or in course of being attacked with lances, swords and battle axes, fell down in course of that awful carnage, uttering sounds of distress.  And the earth, suddenly struck with the falling bodies, huge as hills, of those creatures all around trembled and emitted sounds.  And with those elephants slain along with their riders and lying all about with the standards on their backs, the earth looked beautiful as if strewn with hills.  And the drivers on the backs of many elephants, with their breasts pierced by car-warriors with broad-headed shafts in that battle, fell down, their lances and hooks loosened from their grasp.  And some elephants, struck with long shafts, uttered crane like cries and ran in all directions, crushing friends and foes by trampling them to death.  And covered with countless bodies of elephants and steeds and car-warriors, the earth, O king, became miry with flesh and blood.  And large cars with wheels and many without wheels, crushed by the points of their tusks, were thrown up by elephants, with the warriors mounted on them.  Cars were seen deprived of warriors.  And riderless steeds and elephants ran in all directions, afflicted with wounds.  And there father slew his son, and son slew his sire, for the battle that took place was exceedingly fierce and nothing could be distinguished.  Men sank ankle-deep in the gory mire and looked like tall trees whose lower parts were swallowed up in a blazing forest-conflagration.  And robes and coats of mail and umbrellas and standards having been dyed with blood, everything seemed to be bloody on the field.  Large bodies of slain steeds, of cars, and of men, were again cut into fragments by the rolling of car-wheels.  And that sea of troops having elephants for its current, and slain men for its floating moss and weeds, and cars for its fierce, eddies, looked terribly grim.  Warriors, having steeds and elephants for their large vessels, and desirous of victory as their wealth, plunged into that sea, and instead of sinking in it endeavoured to deprive their enemies of their senses.  When all the warriors, each bearing particular signs, were covered with arrowy showers, there was none amongst them lost heart, though all were deprived of their signs.  In that fierce and awful battle, Drona confounding the senses of his foes, (at last) rushed at Yudhishthira.’”

SECTION XXI

“Sanjaya continued, ’Then Drona, beholding Yudhishthira near him fearlessly received him with a thick shower of arrows.  And there arose a loud noise among the troops of Yudhishthira’s army like what is made by the elephants belonging to a herd when their leader is attacked by a mighty lion.  Beholding Drona, the brave Satyajit, of prowess incapable of being baffled, rushed at the Preceptor who was desirous of seizing Yudhishthira.  The Preceptor and the Panchala prince, both endued with great might, fought with each other, agitating each other’s troops, like Indra and Vali.  Then Satyajit, of