Behold this very day that invincible and mighty car-warrior
in the act of being thrown down by me, with the greatest
ease, like the crescent moon at the end of the Yuga
(when the destruction of the universe comes).
Madhava, however, hearing these words of the high-souled
Phalguni, spoke not a word, but in anger once more
mounted upon the car. And then upon those two
tigers among men, when stationed on their car, Bhishma
the son of Santanu, once more poured his arrowy showers
like the clouds pouring rain upon the mountain-breast.
Thy sire Devavrata took the lives of the (hostile)
warriors like the Sun sucking with his rays the energies
of all things during summer. As the Pandavas
had been breaking the ranks of the Kurus in battle,
so thy sire broke the Pandava ranks in battle.
And the routed soldiers, helpless and heartless, slaughtered
in hundreds and thousands by Bhishma, were unable to
even look at him in that battle,—him who
resembled the mid-day Sun blazing in his own splendour.
Indeed, the Pandavas afflicted with fear, timidly
gazed at Bhishma who was then achieving super-human
feats in that battle. And the Pandava troops,
thus fleeing away, O Bharata, failed to find a protector,
like a herd of kine sunk in a shoal of ants while being
trod down by a strong person. Indeed, the Pandavas
could not, O Bharata, look at that mighty car-warrior
incapable of being shaken, who, furnished with a profusion
of shafts, was scorching the kings (in the Pandava
army), and who in consequence of those shafts looked
like the blazing Sun shedding his fiery rays.
And while he was thus grinding the Pandava army, the
thousand-rayed maker of day repaired to the setting
hills, and the troops, worn with fatigue, set their
hearts on withdrawal (from the field).”
Sanjaya said, “While they were battling, the
Sun set, O Bharata, aid there came the dreadful hour
of twilight and the battle could no longer be seen.
Then king Yudhishthira, seeing that twilight had come
and that his own troops, slaughtered by Bhishma, had
thrown aside their weapons, and that stricken with
fear, and turned off the field, they were seeking
to flee away, and beholding Bhishma also, that mighty
car-warrior, excited with wrath and afflicting everybody
in fight, and noticing that the mighty car-warriors
of the Somakas, having been vanquished, had all become
cheerless, reflected a little, and then ordered the
troops to be withdrawn. Then king Yudhishthira
withdrew his forces. And similarly, the withdrawal
of thy forces also took place at the same time.
Then those mighty car-warriors, O chief of the Kurus,
having withdrawn their forces, entered their tents,
themselves mangled in battle. Afflicted by the
shafts of Bhishma and reflecting upon that hero’s
feats in battle, the Pandavas obtained no peace of
mind. Bhishma also, having vanquished the Pandavas
and the Srinjayas in battle, was worshipped by thy