of the Kalingas, from his car, fell down on the ground, with his standard and charioteer.  Then that mighty car-warrior, the king of the Kalingas beholding his own son slain, surrounded Bhima on all sides with many thousands of cars.  Then the mighty-armed Bhima endued with great strength, abandoning mace, took up a scimitar, desirous of achieving a fierce feat.  And that bull among men also took up, O king, crescents made of gold.  And the ruler of the Kalingas also, excited with wrath, and rubbing his bowstring, and taking up a terrible arrow (deadly) as poison of the snake, shot it at Bhimasena, desirous at that monarch was of slaying (the Pandava).  That sharp arrow, thus shot and coursing impetuously, Bhimasena, O king, cut in twain with his huge sword.  And filled with delight he set up a loud shout, terrifying the troops.  And the ruler of the Kalingas, excited with rage in that combat with Bhimasena, quickly hurled at him fourteen bearded darts whetted on stone.  The mighty-armed son of Pandu, however, with that best of scimitars, fearlessly cut into fragments in a trice, O king, those darts while coursing through the welkin and before they could reach him.  And having in that battle (thus) cut off those fourteen darts Bhima, that bull among men, beholding Bhanumat, rushed at him.  Bhanumat then covered Bhima with a shower of arrows, and set up a loud shout, making the welkin resound with it.  Bhima, however, in that fierce battle, could not bear that leonine shout.  Himself endued with a loud voice, he also shouted very loudly.  And at these shouts of his, the army of the Kalingas became filled with fear.  In that battle they no longer regarded Bhima, O bull among men, as a human being.  Then, O great king, having uttered a loud shout, Bhima, sword in hand impetuously jumping on (Bhanumat’s) excellent elephant aided by the latter’s tusks, gained, O sire, the back of that prince of tuskers, and with his huge sword cut Bhanumat, dividing him in the middle.  That chastiser of foes, then, having (thus) slain in battle the prince of the Kalingas, next[363] made his sword which was capable of bearing a great strain, to descend upon the neck of that elephant.  His head cut off, that prince of elephants fell down with a loud roar, like a crested mountain (whose base is) eaten away by the impetuous (surges of the) sea.  And jumping down, O Bharata, from that failing elephant, the prince of Bharata’s race, of undepressed soul, stood on the ground, sword in hand and accoutred in mail (as before).  And felling numerous elephants on all sides, he wandered (over the field), making many paths (for himself).  And then he seemed to be like a moving wheel of fire slaughtering whole divisions of cavalry, of elephants, and cars, and large bodies of infantry.  And that lord among men, the mighty Bhima, was seen to move over the field with the activity of the hawk, quickly cutting off in that battle, with his sharp-edged sword, their bodies and heads, as also those of the combatants on elephant.  And