only two hundred still remain, of cars, O Janarddana. Of elephants the only remnant is a hundred and of foot only three thousand.

There remain also Ashvatthaman and Kripa and the king of the Trigartas and Uluka and Shakuni and Kritavarman of the Satwata race.

These, O Madhava, are the remnant of Duryodhana's army. Truly no body will escape from death.

Although such a great slaughter has taken place. Duryodhana is still alive. Today king Yudhishthira, however, will be shorn of all his foes. None of my enemies will escape me, today.

Even if they be superhuman beings, O Krishna! I shall yet kill all those warriors today if only they do not fly away from the battlefield.

Worked up with wrath in today's battle, I shall, by killing the prince of Gandhara with my keen arrows, remove that sleeplessness which the king has suffered from for a long time.

I shall regain all those valuable properties which Subala's wicked son won from us at the gambling match.

Hearing of the destruction of their husbands and sons at the hands of the Pandavas in battle, all the ladies of Hastinapur will cry.

Today, O Krishna, our task will be finished. Today Duryodhana shall be divorced from his prosperity and life.

take the foolish of Dhritarashtra as dead, O Vrishni hero, if, O Krishna, he does not today fly away from the battle,

You may son Those horses cannot bear the twang of my bow and the slaps of my palms. Proceed there, OKrishna, for I will kill them.

Thus accosted by Pandu's son of great mental strength, the Dasarha heroe urged his horses, O king, towards Duryodhana's detachment.

Beholding that force, three great carwarriors prepared themselves for striking it, for Bhimasena and Arjuna and Sahadeva, O sire, in a body, proceeded against it with loud leonine roars in order to kill Duryodhana.

Beholding those three warriors rushing quickly together with uplifted bows, Subala's son proceeded against the Pandavas.

Your son Sudarshana rushed against Bhimasena. Susharman and Shakuni met with Kiritin. Your son Duryodhana on horse back proceeded against Sahadeva.

Then your son, O king, with great speed and care, forcibly struck Sahadeva's head with a lance.

Thus struck by your son, Sahadeva sat down on his car, all his limbs being covered with blood and himself breathing like a snake.

Reigning his consciousness then, O king, Sahadeva, in anger, covered Duryodhana with keen shafts.

Kunti's son Dhananjaya, otherwise called Partha, displaying his prowess, sundered the heads of many brave warriors on horse back.

Indeed, Partha, with many arrows, destroyed that (cavalry). Having. killed all the horses, he then proceeded against the cars of the Trigartas.

Thereat the great car warriors of the Trigartas, in a body, covered Arjuna and Vasudeva with showers of arrows.

Assailing Satyakarman with a razor-headed arrow, the illustrious son of Pandu, sundered his antagonist's car-shafts.

With another razor-headed arrow, O lord whetted on stone, that illustrious hero, smiling cut off his antagonist's head crown adorned with a golden.

He next attacked Satyeshu before all the warriors, like hungry lion, O king, in the forest, attacking a deer.

Having killed him, Partha struck Susharman with three arrows and then killed all those carwarriors bedecked with golden ornaments.

He then proceeded with great force against Susharman the king of Prasthala, displaying his anger cherished for many long years.

Covering him, first, O foremost of Bharata's race, with a hundred arrows Arjuna then killed all the horses of that bowman,

Fixing then a strong arrow that resembled the rod of Yama, Partha, smiling, quickly shot it at Susharman, aiming it at him.

Shot by that bowman chaffing with wrath, that arrow reaching Susharman, passed through his heart in that battle.

O king, Susharman fell down dead on the earth, gladdening all the Pandavas and distressing all your warriors.

Having killed Susharman in that battle, Partha then, with his arrow, killed the five and thirty sons of that king, all of whom were great car-warriors.

Killing next all the followers, of Susharman with his keen arrows, the great car-warrior Arjuna proceeded against the remnant of the Bharata army.

In that battle, filled with rage, O king, Bhima covered Sudarshana with his arrows.

Filled with rage, the son of Pandu, smiling, cut off his antagonist's head with a sharp razorheaded arrow. The prince fell down dead on the earth.

Upon the fall of that (Kuru) hero, his followers encircled Bhima in that battle, making a downpour of whetted arrows.

With keen arrows Vrikodara, however, whose touch resembled that of Indra's thunder, enshrouded the army around him. Within a very short time, Bhima killed them all, O foremost of Bharata's race.

Whilst they were being thus slain, many powerful Kaurava warriors, O Bharata, approached Bhima and began to fight with him.

The son of Pandu, O king, enshrouded all of them with his arrows. In the same way your warriors, O king, covered the great carwarriors of the Pandavas with arrows from all sides.

All the warriors then, of both sides thus fighting with one another, became exceedingly agitated.

Struck by one another, the warriors of both armies, O king, began to drop down, lamenting for their (deceased) relatives.