and broad-headed arrows, those ten lances (of Virata),
and with certain other shafts that dart (of Drupada)
decked with gold and stones of lapis lazuli.
Then that grinder of foes, viz
., the son of Bharadwaja,
with a couple of well-tempered and broad-headed shafts,
despatched both Drupada and Virata unto the abode
of Yama. Upon the fall of Virata and Drupada,
and the slaughter of the Kshatriyas, the Chedis, the
Matsyas, and the Panchalas, and upon the fall of those
three heroes, viz
., the three grandsons of Drupada,
the high-souled Dhrishtadyumna, beholding those feats
of Drona, became filled with rage and grief, and swore
in the midst of all the ear-warriors, saying, ’Let
me lose merits of all my religious acts as also my
Kshatriya and Brahma energy, if Drona escape me today
with life, or if he succeed in vanquishing me!’
Having taken that oath in the midst of all the bowmen,
that slayer of hostile heroes, viz
., the prince
of the Panchalas, supported by his own division, advanced
against Drona. The Panchalas then began to strike
Drona from one side, and Arjuna from another.
Duryodhana, and Karna, and Sakuni, the son of Suvala,
and the uterine brothers of Duryodhana (stationed),
according to their precedence, began to protect Drona
in battle. Drona being thus protected in battle
by those illustrious warriors, the Panchalas though
struggling vigorously, could not even gaze at him.
Then Bhimasena, O sire, became highly angry with Dhrishtadyumna
and, O bull among men, that son of Pandu pierced Dhrishtadyumna
with these fierce words:
“Bhimasena said, ’What man is there who
being regarded as a Kshatriya and who taking his birth
in the race of Drupada and who being the foremost of
all persons possessing a knowledge of weapons, would
only thus look at his foe stationed before him?
What man having seen his sire and son slain, and especially,
having sworn such an oath in the midst of the king,
would thus be indifferent to his enemy? Yonder
stands Drona like a fire swelling with its own energy.
Indeed, with bow and arrows constituting his fuel,
he is consuming with his energy all the Kshatriyas.
Soon will he annihilate the Pandava army. Stand
ye (as spectators) and behold my feat. Against
Drona himself will I proceed. Having said these
words, Vrikodara, filled with rage, penetrated into
Drona’s array, began to afflict and rout that
host. Then the Panchalaprince Dhrishtadyumna,
also, penetrating into that large host, engaged himself
with Drona in battle. The battle became furious.
Such a fierce encounter we had never seen or heard
of before, O king, as that which now took place at
sunrise of that day. The cars, O sire, were seen
to be entangled with one another. The bodies of
embodied creatures deprived of lives were scattered
all over the field. Some, while proceeding towards
another part of the field, were, on the way, assailed
by others. Some, while flying away, were struck
on their backs, and others on their sides. That
general engagement continued to rage fiercely.
Soon, however, the morning sun rose.’