Having crossed the almost uncrossable ocean of Drona's division abounding with chariots and steeds and elephants-ocean of which the waves are constituted by arrows and darts, fishes by swords and scimitars and alligators by the maccs; which roars with the whizz of arrows and the clash of diverse weapons, an ocean that is fierce and destructive of life and resounds with the din created by diverse musical instruments; of which the touch is disagreeable and unbearable to warriors longing to have victory and of which the banks infested by flesh-eaters represented by the forces of Jalasandha, I consider that the remaining of the array yet to be crossed, can be crossed with great ease, like a stream-let of shallow water. Therefore do you dauntlessly drive the steeds forwards.