the clouds showering rain on a mountain.  And he also felled his foe’s charioteer from his niche in the car.  And his four steeds, too, with four sharp arrows, Drona felled in that combat that set up a leonine roar.  And with another shaft he cut off the leathern fence that cased Dhrishtadyumna’s hand.  His bow cut off, deprived of car, his steeds slain, and charioteer overthrown, the prince of Panchala alighted from his car, mace in hand, displaying great prowess.  But before he could come down from his car, O Bharata, Drona with his shafts cut off that mace into fragments.  This feat seemed wonderful to us.  And then the mighty prince of the Panchalas of strong arms, taking a large and beautiful shield decked with a hundred moons, and a large scimitar of beautiful make, rushed impetuously from desire of slaying Drona, like a hungry lion in the forest towards an infuriate elephant.  Then wonderful was the prowess that we behold of Bharadwaja’s son, and his lightness (of hand) in the use of weapons, as also the strength of his arms, O Bharata, in as much as, alone, he checked Prishata’s son with a shower of arrows.  And although possessed of great might in battle, he was unable to proceed further.  And we behold the mighty car-warrior Dhrishtadyumna staying where he did and warding off those clouds of arrows with his shield, using his arms with great dexterity.  Then the mighty-armed Bhima endued with great strength quickly came there, desirous of aiding in battle the high-souled son of Prishata.  And he pierced Drona, O king, with seven sharp-pointed arrows, and speedily caused Prishata’s son to be taken up on another car.  Then king Duryodhana urged the ruler of the Kalingas supported by a large division, for the protection of Bharadwaja’s son.  Then that terrible and mighty division of the Kalingas, O ruler of men, rushed against Bhima at the command of thy son.  And Drona then, that foremost of car-warriors, abandoning the prince of Panchala, encountered Virata and Drupada together.  And Dhrishtadyumna also proceeded to support king Yudhishthira in battle.  And then commenced a fierce battle, making the hair stand on end, between the Kalingas and the high-souled Bhima, a battle that was destructive of the universe, terrific, and awful.”

SECTION LIV

Dhritarashtra said, “How did the ruler of the Kalingas, that commander of a large division, urged by my son, and supported by his troops, fight in battle with the mighty Bhimasena of wonderful feats, that hero wandering over the field of battle with his mace like Death himself club in hand?”