Then Bhishma began to consume the Kshatriyas in battle, like a fire, having his chariot for its fire-chambers, his bow for its flames, his swords, lances and maces for its fuel and his numerous shafts for its dreadful scintillation's. Just as a conflagration fed with a constant supply of fuel leaps from house to house being aided by a breeze, so also old displaying his weapons of celestial make.