The Pandava army cried “Oh” and “Alas”, and became deprived of its senses. Father struck the son and the son struck the father; friends fought with dearest friends as if all were under the influence of fate. O descendant of Bharata many men of the Pandava army were seen with disheveled hair to run away throwing aside their armours. The Pandava army uttered loud lamentations. Even the very leaders of their car-warriors were seen to be as confounded as a very herd of kinc. Having seen the army thus routed, that delighter of the Yudu race (Krishna) stopped that best of car (belonging to Arjuna) and thus spoke to Partha: "O son of Pritha, the hour has now come which was desired by you.