resisted all the Kurus and thy sons at the head of their division.  The slayer of Bhishma, Shikhandi, then, O monarch, with his winged arrows, resisted Karna, careering fearlessly in that battle.  Held in check, Karna then, his lips trembling in rage, assailed Shikhandi with three arrows in the midst of his eyebrows.  With those three arrows sticking on his forehead, Shikhandi looked highly beautiful like a silver mountain with three elevated crests.  Deeply pierced by the Suta’s son in that encounter, the mighty bowman Shikhandi pierced Karna, in return, with ninety keen shafts.  The mighty car-warrior Karna then, slaying Shikhandi’s steeds and next his driver with three arrows, cut off his standard with a razor-faced arrow.  That mighty car-warrior then, that scorcher of foes, filled with rage, jumped down from his steedless car and hurled a dart at Karna.  Cutting off that dart with three shafts in that encounter, Karna then, O Bharata, pierced Shikhandi with nine keen arrows.  Avoiding then the shafts sped from Karna’s bow, that best of men, Shikhandi, exceedingly mangled, retreated speedily from that spot.  Then Karna, O monarch, began to scatter the troops of the Pandavas, like a mighty wind scattering a heap of cotton.  Meanwhile Dhrishtadyumna, O monarch, afflicted by thy son, pierced Duhshasana, in return, with three arrows in the centre of the chest.  Then Duhshasana, O sire, pierced his assailant’s left arm with a broad-headed shaft, sharp and straight and equipped with wings of gold.  Thus pierced, Dhrishtadyumna, filled with wrath and the desire to retaliate, sped a terrible shaft, O Bharata, at Duhshasana.  Thy son, however, O king, with three shafts of his, cut off that impetuous arrow sped by Dhrishtadyumna as it coursed towards him.  Approaching Dhrishtadyumna then, he struck him in the arms and the chest with seventeen other broad-headed shafts adorned with gold.  Thereat Prishata’s son, filled with rage, cut off Duhshasana’s bow, O sire, with a sharp razor-headed arrow, at which all the troops there uttered a loud shout.  Taking up then another bow, thy son, as if smiling, held Dhrishtadyumna in check with showers of arrows from every side.  Beholding the prowess of that high-souled son of thine, the combatants, as also the siddhas and the apsaras, became all filled with wonder.  We then saw the mighty Dhrishtadyumna thus assailed by Duhshasana to resemble a huge elephant, held in check by a lion.  Then many Pancala car-warriors and elephants and horses, O elder brother of Pandu, desirous of rescuing the commander (of the Pandava army) encompassed thy son.  The battle that commenced, O scorcher of foes, between thy warriors and the enemy, presented as frightful a sight as that which may be seen at the destruction of all creatures at the end of the Yuga.