it were ill. The agitated Kuru host, echoing
with that blare of conchs blown by brave warriors,
seemed to be like the welkin resounding with the noise
of thunder and fallen down (through some convulsion
of nature). That loud uproar, O monarch, resounded
through the ten points and frightened that host like
critical incidents at the end of the Yuga frightening
all living creatures. Then, Duryodhana and those
eight great car-warriors appointed for the protection
of Jayadratha all surrounded the son of Pandu.
The son of Drona struck Vasudeva with three and seventy
shafts, and Arjuna himself with three broad-headed
shafts, and his standard and (four) steeds with five
others. Beholding Janardana pierced, Arjuna, filled
with rage, struck Aswatthaman with hundred shafts.
Then piercing Karna with ten arrows and Vrishasena
with three, the valiant Dhananjaya cut off Salya’s
bow with arrows fixed on the string, at the handle.
Salya then, taking up another bow, pierced the son
of Pandu. And Bhurisravas pierced him with three
arrows whetted on stone, and equipped with golden wings.
And Karna pierced him with two and thirty arrows, and
Vrishasena with seven. And Jayadratha pierced
Arjuna with three and seventy shafts and Kripa pierced
him with ten. And the ruler of the Madras also
pierced Phalguna in that battle with ten arrows.
And the son of Drona pierced him with sixty arrows.
And he, once more, pierced Partha with five arrows,
and Vasudeva with twenty. Then the tiger among
., Arjuna owning white steeds and having
Krishna for his driver, pierced each of those warriors
in return, displaying the lightness of his hand.
Piercing Karna with a dozen shafts and Vrishasena
with three, Partha cut off Salya’s bow at the
handle. And piercing the son of Somadatta with
three arrows and Salya with ten, he pierced Kripa
with five and twenty arrows, and the ruler of the
Sindhus with a hundred, Partha struck Drona’s
son with seventy arrows. Then Bhurisravas filled
with rage, cut off the goad in Krishna’s hand,
and struck Arjuna with three and twenty shafts.
Then Dhananjaya, of white steeds, filled with rage,
mangled those enemies of his with hundreds upon hundreds
of arrows, like a mighty tempest tearing masses of
“Dhritarashtra, said, ’Describe to me,
O Sanjaya, the diverse kinds of standards resplendent
with great beauty, of both the Partha and our warriors
(in that battle).’
“Sanjaya said, ’Hear, O king, of the diverse
kinds of standards of those high-souled warriors.
Listen to me as I describe their forms and names.
Indeed, O king, upon the cars of those foremost of
car-warriors were seen diverse kinds of standards
that shone like blazing flames of fire. Made
of gold, or decked with gold, or adorned with strings
of gold and each looking like the golden mountain
(Meru), diverse kinds of standards were there that
were highly beautiful. And those standards of