chastiser of foes these words, ’The noise that we hear uttered by the fiercely-roaring Rakshasa, without doubt, indicates that he is battling with the mighty car-warriors of the Dhartarashtra army.  I see also that the burden has proved heavier than what that bull among Rakshasas is able to bear.  The grandsire, too, excited with rage, is ready to slaughter the Panchalas.  For protecting them Phalguni is battling with the foe.  O thou of mighty arms hearing now of these two tasks, both of which demand prompt attention, go and give succour to Hidimva’s son who is placed in a position of very great danger.’  Listening to these words of his brother, Vrikodara, with great speed, proceeded, frightening all the kings with his leonine roars, with great impetuosity, O king, like the ocean itself during the period of the new full moon.  Him followed Satyadhriti and Sauchiti difficult of being vanquished in battle, and Srenimat, and Vasudana and the powerful son of the ruler of Kasi, and many car-warriors headed by Abhimanyu, as also those mighty car-warriors, viz., the sons of Draupadi, and the valiant Kshatradeva, and Kshatradharman, and Nila, the ruler of the low countries, at the head of his own forces.  And these surrounded the son of Hidimva with a large division of cars (for aiding him).[446] And they advanced to the rescue of Ghatotkacha, that prince of the Rakshasas, with the six thousand elephants, always infuriate and accomplished in smiting.  And with their loud leonine roars, and the clatter of their car-wheels, and with the tread of their horse’s hoofs, they made the very earth to tremble.  Hearing the din of those advancing warriors the faces of thy troops who were filled with anxiety in consequence of their fear of Bhimasena became pale.  Leaving Ghatotkacha then they all fled away.  Then commenced in that part of the field a dreadful battle between those high-souled warriors and thine, both of whom were unretreating.  Mighty car-warriors, hurling diverse kinds of the weapons, chased and smote one another.  That fierce battle striking terror into the hearts of the timid, was such that the different classes of combatants became entangled with one another.  Horses engaged with elephants and foot-soldiers with car-warriors.  And challenging one another, O king, they engaged in the fight.[447] And in consequence of that clash of cars, steeds, elephants, and foot-soldiers, a thick dust appeared, raised by the car-wheels and the tread (of those combatants and animals).  And that dust, thick and of the colour of reddish smoke, shrouded the field of battle.  And the combatants were unable to distinguish their own from the foe.  Sire recognised not the son, and son recognised not the sire, in that dreadful engagement which made the hair stand on end and in which no consideration was shown (by any one for any body).  And the noise made by the hissing weapons and the shouting combatants resembled, O chief of Bharata’s race, that made by departed spirits (in the infernal regions).